<?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-2448173741786907819</id><updated>2012-02-17T03:53:37.797+08:00</updated><category term='Conversations. ;D NH.'/><category term='happy happy'/><category term='Vacation'/><category term='Conversations. ;D'/><category term='depressed'/><category term='always hurt.'/><category term='Survey/Quiz'/><category term='SHORT POST'/><category term='TAG REPLIES'/><category term='psle preparation'/><title type='text'>Erysh</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>216</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-783757823183686652</id><published>2011-07-05T22:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T23:00:33.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It hurts a lil' inside.</title><content type='html'>Right, I'm here after a longgg time since&amp;nbsp;I've&amp;nbsp;been busy with school work and watching variety shows + dramas heehee. Hey, busy okay. Wanted to catch up on all the&amp;nbsp;movies&amp;nbsp;but computer was being a bitch and only started working when holidays were already ending! Argh. Anyway, managed to finish up all my shows! But nah, not movies. I have yet to watch the whole series of POTC and Harry Potter! Sighsigh. I hope I find the time soon! Anyway, tomorrow will be my MT O Level oral exam and here I am typing out this post. Okay&amp;nbsp;la, this was actually my plan cause I didn't wanna study cause I've been studying for oral for the past two days and it totally drove my hand and brain crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, sometimes I just gotta know that I can't expect many things from you. I know you ain't those kind of people who really care about others and such. Sigh, I never learn. Time after time, here I am still repeating the same old mistakes. Fine, I really feel I should really grow up and get a grip of myself and forget about all these issues. But hey, these issues make up my life. And prolly I would want to remember them as my teenage memories and have a good laugh later on in about 10 years time? You know there are some things which you always would want to let out no matter how hard you try to keep it in yourself? Yeah I always get that and its really saddening :'( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know when the times where you confide in others but they just don't give a freaking damn and just give you slipshod replies and you get pissed off all over again. You know how depressing it gets? Here I am, trying to get some soothing words of encouragement or advice from you but you just don't give a damn? You know how hard it is for me to build the trust in you and then pouring out everything to you and you don't freaking give a damn. It really hurts me a lot inside although I don't show it. Well, what ever for would I show it since you ain't interested in the first place? Argh anyway I've just wasted my breath and time on these kind of people in the past. I swear I won't let out many things to people whom I don't really trust. Yes, I was wrong. I made a mistake. Oh no, the apology ain't for you, but for my own dear self. A reminder to myself so that I won't waste my life on people like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst is when someone even laughs at your worries and such. Like hello? UPSETGIRL96 here and you're laughing? Go and kiss your own ass&amp;nbsp;la&amp;nbsp;wts. Anyway, I'm over and done with. I know who to share my sorrows and anger with and who to share my happiness with. Oh well I don't really share my happiness as much nowadays. That's cause my happiness ain't their happiness most of the time and they refuse to share it.&lt;br /&gt;I guess at this point of time I'm no one's best friend I guess. Everything's on my own. I don't really listen to others' opinions as much. Well maybe I've changed but I kinda prefer this now. It feels so much.. better. I don't leave out the fact that I DO confide in others but I don't rely too much on them. Its hard for me to trust people easily nowadays. It's really hard. Regaining my trust is even harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a fact that many people have made me lose my trust in them and it really ain't a nice experience for both of us. I guess after learning all these, my mistakes finally made me learn from them. And I'm happier it turned out this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Those words written in pencil on the front page of the newspaper placed on my side of the locker - I really wanna know. Is it written by you? Or was it someone who passed it to you. I really don't know. Why was it in my side of the locker? Eff this. Why those words. If someone really passed it to you.. Then I really have nothing to say. I'll just hope it was something I saw wrongly. I wished I could rewind everything to the past and wished all this didn't happen. I'm still touched by your sweet gestures, swh.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-The way your hair your hair is, swept to the right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2448173741786907819-783757823183686652?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/783757823183686652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=783757823183686652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/783757823183686652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/783757823183686652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2011/07/it-hurts-lil-inside.html' title='It hurts a lil&apos; inside.'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-4160015548542079941</id><published>2011-06-12T18:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T18:18:00.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you think  you have your own identity ? in terms of fashion , the way you talk ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;I guess so..? I dress up the way I want to.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/Erysh?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Feel free to ask anything!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2448173741786907819-4160015548542079941?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/4160015548542079941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=4160015548542079941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/4160015548542079941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/4160015548542079941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2011/06/do-you-think-you-have-your-own-identity.html' title='Do you think  you have your own identity ? in terms of fashion , the way you talk ?'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-3924394729766260826</id><published>2011-06-07T16:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T16:07:51.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Helhehe hello xootiexoO guess whooo</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Lol lisaaaaa&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/Erysh?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Feel free to ask anything!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2448173741786907819-3924394729766260826?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/3924394729766260826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=3924394729766260826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/3924394729766260826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/3924394729766260826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2011/06/helhehe-hello-xootiexoo-guess-whooo.html' title='Helhehe hello xootiexoO guess whooo'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-1114093006766866149</id><published>2011-06-07T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T00:41:27.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a matter of time.</title><content type='html'>I knew it. Well woke up today with a bad start. Had to iron my clothes for school, skipped my chee cheong fan breakfast ): and realised the shop downstairs was closed and then had to run like some idiot for the bus with a hungry stomach ):&lt;br /&gt;And I thought the day would be better and I would be expecting good news to neutralise the whole day. Hah, I guess I'm wrong. The whole day was horrible. Went to school and yeah greaaaaaat, they couldn't make it for the course. FML FML FML x5.&lt;br /&gt;It was like a 6hrs course for 2 days and can you imagine the time. ARGH WTS. While I'm typing this I can feel all the sorrow damn it. I now officially hate CCAs. They ruin everything. EVERYTHING! Okayokay I don't wanna elaborate too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway went to AMKhub after that for POTC! :D Finally something GOOOOOOOOOD and it didn't disappoint me :)&lt;br /&gt;Okay after that it was total crap, which I don't wanna talk about. Tried to find my day planner to no avail. :(&lt;br /&gt;Grabbed a lil' snack and then headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah, like seriously now my life's like.. nothing. I want something exciting to happen, can? I'm not asking for much but at least something new? Hey I wanna experience new things ya' know.&lt;br /&gt;And you know what? I've been a good girl these few days by starting to wash my face (oops) and also.. HEEHEE. ALSO! I've been trying to change my feelings about youuuuuuu.&lt;br /&gt;Nah, not THAT person, its someone else, FYI. Not important!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next thing I'm looking forward to is the Class outing. EYE CANDY LAH PLEASE. I miss you sooo badly. :&amp;lt; SADGURRL96 OKAY! Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighsigh Tumblr got me hooked. Anyway its a good thing that I'm using the computer a lil' bit more lesser than I used to :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No life or what sia, heading to school tomorrow to decorate the noticeboard for arts council. Nah, at least its better than today, going to school, only for like 10minutes and that's it ): Arghhh my beauty sleep. ):&lt;br /&gt;Okay another reason was&amp;nbsp;eye candy. Hmm, still not bad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next thing is I haven't started on the huge pile of homework waiting for me. Oh great. I only touched my math homework, and I think it's done. Haiz, so much for mugging during the holidays. Its okay, I've got 2 more weeks to mug like crazy! I miss doing that, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now I shall pray hard that the silicon bunny cover for my BB isn't sold yet cause the one I found online was dated all the way back to the 29th April :O *prays*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay since its 12.40am now I shall continue tumblr-ing. Heehee. I've seriously got nothing to blog now :l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- *rolls eyes*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2448173741786907819-1114093006766866149?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/1114093006766866149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=1114093006766866149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/1114093006766866149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/1114093006766866149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2011/06/just-matter-of-time.html' title='Just a matter of time.'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-52465463187739878</id><published>2011-06-02T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T20:01:48.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby, I'm back.</title><content type='html'>I've missed this blog so much! Read almost all the past entries, looked thru all the pictures and gosh I can't even.. &amp;nbsp;Ahhh the memories just keep coming back to me like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm here clad in my amksian family day tee and my school skirt, I just&amp;nbsp;realized&amp;nbsp;and I'm just back from Higher&amp;nbsp;Malay&amp;nbsp;lesson. No doubt its the holidays, but I've been going to school for the past few days non-stop. There was dance from Monday to Wednesday. And there's a performance tomorrow at the Esplanade Park. I'm so nervous that I'll screw up the steps, even though I've&amp;nbsp;memorized&amp;nbsp;them all. I shall just do my best and enjoy the dance. Fine lah, if have mistakes then well.. I'm screwed okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really lah, I used to like dance but now.. its just so hard for me to enjoy when I'm feeling so stressed up because of every single step I do. Everything's wrong. Sigh. Fine, I blame myself okay.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I haven't develop that passion for dance yet. You know people say that we make more mistakes when we're scared and nervous? Like everything comes rushing to you. So.. Maybe I should relax and calm myself down more. Actually I don't mind if I only had to perform once tomorrow. But we have to perform the same dance for like THREE miserable times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's okay, its okay.. I have to calm myself down ah seriously. After tomorrow's performance then I guess I'm free! :&amp;gt; Back to doing homework and studying! Seriously I don't know why I'm fine with doing homework and studying. I find it more relaxing than to dance. Weird I know, but yeah everyone's different I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't seem to calm myself down. I guess I need to practice once more and I think I'm done for the day, gotta reach school at 6.55am tomorrow. ):&lt;br /&gt;After the performance I'm gonna buy shoes o'er at NP! Can't waitzzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be calm, be calm be calm. I need someone to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;I've gotten all my steps in place, I practised so hard with the overwhelming amount of sweat produced. I wanna rock this dance and I believe in myself that I can do it and I don't wanna let anyone down, I swear.&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE TO DO MY BEST AND GIVE MY ALL. Argh why am I still scared. Being scared will make me go nowhere. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I shall calm myself down.&lt;br /&gt;Toodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Goodness, why did I even text you again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2448173741786907819-52465463187739878?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/52465463187739878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=52465463187739878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/52465463187739878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/52465463187739878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2011/06/baby-im-back.html' title='Baby, I&apos;m back.'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-7112591041638710032</id><published>2010-12-27T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T23:47:08.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The end.</title><content type='html'>Bye bye blogger, I'll miss you.&lt;br /&gt;But I gotta focus more on studies and CCA for next year.&lt;br /&gt;XOXO, Shamilah. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- End of chapter-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-We'll walk down memory lane again, someday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2448173741786907819-7112591041638710032?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/7112591041638710032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=7112591041638710032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/7112591041638710032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/7112591041638710032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2010/12/end.html' title='The end.'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-2369257608342307785</id><published>2010-12-06T23:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T23:12:19.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Roller Coaster Ride Ever.</title><content type='html'>I thought that I wouldn't want to close down my blog but rather I won't update it really frequently.&lt;br /&gt;Things have been fine the past few days and I don't have to say FML anymore. Had a&amp;nbsp;sleep o'er&amp;nbsp;at Ath's from&amp;nbsp;Wednesday&amp;nbsp;to&amp;nbsp;Friday, and then headed to my place on&amp;nbsp;Friday&amp;nbsp;and Ath left on Sunday. AWESOME week spent with her :&amp;gt; Went for a mind-exploding session of tuition on&amp;nbsp;Saturday&amp;nbsp;and headed to the NEX after that! The place was packed like fully to the brim kinda thing and well, we didn't go to most of the shops cause they were damn full and I can't be bothered to go in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home at about 5plus to 6. Headed to Manhattan Fish Market for awesome dinner. *melts*&lt;br /&gt;I still can't believe mum bought a $90 shoe. It sooo wasn't worth it please. Heh, but managed to persuade her to get me that army green watch o'er at Swatch :&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought my books on Sunday, and wrapped em' up while reading most of the biology book. Damn, I should've taken pure biology. Its&amp;nbsp;sooo&amp;nbsp;interesting and addictive. The chem book made me go "O.O"&lt;br /&gt;Nyways, meeting the girls tomorrow for picnic! Making tuna cheese sandwich to share! Recipe credits go to JY though. Had a massive headache on what to prepare.&amp;nbsp;Totally can't wait. Donning my floral top that I modified and a black skirt. Plus my grey converse :&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's outing was cancelled cause Ru was feeling unwell and was considerate enough to not want to pass the flu bug to us. I miss her though. Get well soon, babe! &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;So I'll catch a movie prolly with the clique and some people from our class? I hope it works though. I miss 2/1 truckloads. Or maybe its just one person. Okay shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG and thanks to JY for the yellow peace brooch! I'm pinning it on my bag, baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heading to town on Thursday with Mum to F21 and prolly getting my watch. \m/ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayokay, time to get serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to go and run and Erfa AKA running partner is injured. Means I've to go alone. Eff no!&lt;br /&gt;So either I skip at home or go running myself or go and find another running partner. Sad thing is, no one lives near me. So I'll have to get my butt to the park or stadium to go and run. If I continue staying at home and indulging in my sinful indulges like cookie dough ice cream *licks lips* and &amp;nbsp;in no time I'll gain manyyyy pounds. DAMN NO. I lost so much already. Oh and I need to fast as well. Most probably I'm gonna skip too, to reach my dream height of 160cm. :B 9 more cm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I need a running partner. No one responded in Facebook and I'm so sad. Expected more though. ): DAMN WHY DO I HAVE TO LIVE IN YISHUN WHERE NO ONE IS NEAR!&lt;br /&gt;I really need one right now, I don't mind anyone. Just don't mind my slow speed cause I'm building up stamina, not speed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heck lah, if I don't get a running partner by Thursday, I'm gonna go running alone on Friday. Hope it doesn't rain! ): If I were still in soccer then maybe I need not worry so much. But dancing..? I don't know. It only builds up my leg muscles which I think is so ewwwwww. *pukes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I need to runnn. :&amp;lt; Shucks I sound like Erfa but who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a theory behind running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, it builds up my stamina. Secondly, I can sweat more. And sweating a lot makes me happy cause calories are burnt. Thirdly, I feel really calm and relaxed when I run and my feelings somehow gets sorted out.&lt;br /&gt;It gets really weird for some reason. I don't know why but I love running. I love it more than doing sit ups or push ups and stuff like that. The only thing that acts as a hindrance is the fact that the park is so damn far from my house and I hate being alone. During PE, I would always run with Nadiah, even though we weren't asked to and had to ask for permission to run while the others were playing ball games. If only Nadiah could be my running partner, it'd be awesome. But she's grounded ): That's cause she follows my speed and gets tired like me too hehe :&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've aimed to run for at least 20 mins, doesn't matter if its a slow jog or not, cause yeah, stamina building. And also 2.4km. I bet I'll fail if I were to run 2.4 km like now. My stamina sucks really bad right now I can cry. My stamina used to be better early this year :&amp;gt; That was the 'lovin' my life' period. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, I have a strong drive in myself that keeps me going and that's why I pushed myself really hard A LOT. Especially during exams, and maybe in running as well. I don't want to give up, not even once. Yes, I've gotten comments saying that I shouldn't do that cause I'm hurting myself and things like segregating myself from the others, but I feel like that's how I live my life. Even though I segregate myself from others, sometimes I feel better. Remember, ignorance is bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay maybe ignorance is not always bliss, but for me most of the time that applies to everything in my life. Like for stuff like I wouldn't want to hear, I would rather stay away from it and remain happy. Imagine what would happen if I continued listening to that specific thing and would end up hurt and upset. I totally would be unhappy. Surely, it shows that I would rather live in ignorance most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movin' on, I got a lot of advice the past few days after confiding in cuz about some matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, _____.&lt;br /&gt;I asked cuz about him and stuff and the way he acts towards me. Well, she&amp;nbsp;advised&amp;nbsp;me that probably he treats me either like a younger sister or maybe like a good friend and that's it. The reason being that he's not those kind who would want to be involved in matters regarding the heart. Well, I expected that a long time ago, and I knew it wouldn't go very far. Personally, I wouldn't want it to go far as well, because I know it will affect me as these kind of things will definitely take a toll my studies and also my attitude towards others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing me, being the ever so naive yet a perfectionist person, I would always want to make things go the right way and want everything to go smoothly because I can't stand flaws. So if there was a problem going on regarding this issue, I would be affected in all ways possible, and I would not want it to happen ever again, because I knew it happened once and never would I want it to be repeated ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another reason why I would not want it to go far is cause of other sensitive matters not regarding the heart. Like yeah, we can be great friends or best friends and stuff but some things, we just can't control.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to mention it here cause.. I seriously don't want the person to know I'm referring to him. Although he may already know, since its so obvious already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I've been head over heels liking you, but I feel that I have to let go, someday and I guess the day has come. It has been... 8 months and 23 days. (OMG) Have I been wasting my time? I guess not. :&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a different experience for me. I don't know why, I've never gotten this deep&amp;nbsp;infatuation&amp;nbsp;ever, in my life. Always it was just a crush that I will get over and done with in like what, 1 month? Yeah but this time, it was for more than 8 months. "A thrilling, head spinning and stomach churning roller coaster ride." - That's what I can say about my feelings regarding this matter. :&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion: Forget him and get on with my &amp;nbsp;life since he's in another freaking class next year. *sobs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm prepared for 3/2 next year. Even if it means being away from you. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;OH SHUT UP MAYBE HE'S STILL GONNA BE MY EYE CANDY. *bites lips*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- I found a beanie!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2448173741786907819-2369257608342307785?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/2369257608342307785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=2369257608342307785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/2369257608342307785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/2369257608342307785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2010/12/best-roller-coaster-ride-ever.html' title='Best Roller Coaster Ride Ever.'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-225959659722679933</id><published>2010-11-29T00:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T00:07:06.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jay, you're my type.</title><content type='html'>Most 'prolly gonna close down this blog.&lt;br /&gt;Just leaving it to be this way.&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;foresee&amp;nbsp;I won't be able to update this blog regularly anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Next year I'll probably be busy with school and SYF so I don't think I have much time to sort out and organise this blog anymore. Plus, no one reads it anyway. I don't have the mood to do all this already. I realised that the more I blog about my unhappy moments, the more I will remember it more and the more chances of &amp;nbsp;me getting more depressed every time I come to this blog and come across that certain post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to post up about my appeal results. But I feel that it would only rake up my sad feelings.&lt;br /&gt;I.. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;I won't post about it. I'm really depressed by the thought of it. Yes, there are good points and there are bad points. But the bad points keep ringing in my head. WHY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well nevermind, I have a brilliant idea to continue something (:&lt;br /&gt;Maybe or maybe not I will discontinue this blog. I just read all my archives and I felt... *insertword*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came across this ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Those days when&amp;nbsp;I would smile like an idiot while reading your text.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Those days when&amp;nbsp;I would read all your texts all over again when I was down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Those days when&amp;nbsp;I would lie down thinking how happy I was to have a brother like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Those days when&amp;nbsp;I would think how I would die without your presence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Those days when I would talk about you non-stop to all my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Those days when I would fall asleep while texting you in the crazy hours of the morning.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Those days when I would love waking up in the morning to see that you left a message.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Those days when I would mess up your hair and how you would take revenge on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Those days when I was feeling unwell and how you would nag at me to take my medicine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Those days when I was so 'manje' to you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Those days when I only had you to cling on 'cause the world hated me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Those days when you would cheer me up everytime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Those days when you said I walk like a duckling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Those days when you pinched my cheeks as a way of revenge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Those days when you would make me smile thru' your self-praises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Those days when you would send me to Anderson Sec for my lessons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Those days when you would 'scold' me when I fall asleep and kept you waiting for my text.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Those days when you would spam like a gazillion texts in one minute cause I wasn't replying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Those days when&amp;nbsp;you would joke around saying you were angry and made me all jumpy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Those days when&amp;nbsp;you seemed like the only one who cared.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Those days when we would wish each other "Happy Anniversary" and I end up joking that I forgot and how you'll get 'angry'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Those days when we studied together and how you always got me dumbfounded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Those days when you would send me home and how we tried to avoid bumping into people I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Those days when we gossiped about some people. *cough*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Those days when we walked together, not realising how slow we were.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Those days when we kept saying "I love you" and we ended up blushing.&amp;nbsp;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Wow, what a pathetic thing. I can't believe I was this immature in the past. Oh well. But I have to admit I still have these feelings now.. In case some of you don't know, all of this is over. And i feel like its a load off my chest since it has been long that I wanted to call it quits and I finally got what I want. I'm really satisfied somehow cause I know I'm fine with being just "friends".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Anyway, I need to restore that faith in myself again and start to know that everything will NOT go down the drain and everything happens for a reason. Maybe good, maybe bad. Sometimes I may not even know the reason but there surely is a reason why.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Next thing, I wanna guy best friend! NOT a boyfriend, but a best friend. Someone that can be there for me, give me a sense of security, give me great advice, pull me up from my down, and also to always be there for me and love me as a best friend and not forgetting, someone to give me a different point of view from my girlfriends.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I guess I almost got close to it, but.. There were constraints. I'll try this again, soon. I felt as if it was different. Man I just lost it. If the person was reading it then maybe you'll know why.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Sigh. I'm really feeling depressed and disappointed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Pfft, I lost all my contacts.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I will continue blogging in the holidays only (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nightz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2448173741786907819-225959659722679933?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/225959659722679933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=225959659722679933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/225959659722679933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/225959659722679933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2010/11/most-prolly-gonna-close-down-this-blog.html' title='Jay, you&apos;re my type.'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-7557336689870033602</id><published>2010-11-23T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T20:27:42.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mundane Monday, Terrible Tuesday.</title><content type='html'>Mundane. That could describe my Monday and Tuesday. Had the exam at my religious class, and cruised thru' it for yesterday's paper. Today's was a lil' difficult though. :/&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there's another paper tomorrow and I've given up studying for the paper. Like whattheck, the whole paper is in arabic and I don't even freaking get the meaning of the words!&lt;br /&gt;Who cares lah, I'm going to fail tomorrow's paper, confirm already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna pack my bags soon! :B&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2448173741786907819-7557336689870033602?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/7557336689870033602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=7557336689870033602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/7557336689870033602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/7557336689870033602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2010/11/mundane-monday-terrible-tuesday.html' title='Mundane Monday, Terrible Tuesday.'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-3057530971303342602</id><published>2010-11-20T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T23:01:54.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello, baby!</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the lack of updates. Been busy with Hello Baby. Yoogeun is just so cute.&lt;br /&gt;Okay sorry. Anyway, life's been hectic. I'll have to study soon but since my attention was diverted to Taemin's cuteness on&amp;nbsp;YouTube, I shall just continue studying tomorrow. You guys may be wondering why I'm studying now, especially during the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;Screw it&amp;nbsp;la, I'm studying for my religious class exams. Not that I hate it, but the history is so complicated!&lt;br /&gt;I bet I'm gonna have a brain block trying to absorb all the information in. I'd rather do indices, although it's math.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so weird now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been having mixed feelings now. Scared, happy, excited, lonely, tired, annoyed, and much more.&lt;br /&gt;I just don't know how to describe it, I feel so.. mixed.&lt;br /&gt;I feel different. I've never felt like this before.&lt;br /&gt;I just don't know how to blog already and I'm really bad at expressing my feelings nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;My mind's not with me nowadays, and I don't know why. I hope to know why, though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class chalet's coming soon! I'm really really excited. But scared at the same time, since there has been numerous cases of slashing incidents. Why does it happen?! This is the result of people not living in peace.&lt;br /&gt;'Imma prepare a bag full of&amp;nbsp;marshmallows and nom on them while hugging pengy and spending time with JY!&lt;br /&gt;Bliss. Shut up, pengy is my soft toy&amp;nbsp;penguin. I'll just hope that the bag of marshmallows aren't gone and eaten up by people other than me. I shall be mean. No one's gonna remember that, right? Heh.&lt;br /&gt;Oh my, we'll be watching SAW and I would pry my eyes open, even if the guys plan to watch it at like 3am. I don't care, I wanna watch! Okay la, I'm very sadist but who cares. Maybe I won't get to watch it, so I'll have to seize this chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I gotta stop assuming. I know it isn't good for relationships/friendships between people. Sorry la, that's just what I am. I will need to understand people better and also be nice. Sigh I think I'm mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I need a life man, I can't be sticking to the computer like 24/7. Okay 24 minus 10 cause I need 10 hours of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I want a job! But it's illegal isn't it? I should try out something new. Or maybe returning back to my&amp;nbsp;favorite&amp;nbsp;past time? I'm starting to read again, and it's my 1st love. Ah! Memories.&amp;nbsp;I shall divert my attention to song writing again. Or try to play the guitar and compose my songs. Other than that, I can...&amp;nbsp;Start and try to draw? Not forgetting, my mission that I've set for myself at the start of the year. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to study tomorrow or else I'll definitely fail. For sure. And for the arabic exam, I can guarantee I'll fail. I can't even freaking read it. How to do?! Okay la, I can read it, but I'll take ages trying to find the answer. So prolly I'll give up on reading and just putting the answers in random order. I'll pray that it'll be easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay me. I can't wait for AMKsian showcase on the 27th! Will be having my 'shift' with Hanis! :D&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait, like seriously. But I'll be missing tuition and religious class ): So sad. Okay I don't mind about missing religious class cause I prolly won't miss out anything YAY! But I like tuition. It gets my mind working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHINee's being harsh to me and I'm so addicted to their dancing skills. And they're so funny and bonded!&lt;br /&gt;I'm biased to Taemin though. He's just so cute and pretty and gets my attention all the time. How can a guy be so pretty! I'm so jealous. Hello Baby got me addicted to them and Taemin! They're so close.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I need to stop before I go crazy all over again. Have been watching their videos from afternoon and now Lucifer's playing on my iTunes. :B Ah why Taemin's hair is so silky! He looks damn cute with the mushroom hairstyle ahhhhh! He looks hot with the long-do though. I likeeee :&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hitting the sheets soon, nightz people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- I'll see what you'll have to say.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2448173741786907819-3057530971303342602?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/3057530971303342602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=3057530971303342602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/3057530971303342602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/3057530971303342602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2010/11/hello-baby.html' title='Hello, baby!'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-3937010982034451212</id><published>2010-11-14T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T17:14:38.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovin' the hated.</title><content type='html'>I guess I just have to blog about my feelings regarding the streaming results.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I got into 32, my first choice. I'm appealing to 35.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reasons being;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hate some people there.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't wanna take pure geography anymore cause I don't wanna be some geologist or sth.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Triple science can help me a lot in the future.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'd prefer science to the arts, although I'm an arty person.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;The encouragement people have given me really boosted my confidence to go and do triple science. I know I have to work hard. I know its gonna be a rough and bumpy road for me but I've gotta endure.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then I know that if I work hard I can reap the good things out of it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay right now I seriously don't feel like continuing. I have this... bad feeling.&lt;br /&gt;You know I tell myself I won't get to 35 and thus I feel so. Well I tell myself that cause I don't wanna disappoint myself later on. I don't wanna tell myself I'm gonna get in 35 cause I'll be disappointed if I don't.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh, life IS hard.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2448173741786907819-3937010982034451212?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/3937010982034451212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=3937010982034451212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/3937010982034451212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/3937010982034451212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2010/11/lovin-hated.html' title='Lovin&apos; the hated.'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-3615941756919374151</id><published>2010-11-09T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T21:49:19.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I seriously made the wrong decision to care about this anymore. Ilina, I'm sorry but I have to disagree with you on this anymore. I mean like, there's nothing I can do anymore. It takes two hands to clap, but I guess I only have one hand here which is mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I seriously can't be bothered.&lt;br /&gt;You can go and bang your head on a tree. Pfft.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2448173741786907819-3615941756919374151?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/3615941756919374151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=3615941756919374151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/3615941756919374151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/3615941756919374151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-seriously-made-wrong-decision-to-care.html' title=''/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-1468864338457407732</id><published>2010-11-03T21:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T21:09:17.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's go running! (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Yes, Erfa! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/Erysh?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Feel free to ask anything! &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2448173741786907819-1468864338457407732?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/1468864338457407732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=1468864338457407732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/1468864338457407732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/1468864338457407732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2010/11/let-go-running.html' title='Let&amp;#39;s go running! (:'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-8288773800713877805</id><published>2010-11-01T20:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T20:03:03.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just watch.</title><content type='html'>Oh wow, what an impressive apology. I totally melted at the sight of it. :O&lt;br /&gt;Yeah right. You wished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an effing insincere apology. Like come on, everyone has problems and solve them too, but they don't go around ignoring others and breaking their hearts as well. Screw that. _|_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your apology didn't cool me down. Instead, it made me flare up even more. It showed me your true colours. Lame shit. What reason is that? Oh wait, I forgot. It's not a reason. It's an excuse. A pathetic excuse. The most pathetic one I've ever heard coming from you; the person I used to trust so much. I'm not saying that your other excuses aren't pathetic, but this was the straw that broke the camel's back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You didn't even sound sorry or even remorseful whatsoever, and you expect me to reply you saying, "Oh its okay lah (: " No, I'm not gonna be that soft-hearted girl you used to know. I'm no longer the same. Don't blame me, your actions triggered me to act this way. Sorry, but this is the way things have to go, for now. You seem like you're not ready to make up for it, so why should I bother replying? You shall have a taste of your own medicine concoction. I can't be the only one having a taste of it. From there you should feel the bitterness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From what I see, you still seem very happy with my unhappiness being laden on you. So what's the point of me replying to you? My happiness or unhappiness doesn't make a difference, does it. You can continue on this life of yours without me, I bet you'll be fine. Don't worry, I will too. I've found much better people than you. People who care, people who love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna stoop to your level, and I don't wanna be petty.&lt;br /&gt;I'm torn in between, whether to listen to the devil or the angel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2448173741786907819-8288773800713877805?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/8288773800713877805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=8288773800713877805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/8288773800713877805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/8288773800713877805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2010/11/just-watch.html' title='Just watch.'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-2964252734589497166</id><published>2010-10-31T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T21:24:37.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Carrying this forward.</title><content type='html'>I thought of giving you another chance, but wouldn't it be too much for you and also unfair to me cause I've been bearing this for so long already?&amp;nbsp;This isn't like the first time already. So many times, I have given you chances after chances and all I get back is shit all over again? I seriously don't know what I have done to receive all this from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignorance is bliss, yes. Sometimes it isn't. I've given you chances after chances like for over a gazillion times. All you say is, "Sorry" and never did explain yourself and also never did make up for it. Now even I can't remember the amount of chances I gave you, 'cause it happens too regularly it's like a norm already. Somehow I think I am stronger than I really think I am to be able to give you so many chances after another. Being able to withstand all this shit for over more than a year, I guess I should be the one given an applause and a pat on the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This way, you're like a challenge to me, a challenge that I have to handle and overcomein my life. I haven't succeeded in that yet but I know I can and I will. All this while I thought you were the one who shone light into my life, but I guess I'm downright wrong. Screw that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll have to set my priorities right. And you're definitely not under the list named "loved ones" anymore. Your name on my contact list will be stripped off its "\m/" sign. Bleah whatever lah, I know its lame but still.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously don't know where this is going and I don't wanna know either. Whatever it is, it's not gonna be pretty.&lt;br /&gt;That's what I'm assuming. Enjoy your moments now. You may not like it later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget it.&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna walk down memory lane.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2448173741786907819-2964252734589497166?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/2964252734589497166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=2964252734589497166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/2964252734589497166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/2964252734589497166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2010/10/carrying-this-forward.html' title='Carrying this forward.'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-4964862748850959827</id><published>2010-10-28T21:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T22:11:07.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silence is a girl's loudest cry.</title><content type='html'>I've just turned 14. Thanks for everyone who wished me. No matter thru what forms of communication, I still appreciate the thought. Well, although sometimes it was facebook who reminded you, but thanks anyway. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls did an awesome celebration for me at fort canning yesterday. I was so touched I almost cried. (': The cake was awesome, atmosphere was awesome and the people were awesome. Awww. You guys are just so sweet (': And I lazy to elaborate lah. Picts are gonna be up on Facebook I think. Heh, I'm lazy to upload&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************************************************************************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have thought about it deeply. You're either in deep shit after 26th November or I'll have to continue with this retarded friendship/relationship. I'm gonna call it quits soon if you don't explain yourself. Well even if you do, I prolly won't bother to think about your explanations cause I've gotten sick of the same thing all over again. I don't wanna feel good because of your words anymore. I just don't get the point of continuing this anymore. With or without this relationship, it has no effect anymore. Since you treat others better than me, then what's the point? Then I'd rather be friends only, and be treated the same way. Well IF you're reading this, then you may be thinking, "What the hell is wrong with her? Why does she always rake things up and what have I done?!"&lt;br /&gt;The issue here is, you don't bother at all. Tell me, what the heck is the thing that you care about? The answer from me to answer the question for you is, "girlfriend". Duh right.&lt;br /&gt;I just don't want to continue this anymore. I don't want to think about it anymore. The thing is, things aren't like before. We aren't close anymore, although we've known each other for almost 2 years and yeah, you know it. You know, when I talk to other guys, I feel that I'm closer to them compared to you. I don't even think I AM close to you. Why? Cause the feelings have worn out. You've hurt me too many times to make me realise that you're not worth it anymore. I realised that most of my tears were wasted on you. Now I'm thinking, why should I waste them on you!? A guy like you!? Never again. I can vow not to do that again. I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna continue this anymore. I've thought this through. I'm callin' it quits.&lt;br /&gt;I won't bother you anymore, and neither would you bother me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2448173741786907819-4964862748850959827?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/4964862748850959827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=4964862748850959827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/4964862748850959827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/4964862748850959827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2010/10/silence-is-girls-loudest-cry.html' title='Silence is a girl&apos;s loudest cry.'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-1961246545854344356</id><published>2010-10-20T22:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T23:04:43.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miraculous.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My results got revealed to me today by Mr Tan. I was sweeping the floor, yes, sweeping the floor. So sway one. Then After Jiayu started moving, I rushed like crazy even before my name was called out. Then when I reached the teacher's table, Mr Tan called out my name and went like O.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;LOL. So I checked my marks. I was super lucky for Higher Malay. Exactly A1. Call me awesome now. Heh. Anyway, I'll be getting my 'broken up' malay marks, like composition and language paper :D I seriously can't wait. And it's handsome's birthday tomorrow! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Oh anyway back to the topic, I checked all the marks and they matched. And I was told, "Your class position is ___, and yes, you're in top 40 :D" And my jaw instantly dropped. Like :O (X10)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I shrieked immediately to Ilina. Heh. And the smile stayed on my face for at least a whole 10 mins. People might have thought I'm a bit unwell. But who cares.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sometimes we can't please the world. You're happy. But others aren't. The others are happy and you aren't.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Like come on. No one is born to please everyone. You yourself gotta please yourself ah please. Whatever it is lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Meh. I don't bother to write this anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yez, I learnt how to be americanz.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Natawuzz! - Byebye.&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/2448173741786907819-1961246545854344356?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/1961246545854344356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=1961246545854344356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/1961246545854344356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/1961246545854344356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2010/10/miraculous.html' title='Miraculous.'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-4752682232332491711</id><published>2010-10-19T21:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T21:12:03.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Cause I'm a girl, you're a guy.</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow's promotion day.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, anyway. It has been announced that a class chalet is agreeable among the class \m/&lt;br /&gt;AWESOME SHITZ man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to people who are so against the idea of class outings. Like come on. Its the last year together. Won't you want to spend last moments together as a class or something. Like whatthehell right. Just support at least one outing lah. Damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently I'm doing the farewell cards. I just feel so emotional doing em. Although each of them seems like its the same.. I feel kinda demoralised now. THEY ALL SEEM THE SAME! Grr my brain isn't as fast as before. I guess I need like a month to get quality cards, but I don't have the time. Sigh. I just feel like giving up everything but I know I can't. I've told people about this, and yeah.. You know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thanks Ilina (: You yourself know for what lahhh. (:&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I've figured. Noooo triple science. I know myself well enough that I won't be able to cope with it.. (:&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, it's either Chemistry or Biology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why but nowadays I just don't have the mood to blog soo much like I used to. The feeling just.. vanished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Y)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2448173741786907819-4752682232332491711?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/4752682232332491711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=4752682232332491711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/4752682232332491711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/4752682232332491711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2010/10/tomorrows-promotion-day.html' title='&apos;Cause I&apos;m a girl, you&apos;re a guy.'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-8530572181354999750</id><published>2010-10-18T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T20:36:08.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>200th</title><content type='html'>200th post.&lt;br /&gt;Kay I got nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was.. better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2448173741786907819-8530572181354999750?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/8530572181354999750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=8530572181354999750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/8530572181354999750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/8530572181354999750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2010/10/200th.html' title='200th'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-6925281751766454502</id><published>2010-10-15T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T19:23:25.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FML.</title><content type='html'>Results were shitty. Effing screwed them up. Math was.. satisfactory. Got my aim. But science.. I was totally depressed by science. When I got hold of the science paper, first thing on my mind was, "Shit, I'm screwed, I'm so lousy." I'm so depressed. I dropped by 5 damned grades. I can so totally die right now. I've no confidence that I can enter the triple science class right now. I want it real badly.Real bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geography was a disaster. First time I've gotten such results for geography. Its a pathetic B4. My usual is an A1. You can see how effed up I am now right.&lt;br /&gt;Damn it. Everyone's better than me. I've lost my sense of pride. The reputation I've painstakingly built all this while, crashed into into a gazillion pieces. Fine, you may be thinking "She's gotten bad results but all she cares about now is her reputation. So ego."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To hell with that. Two things that are most important in my life are my reputation and also my character, which obviously makes up my reputation. So that's one thing as a whole. My reputaion can consist of many things, not only first impressions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only depend on Literature, English and Higher Malay. If I screw these three up, that's the end. I'll give up for this year. I won't care what class I get into, even if it's pure physics. I can swear to myself I'll work extra hard, which will mean I will disconnect all internet connections from my life and giving up everything else, just for my results. I am that kind of person that will sacrifice anything just to get ONE thing I really yearn. Yes, I'm determined to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wtf, I'm actually more pissed off and depressed due to another reason. But I don't wanna mention it here cause the person may read me blog and hate me for life. I don't wanna create enemies. So yeah. I know, it's... Gah, nevermind. I don't wanna find trouble. Seriously, I don't. I don't wanna settle another dispute after being so depressed. It's just suicidal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great, I can't get into triple science already. It's gonna be biology for me. Even so if it means that...&lt;br /&gt;Well, Ilina's right. I'm an arts student, I'm art inclined, not science inclined. I should go and polish up my talent instead of taking up something that I like which I'm not good in. So what if I lose a bond with close friends due to this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt and realised, if we're gonna meet again, God's gonna reconstruct the way for me to get bonded with my close friends again. There'll always be a way. If we're meant to be, there'll be a way. If fate decides it to be this way, it shall be this way. I can't change fate, no matter what I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if I do well in my languages, I'll take up SS/Lit and pure geography next year. Yes, I would take up the challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm giving up in this year.&lt;br /&gt;2010, you're being a bitch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2448173741786907819-6925281751766454502?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/6925281751766454502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=6925281751766454502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/6925281751766454502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/6925281751766454502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2010/10/fml.html' title='FML.'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-8056103202583530311</id><published>2010-10-14T12:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T12:27:37.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sigh, I wish there's really gonna be a movie outing tomorrow. )':&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watch Charlie St. Cloud ahhhh. Rotting @ home ain't gonna help my brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it. I shall start to go running and start skipping at home. Need to stay healthy after all that snacking I've done during the exam period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, thanks for the early birthday wish, friend (: Hope to be in the same class as you next year as well. Lol, you're so hardworking and I'm so jealous. Pfft. Anyway you won't read this will you. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, will continue later. Heading to Wendy's for lunch! Man, talk about being healthy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2448173741786907819-8056103202583530311?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/8056103202583530311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=8056103202583530311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/8056103202583530311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/8056103202583530311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2010/10/sigh-i-wish-theres-really-gonna-be.html' title=''/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-9028552798579780665</id><published>2010-10-13T22:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T12:08:12.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Space, time, the difference between a woman &amp; a man.</title><content type='html'>Alright, I'm still happy for myself for that sensible post. And I know that Ilina is proud of me for being more and more like her. Heehee! Thanks Ilina, I know right! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed out to Bugis with Jy (Heh heh) today! She took the same train as me @ Dhoby Ghout. Lol, telepathy much?&amp;nbsp;Walked around topshop to indulge myself in the rings there, but didn't buy any. Headed to Yami Yoghurt. AWESOME PEACH YOGHURT! :D&lt;br /&gt;M)phosis was next and bought my two-fingered ring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was BK to have our lunch. MUSHROOM SWISS BABY &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Bugis street was next, walked around for a few hours and our legs were cramp as ever. Went to any shops to have a seat but none were available. Lol. Then bought military shorts! \m/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pfft the jacket was GRRR! Nevermind shall not talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;Went to cotton on and Jy tried on some shoes, just to get rid of the ache machine. Lol. I had to be her 'servant'. Pfft! Went back to Bugis street to find the $2 slippers that she saw. Found it at last, but it was in a horrendous colour and design. Took off with 851. Finally got a seat. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought the day through and texted Jy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advice from Jy: &lt;i&gt;"Think of it that he don't want you and him to be awkward. And giving you a chance to interact with him. If not if he give you false hope, then you confess and he reject you will be even more sad right? Be positive man baby."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh I'm so touched k. (': Well-thought thought (:&lt;br /&gt;That cheered me up quite a lil' other than the whole trip. Didn't manage to snap a few pictures. Well, not even one. Well, Jy isn't a photo-holic unlike me )':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Right. Another thing. I've abruptly changed my mind about pure chemistry class. No way no way I'll be going to that class. Ignorance is bliss, baby! I've decided it's either Triple Science or Pure Biology.&lt;br /&gt;I changed my mind.. Because of some things I want to avoid. Not being a coward here, but seriously, ignorance is bliss. Like really. I've experienced this quite a lot nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing, I'm definitely keeping Ath's advice in mind. (: Not saying it here cause it's rather private I think. It's about sweety mango pie. \m/ I love things regarding him. It always comes to me as positive news. Unless there's a mishap or something )': *touch wood*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohmyyyyy! 10 more days, 10 more days! 10 more days to being 14, officially! :D I love being a young baby. *blush*. 23rd October, don't come so fast, I'll miss being sweet thirteen, altho' its not really sweet. But quite sweet la. Beginning of the year was sweet enough. And.. some things :}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Altho' I'm not really looking forward to my birthday, but I am. Lol. I'm awaiting.. something. *blush*&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to it, cause I'll be going out with Lisa and Nadiah! For Photography Day :}&lt;br /&gt;I'm not looking forward to it because of the fact that I'll be older ): And that it's only a matter of days that I'll leave secondary 2. )': This is more saddening. And the fact of me prolly leaving Jy is sadder )': Okay shucks that just reminded me of the farewell gifts!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleah anyway no one is reading this. Pfft.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2448173741786907819-9028552798579780665?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/9028552798579780665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=9028552798579780665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/9028552798579780665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/9028552798579780665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2010/10/space-time-difference-between-woman-man.html' title='Space, time, the difference between a woman &amp; a man.'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-5941696126962475171</id><published>2010-10-12T20:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T20:51:30.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>16 February 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;You just seemed so perfect at that time. I didn't know if I was supposed to follow my feelings or to follow my priorities. I guess I chose feelings and everything just went down the drain.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Well, not exactly.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;So from there, everything started until now. It has been 7 months and 26 days.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Any regrets? No. No regrets at all.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Sometimes, I do feel a tinge of regret, but it goes away really quickly. I don't know why I just love this feeling. Its like a game. One second I'll go like, "OMG HE *blahblahblah* OMG HE'S SO CUTE!"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Then the next moment I'll go like, " ARGH I BET HE DOESN'T LIKE ME )':" &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;For me, its thrilling this way rather than to know myself that either one is true or not. Heh, Ilina's the one who influenced me. And I threw away the hope of being in a relationship at this period of time. The teenage years.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Like come on. What Jerwie said is true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;It goes something like this, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Having a boyfriend in secondary school life? What can he give you? Presents that he used his mother's money to buy?"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;OMG THAT'S LIKE SO TRUE CAN! Bleah. So yeah, I stopped that desire to have a relationship. Prolly they won't last long. The guy's feelings and emotions aren't mature yet, and please, he can provide you with NOTHING. Not even true love and care. Simply because of the fact that he is a pathetic little guy, who is only what, 14? Yes. That simple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Won't you girls want a guy that's mature an able to care, support and give you unconditional love when you're older like prolly around 20 years old? That's like 6 more years. Don't tell me you guys all have itchy backsides and want sooo much affection and can't wait for another 6 or more years or so?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Prolly you guys want these type of relationships cause you don't feel loved by your friends and family? That's downright pathetic and sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;For me, I'm fine with having a crush. I don't need that special guy to get into a relationship with me and whatsoever. Its really really fine if he's just one of my close friends. That way, I'd learn to treasure him and our friendship a lot. More so, I would know how to care for people and also love them. As friends.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I don't care about people having relationships now. I really don't. Its your life, your say. I've got nothing to do with it. Just that if you get heartbroken one day, don't come running to me with tears in your eyes. Sorry, I don't have much time to put aside for you people. You were seriously asking for it. Not me. So why do you come to me asking for care and love from me, when the person who hurt you was not me, but someone else? Since you wanted care and love from THAT person that hurt you, why don't you get back the same amount of care and love you need to heal your broken heart? Talk about true love huh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I once yearned for true love. Well, who didn't, right? Of course, there was prolly a time in your life that you felt really unwanted by most friends and sometimes your own family and wanted another person to give you the same amount of love to compensate for the amount of love lost. I understand that, I truly do. You're in a situation where you feel that everyone is against you and the only person that seemed to agree with you was your own heart.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I realised that from a few days back, I realised that people who were tied down by relationships at this age, you have a sad life. Come on. Look into the future. In another 10 years or so, you're gonna get married, tied down with a family and husband/wife. And that's gonna go on until another what, 50-60 years? That's if you have a long life. If not, you'll live until then for another 30-40 years being tied down.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;That's really sad. Take my advice people. Learn as much as you can now, reap the good things and then, get tied down.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;It will be exciting if, that special guy/ girl treats you superrrr nicely and act as if you're lovers but you guys aren't in a relationship. Seriously, it'll be more fun. Whatever, you guys may think that it'll just be playing around with other people's feelings but hey, don't think so highly of yourself. That person may, or may not like you. Just, don't develop the wrong feelings.. You need to be smart. That's all.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Right, I'll get down to the main point. I have a crush on *insertname*. He's really nice and sweet and cute. *melts*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Okayyyy no. This is a sensible post. Not gonna talk about that sweety mango pie guy. :B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Lesson learnt: I won't get a boyf until I'm &lt;s&gt;at least 20 &lt;/s&gt;&amp;nbsp;Okay maybe 18!&amp;nbsp;(:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lesson Lisa learnt: Get as much friends as possible instead of searching for that perfect guy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2448173741786907819-5941696126962475171?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/5941696126962475171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=5941696126962475171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/5941696126962475171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/5941696126962475171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2010/10/16-february-2010.html' title='16 February 2010'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-6495338754588216510</id><published>2010-10-11T20:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T20:47:57.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>_____, you're so fine.</title><content type='html'>Exams ended today. Oh my! I know right!&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, went to watch Eat. Pray. Love with Ilina and Jiayu after the guys didn't want to go and went for something else. Pfft.&lt;br /&gt;Walked around AMK hub and contemplated whether we should buy the bag from cotton on.&lt;br /&gt;Lol, decided not to cause it was kinda expensive. Headed off to macs to get some ice-creeeaaam! :D&lt;br /&gt;McFlurry brightened up my day, and walked again around AMK to see some bags but failed.&lt;br /&gt;Went back to AMK hub to see my long awaited pencilcase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i bought the red one YAY! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pshh. This blog post is so kiddy.&lt;br /&gt;Well who cares, I'm not revealing much things here. I dont like it. I just don't have the mood.&lt;br /&gt;I'm seriously depressed. Shouldn't have had this feeling started since 16th February 2010.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise I'll provide details on this soon..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2448173741786907819-6495338754588216510?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/6495338754588216510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=6495338754588216510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/6495338754588216510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/6495338754588216510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-love-you-freedom.html' title='_____, you&apos;re so fine.'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-8730451064209085700</id><published>2010-09-06T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T17:06:42.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything seems amazing.</title><content type='html'>Hey.&lt;br /&gt;Got back results. I guess it was okay, not that bad though. Would've gotten better results for Math and Higher Malay. A2 for both of em'. Wanted to get an A1 but my hopes were dashed when I failed the first math test. But &amp;nbsp;the second test saved my life cause I got full marks. Awesome thang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I won't reveal my results here cause.. Well I have my own reasons. I don't want people to think that I'm showing off whatsover. People of AMKSS Secondary 2 level, check your maximum marks for Geography and Literature, man. I rocked that. And well, apparently some people think that its stupid to post up marks online. Pffft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've been reading my previous post and they ALL seem more interesting than the posts that I put up lately. Why is that happening? Prolly my life is too boring nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gahhh. Now I don't have the mood to do work already. Sigh. Nevermind. I shall... do my homework later. Actually I'm supposed to type out my notes on the computer but ended up finding album art for my songs. Pshh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaykaykaykay. I neeeeeda help my mum do the assignment given by daddy. *pouts*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- I got (insertnumber) As! :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2448173741786907819-8730451064209085700?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/8730451064209085700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=8730451064209085700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/8730451064209085700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/8730451064209085700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2010/09/everything-seems-amazing.html' title='Everything seems amazing.'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-8812114472479928467</id><published>2010-09-04T18:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T19:08:51.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Papers (L)</title><content type='html'>Okay Imma gonna post up all pictures! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three events that went on ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Iftar with Nadiah And Lisa&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Baking Session&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be Yourself Day&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iftar with Nadiah and Lisa! -- 280810&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Lisa and Nadiah to buka at Geylang (:&lt;br /&gt;Met at 3pm @ AMK mrt station and headed to geylang straight. Walked around the bazaar to kill time. Then we headed to CITY PLAZA! To find clothes for BYD on teachers day celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lisa found this top she liked at one of the shops but it costed like a whopping $23. Lol, yes. Whopping.&lt;br /&gt;But she couldn't try it on cause the item was an "on-sale" kinda item. So she was confused and didn't know what to do. So we went upstairs to look for Nadiah's and my costume. We found this shop that was featured on Budget Barbie on @ Clicknetwork. We got all jumpy cause the things there were uber cheap. Like $10 for a top! And the tops were like super niceee. So all three of us found a matching top but we couldn't try it on cause it was an item "on sale" again. Pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after pondering, Nadiah bought it. Lisa said that she'll buy the $23 top and I was like "._. WHAT SHOULD I BUYYY?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And&amp;nbsp;they laughed at me. Greaaaat ._. So yeah, Lisa bought the top. Then we walked around again to find MY top. We saw this shop's price tag, which was, "$10-$15" Then I was like, "EH LULU LULU!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;LOL! I knowww. Then we saw the top (that i was wearing for BYD) and bought it without hesitations. Heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we actually wanted to break our fast at Arnold's but the queue was super long so we gave up. Then we went out of city plaza and headed to This Fashion. Saw a bench and grabbed it, since Lisa was already complaining that her feet was hurting. Tsk tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snapped some pictures and then headed off to the foood bazaar! My favourite. Lisa and I saw envelope bags and went ga-ga over em'. But we didn't buy cause the bags were not in perfect condition and there were like scratches on the bag )':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad max ): &amp;nbsp;Then we bought some foooood! After that, we headed to Joo Chiat, to find places to sit. But there weren't any. So we just sat along the small steps. LOL. Sad right. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wanted to take a group pic but couldn't put the camera on self-timer cause we couldn't put the camera somewhere far cause there was this fair going on in front of us. So Nadiah went around to ask people to help us take a group photo. Lol. And we succeeded! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited for the azan and wooooo! Broke our fast for a jiffy and then went to pasar Geylang to eat - Reafood. LOLLLLL, as mentioned by Lisa. Hahahaaaa. Then snapped some random photos. And then trained home with Nadiah, since Lisa dropped at Serangoon (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome day spent! (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIdxyCeeqI/AAAAAAAAAoU/ix9RtIeSL5U/s1600/1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIdxyCeeqI/AAAAAAAAAoU/ix9RtIeSL5U/s320/1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;First Pic of the day&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIId1ArGfsI/AAAAAAAAAoc/wCfVhdY-jJY/s1600/2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIId1ArGfsI/AAAAAAAAAoc/wCfVhdY-jJY/s320/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lisa and meeee!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIId6Aj23-I/AAAAAAAAAok/lXm2y3zHswk/s1600/3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIId6Aj23-I/AAAAAAAAAok/lXm2y3zHswk/s320/3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;FB PP. (:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIId9oAIh2I/AAAAAAAAAos/GyrhnYEkg5Y/s1600/4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIId9oAIh2I/AAAAAAAAAos/GyrhnYEkg5Y/s320/4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nadiahhhh looking out for people to help us snap photos. 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margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIe9u4wzpI/AAAAAAAAAq8/RCNaSKsQpVE/s1600/22.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIe9u4wzpI/AAAAAAAAAq8/RCNaSKsQpVE/s320/22.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIfF7r2GRI/AAAAAAAAArE/337KUJBJkqg/s1600/23.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIfF7r2GRI/AAAAAAAAArE/337KUJBJkqg/s320/23.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIfMoPxPBI/AAAAAAAAArM/hVpSJfgq20M/s1600/24.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIfMoPxPBI/AAAAAAAAArM/hVpSJfgq20M/s320/24.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I look like some tourist LOL.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIfTlxclOI/AAAAAAAAArU/WqhzdJrRzgw/s1600/25.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIfTlxclOI/AAAAAAAAArU/WqhzdJrRzgw/s320/25.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIfaGV9k1I/AAAAAAAAArc/H0zyd4g83so/s1600/27.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIfaGV9k1I/AAAAAAAAArc/H0zyd4g83so/s320/27.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIfgQkSZeI/AAAAAAAAArk/eHeRkiyXsGg/s1600/28.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIfgQkSZeI/AAAAAAAAArk/eHeRkiyXsGg/s320/28.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nadiah : "WAIT"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIfmb__YtI/AAAAAAAAArs/HEBBp81kAFk/s1600/29.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIfmb__YtI/AAAAAAAAArs/HEBBp81kAFk/s320/29.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me: *LAUGH*&lt;br /&gt;Nadiah : *LAUGH*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIftGKQwzI/AAAAAAAAAr0/e-OLOVcYIr0/s1600/30.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIftGKQwzI/AAAAAAAAAr0/e-OLOVcYIr0/s320/30.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me: Still laughing&lt;br /&gt;Nadiah: Still laughing.&lt;br /&gt;Photographer (Lisa) : "Eh I walk away then you know argh!"&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIgKL6cZZI/AAAAAAAAAr8/8m_W85uO844/s1600/31.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIgKL6cZZI/AAAAAAAAAr8/8m_W85uO844/s320/31.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Controlling my laughter, loll.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIgPyWElhI/AAAAAAAAAsE/Ed28amxqGCw/s1600/32.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIgPyWElhI/AAAAAAAAAsE/Ed28amxqGCw/s320/32.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Notice that Nadiah bend her head so low. LOL&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIgVhdUx9I/AAAAAAAAAsM/673XUEwq7GU/s1600/33.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIgVhdUx9I/AAAAAAAAAsM/673XUEwq7GU/s320/33.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIgdqkRohI/AAAAAAAAAsU/dLU6huK50FY/s1600/34.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIgdqkRohI/AAAAAAAAAsU/dLU6huK50FY/s320/34.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Unglam-ness.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIgjKjFLoI/AAAAAAAAAsc/iEt1nzQ4ehQ/s1600/35.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIgjKjFLoI/AAAAAAAAAsc/iEt1nzQ4ehQ/s320/35.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIgmeHj7SI/AAAAAAAAAsk/acVAEfhj77o/s1600/36.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIgmeHj7SI/AAAAAAAAAsk/acVAEfhj77o/s320/36.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIguBcXd0I/AAAAAAAAAss/gFdAfNcLKWw/s1600/37.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIguBcXd0I/AAAAAAAAAss/gFdAfNcLKWw/s320/37.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIgzRByRqI/AAAAAAAAAs0/YE__sIhuJ-o/s1600/38.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIgzRByRqI/AAAAAAAAAs0/YE__sIhuJ-o/s320/38.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lol, I look like I'm gonna give a speech. HAHA.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIg4MLrvWI/AAAAAAAAAs8/ttBUbp8IQiI/s1600/39.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIg4MLrvWI/AAAAAAAAAs8/ttBUbp8IQiI/s320/39.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIeNODnUkI/AAAAAAAAApM/OZevqxy1gmI/s1600/8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIg88BxKUI/AAAAAAAAAtE/Ky6hitOnWrs/s1600/40.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIg88BxKUI/AAAAAAAAAtE/Ky6hitOnWrs/s320/40.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIhAjymcGI/AAAAAAAAAtM/GAc8vSg5tfo/s1600/41.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIhAjymcGI/AAAAAAAAAtM/GAc8vSg5tfo/s320/41.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Look at their faces. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIhHYVq3FI/AAAAAAAAAtU/SxRGiNh6hIc/s1600/42.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIhHYVq3FI/AAAAAAAAAtU/SxRGiNh6hIc/s320/42.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;candid :D&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIhAjymcGI/AAAAAAAAAtM/GAc8vSg5tfo/s1600/41.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIhOB2pFuI/AAAAAAAAAtc/_nlw_OAz86k/s1600/43.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIhOB2pFuI/AAAAAAAAAtc/_nlw_OAz86k/s320/43.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIhRuid3dI/AAAAAAAAAtk/yiBa2kpyh3s/s1600/44.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIhRuid3dI/AAAAAAAAAtk/yiBa2kpyh3s/s320/44.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIhZZiYAwI/AAAAAAAAAts/KCvJNTy8qIg/s1600/45.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIhZZiYAwI/AAAAAAAAAts/KCvJNTy8qIg/s320/45.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIhckZV4rI/AAAAAAAAAt0/WVmyPHAV9Tw/s1600/46.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIhckZV4rI/AAAAAAAAAt0/WVmyPHAV9Tw/s320/46.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; 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margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIi0qQuJII/AAAAAAAAAv8/09JXRrRhIio/s1600/63.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIi0qQuJII/AAAAAAAAAv8/09JXRrRhIio/s320/63.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIi3oLL36I/AAAAAAAAAwE/jk1JF_2nTYk/s1600/64.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIi3oLL36I/AAAAAAAAAwE/jk1JF_2nTYk/s320/64.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIi8SdPbtI/AAAAAAAAAwM/uvkrLj4gf3g/s1600/65.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIi8SdPbtI/AAAAAAAAAwM/uvkrLj4gf3g/s320/65.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last picture of the day; AWESOME OR WHATTTT!?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIhHYVq3FI/AAAAAAAAAtU/SxRGiNh6hIc/s1600/42.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baking Session! -- 290810&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Rumaizah, Jiayu and Erfa to bake cupcakes for Teachers' Day. Met up with Rumaizah at the supermarket at 11am and bought the stuff to bake cakes. Erfa was late, as usual and came soon after we picked most of the things. Typical Erfa. Anyway, we then headed to MCD to pick Jiayu up and then headed to Rumaizah's crib.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, measured the flour, butter and stuff. Rumaizah and Jy took care of the flour stuff while Erfa and I made the icing and coloured it. The other side (R &amp;amp; JY) made mistakes to the mixture. They put in 4 teaspoons of baking powder, because they thought they needed to put in 12 teaspoons. But it's actually half a teaspoon. Good thing I checked on them when they were putting in the 4th spoon. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my side, the icing was too watery. :/&lt;br /&gt;Basically. the whole thing was a FAIL. BUT! The cupcakes turned out uber yummy. (well, I think so (:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PICTURES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIOdoe8rQI/AAAAAAAAAlk/6WMn-mrF4Rg/s1600/DSCN0807.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIOdoe8rQI/AAAAAAAAAlk/6WMn-mrF4Rg/s320/DSCN0807.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jiayu making the batter.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIOjpCHV2I/AAAAAAAAAls/rwdVuJYLD4I/s1600/DSCN0808.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIOjpCHV2I/AAAAAAAAAls/rwdVuJYLD4I/s320/DSCN0808.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Erfa and I doing the icing (:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIOoytTr0I/AAAAAAAAAl0/moLQcAWT4Lg/s1600/DSCN0809.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIOoytTr0I/AAAAAAAAAl0/moLQcAWT4Lg/s320/DSCN0809.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;RUUU! And her sissy.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIOjpCHV2I/AAAAAAAAAls/rwdVuJYLD4I/s1600/DSCN0808.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIOu0Pq-WI/AAAAAAAAAl8/R4mZ0ZF1Qxw/s1600/DSCN0810.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIOu0Pq-WI/AAAAAAAAAl8/R4mZ0ZF1Qxw/s320/DSCN0810.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Erfa. Notice her stained hands. HAHAHAA.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIOoytTr0I/AAAAAAAAAl0/moLQcAWT4Lg/s1600/DSCN0809.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIO25IMF1I/AAAAAAAAAmE/2v-p6zNBuRk/s1600/DSCN0811.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIO25IMF1I/AAAAAAAAAmE/2v-p6zNBuRk/s320/DSCN0811.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Before baking.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIPBP_9wwI/AAAAAAAAAmM/7W8UAxhDx-k/s1600/DSCN0812.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIPBP_9wwI/AAAAAAAAAmM/7W8UAxhDx-k/s320/DSCN0812.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hangin' out in the oven.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIPHmquazI/AAAAAAAAAmU/yRxWPRGrMHA/s1600/DSCN0813.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIPHmquazI/AAAAAAAAAmU/yRxWPRGrMHA/s320/DSCN0813.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Adding the icing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIPMLzm3II/AAAAAAAAAmc/3HQmhEvXTqw/s1600/DSCN0814.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIPMLzm3II/AAAAAAAAAmc/3HQmhEvXTqw/s320/DSCN0814.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of my fave :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIPQFxd--I/AAAAAAAAAmk/_FCbSnfhSNk/s1600/DSCN0815.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIPQFxd--I/AAAAAAAAAmk/_FCbSnfhSNk/s320/DSCN0815.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;LOL, flooded.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIPUK8ERtI/AAAAAAAAAms/epcPBRU03Js/s1600/DSCN0816.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIPUK8ERtI/AAAAAAAAAms/epcPBRU03Js/s320/DSCN0816.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Star-shaped oneee :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIPY_GHnhI/AAAAAAAAAm0/p02xCGhev88/s1600/DSCN0817.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIPY_GHnhI/AAAAAAAAAm0/p02xCGhev88/s320/DSCN0817.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I likeee the purple one and the alien's so cuteeee !&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIPeW52FUI/AAAAAAAAAm8/RESw85RGxYY/s1600/DSCN0818.JPG" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIPeW52FUI/AAAAAAAAAm8/RESw85RGxYY/s320/DSCN0818.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIPvhnAjYI/AAAAAAAAAnU/yNAQfbW7LNs/s1600/DSCN0821.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIPvhnAjYI/AAAAAAAAAnU/yNAQfbW7LNs/s320/DSCN0821.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;ALL&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIP0D-ai-I/AAAAAAAAAnc/rE60gyYUN_s/s1600/DSCN0823.JPG" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIP0D-ai-I/AAAAAAAAAnc/rE60gyYUN_s/s320/DSCN0823.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIQL0uujHI/AAAAAAAAAn8/6d8x9IwgwoI/s1600/DSCN0827.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIQL0uujHI/AAAAAAAAAn8/6d8x9IwgwoI/s320/DSCN0827.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This one was for Mr Pang. Lol.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIQCQkogCI/AAAAAAAAAns/lKMdUgW-Xow/s1600/DSCN0825.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIQCQkogCI/AAAAAAAAAns/lKMdUgW-Xow/s320/DSCN0825.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The initial says it all. For Mdm J. (:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIQHDPJrhI/AAAAAAAAAn0/MVZLIsOh7u4/s1600/DSCN0826.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIQHDPJrhI/AAAAAAAAAn0/MVZLIsOh7u4/s320/DSCN0826.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I likeee this one (:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIOu0Pq-WI/AAAAAAAAAl8/R4mZ0ZF1Qxw/s1600/DSCN0810.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIPkXJ0LcI/AAAAAAAAAnE/5PexKHaBWGY/s1600/DSCN0819.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIPkXJ0LcI/AAAAAAAAAnE/5PexKHaBWGY/s320/DSCN0819.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIPqIG6CSI/AAAAAAAAAnM/Wkap8FDt8nY/s1600/DSCN0820.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIPqIG6CSI/AAAAAAAAAnM/Wkap8FDt8nY/s320/DSCN0820.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIP47ora6I/AAAAAAAAAnk/nR8sGzM482E/s1600/DSCN0824.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIP47ora6I/AAAAAAAAAnk/nR8sGzM482E/s320/DSCN0824.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIQWXrSwpI/AAAAAAAAAoE/ZnzCG0fySGg/s1600/DSCN0828.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIQWXrSwpI/AAAAAAAAAoE/ZnzCG0fySGg/s320/DSCN0828.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Yourself Day -- 300810&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Although I look rather ... (insertword)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Well, started the day off, wanted to meet Wanlin at the bustop @ 7 am but instead her bus ARRIVED at 7am so she asked me to go without her first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;So yeah, went to school, donned with my 'lulu' outfit. Heehee. Met Lisa and Nadiah in the class and they asked me to do a runway show for them LOL. But I didn't la. Lol.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Anyway, got on with the celebrations and snapped some pictures after that! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 6px; padding-top: 6px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TH-pWiAWsPI/AAAAAAAAAg0/LllN9A66qNM/s1600/DSCN0832.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TH-pWiAWsPI/AAAAAAAAAg0/LllN9A66qNM/s320/DSCN0832.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px; padding-top: 4px; text-align: center;"&gt;Candid #1&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 6px; padding-top: 6px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TH-ppbqpCaI/AAAAAAAAAg8/POGQ-OLQBCI/s1600/DSCN0833.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TH-ppbqpCaI/AAAAAAAAAg8/POGQ-OLQBCI/s320/DSCN0833.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px; padding-top: 4px; text-align: center;"&gt;Candid #2&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 6px; padding-top: 6px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TH-pyJH-mTI/AAAAAAAAAhE/ZktM-77VryA/s1600/DSCN0834.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TH-pyJH-mTI/AAAAAAAAAhE/ZktM-77VryA/s320/DSCN0834.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px; padding-top: 4px; text-align: center;"&gt;Candid #3&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 6px; padding-top: 6px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TH-p708b5tI/AAAAAAAAAhM/Npm-oUEtcr4/s1600/DSCN0835.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TH-p708b5tI/AAAAAAAAAhM/Npm-oUEtcr4/s320/DSCN0835.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px; padding-top: 4px; text-align: center;"&gt;Finally, a proper one (:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 6px; padding-top: 6px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TH-qZU7b9TI/AAAAAAAAAhU/lR_A1SEuLhw/s1600/DSCN0836.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TH-qZU7b9TI/AAAAAAAAAhU/lR_A1SEuLhw/s320/DSCN0836.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px; padding-top: 4px; text-align: center;"&gt;Candid #4&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 6px; padding-top: 6px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TH-ql0Nfv8I/AAAAAAAAAhc/kEIO_bo3u2Y/s1600/DSCN0837.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TH-ql0Nfv8I/AAAAAAAAAhc/kEIO_bo3u2Y/s320/DSCN0837.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px; padding-top: 4px; text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah, a full picture (:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Now, time for the solo pictures/ group pictures! (L)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;WITH NADIAH! :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 6px; padding-top: 6px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TH-rskBX8bI/AAAAAAAAAhk/9PnDHFffrv0/s1600/DSCN0838.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TH-rskBX8bI/AAAAAAAAAhk/9PnDHFffrv0/s320/DSCN0838.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px; padding-top: 4px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Attempt 1- Failed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 6px; padding-top: 6px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TH-sEQuCDoI/AAAAAAAAAhs/o5VPz9_TziI/s1600/DSCN0839.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TH-sEQuCDoI/AAAAAAAAAhs/o5VPz9_TziI/s320/DSCN0839.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px; padding-top: 4px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Attempt 2 - Failed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TH-sL5t4lKI/AAAAAAAAAh0/zhELyYqmQ84/s1600/DSCN0840.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TH-sL5t4lKI/AAAAAAAAAh0/zhELyYqmQ84/s320/DSCN0840.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Attempt 3 - SUCCESS :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 6px; padding-top: 6px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TH-slM_nF5I/AAAAAAAAAh8/DPrdCbRwmfk/s1600/DSCN0841.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TH-slM_nF5I/AAAAAAAAAh8/DPrdCbRwmfk/s320/DSCN0841.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px; padding-top: 4px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;With Dinie! No failed attempts! :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 6px; padding-top: 6px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TH-st1rCUKI/AAAAAAAAAiE/LVkHcvlRCFg/s1600/DSCN0842.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TH-st1rCUKI/AAAAAAAAAiE/LVkHcvlRCFg/s320/DSCN0842.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px; padding-top: 4px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Lol, Nadiah -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TH-st1rCUKI/AAAAAAAAAiE/LVkHcvlRCFg/s1600/DSCN0842.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 6px; padding-top: 6px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TH-s55-Ry3I/AAAAAAAAAiM/RjBExqAAfo8/s1600/DSCN0843.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TH-s55-Ry3I/AAAAAAAAAiM/RjBExqAAfo8/s320/DSCN0843.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px; padding-top: 4px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;With Wanlin! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TH-s55-Ry3I/AAAAAAAAAiM/RjBExqAAfo8/s1600/DSCN0843.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 6px; padding-top: 6px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TH-tGfBvFlI/AAAAAAAAAiU/3riJ3x9ttzg/s1600/DSCN0844.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TH-tGfBvFlI/AAAAAAAAAiU/3riJ3x9ttzg/s320/DSCN0844.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px; padding-top: 4px; text-align: center;"&gt;With my bestiebooo! Jiayu :}&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 6px; padding-top: 6px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TH-tSsGMQyI/AAAAAAAAAic/4tVUJ22-URU/s1600/DSCN0846.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TH-tSsGMQyI/AAAAAAAAAic/4tVUJ22-URU/s320/DSCN0846.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px; padding-top: 4px; text-align: center;"&gt;With Ilina!:D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 6px; padding-top: 6px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIEsqYyG6I/AAAAAAAAAjc/4DK2Yvccyf8/s1600/DSCN0848.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIEsqYyG6I/AAAAAAAAAjc/4DK2Yvccyf8/s320/DSCN0848.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px; padding-top: 4px; text-align: center;"&gt;Crazily photograhed group pic which I madly refused to join in.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 6px; padding-top: 6px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIE0XEfAFI/AAAAAAAAAjk/N1Bopii3wUg/s1600/DSCN0849.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIE0XEfAFI/AAAAAAAAAjk/N1Bopii3wUg/s320/DSCN0849.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px; padding-top: 4px; text-align: center;"&gt;Group pic (:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 6px; padding-top: 6px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIE69ymIaI/AAAAAAAAAjs/sma3IXTUWQ4/s1600/DSCN0850.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIE69ymIaI/AAAAAAAAAjs/sma3IXTUWQ4/s320/DSCN0850.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px; padding-top: 4px; text-align: center;"&gt;Renald Loh! :D&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 6px; padding-top: 6px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIFAgBtbOI/AAAAAAAAAj0/J1TeQPRS_ts/s1600/DSCN0852.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIFAgBtbOI/AAAAAAAAAj0/J1TeQPRS_ts/s320/DSCN0852.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px; padding-top: 4px; text-align: center;"&gt;With RENA! :D The smart and cute one. Hehee. (:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 6px; padding-top: 6px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIFGs8ictI/AAAAAAAAAj8/7HKY_ilpaCA/s1600/DSCN0853.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIFGs8ictI/AAAAAAAAAj8/7HKY_ilpaCA/s320/DSCN0853.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px; padding-top: 4px; text-align: center;"&gt;With Madeleine! Prettay oneee :D&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 6px; padding-top: 6px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIFNOLbCDI/AAAAAAAAAkE/NtoYuegpndE/s1600/DSCN0854.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIFNOLbCDI/AAAAAAAAAkE/NtoYuegpndE/s320/DSCN0854.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px; padding-top: 4px; text-align: center;"&gt;With Amelia, another pretty oneee. (:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 6px; padding-top: 6px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIFTGGXGpI/AAAAAAAAAkM/VTcITfsNnyg/s1600/DSCN0855.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIFTGGXGpI/AAAAAAAAAkM/VTcITfsNnyg/s320/DSCN0855.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px; padding-top: 4px; text-align: center;"&gt;With VENUS! Another pretty oneee *jealous*&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 6px; padding-top: 6px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIFYvmTm-I/AAAAAAAAAkU/5_-wUppwEBM/s1600/DSCN0858.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIFYvmTm-I/AAAAAAAAAkU/5_-wUppwEBM/s320/DSCN0858.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px; padding-top: 4px; text-align: center;"&gt;With JOSEF! :D FYI; This picture was a 4th attempt. FUSSY MUCH!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 6px; padding-top: 6px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIFdEov1rI/AAAAAAAAAkc/AUqu8gAZFIk/s1600/DSCN0860.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIFdEov1rI/AAAAAAAAAkc/AUqu8gAZFIk/s320/DSCN0860.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px; padding-top: 4px; text-align: center;"&gt;ILINA RAI SIA LI ANN! :D&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 6px; padding-top: 6px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIFi96kBhI/AAAAAAAAAkk/TfRA_pvbGVY/s1600/DSCN0861.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIFi96kBhI/AAAAAAAAAkk/TfRA_pvbGVY/s320/DSCN0861.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px; padding-top: 4px; text-align: center;"&gt;ILINA RAI SIA LI ANN!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 6px; padding-top: 6px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIFnyINkMI/AAAAAAAAAks/sCrAf_mgxRk/s1600/DSCN0863.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIFnyINkMI/AAAAAAAAAks/sCrAf_mgxRk/s320/DSCN0863.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px; padding-top: 4px; text-align: center;"&gt;With Yi Ting (:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 6px; padding-top: 6px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIF907IzoI/AAAAAAAAAk8/_JXiY2c_aaI/s1600/DSCN0865.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIF907IzoI/AAAAAAAAAk8/_JXiY2c_aaI/s320/DSCN0865.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px; padding-top: 4px; text-align: center;"&gt;With Wennhao and Ilina. I swear this picture was damn funny!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 6px; padding-top: 6px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIGEi0uhKI/AAAAAAAAAlE/9yB5UEZaKQ0/s1600/DSCN0866.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIGEi0uhKI/AAAAAAAAAlE/9yB5UEZaKQ0/s320/DSCN0866.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px; padding-top: 4px; text-align: center;"&gt;With KAYVEN! :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 6px; padding-top: 6px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIGOKU7zRI/AAAAAAAAAlM/TRryfRu_ZdA/s1600/DSCN0867.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIGOKU7zRI/AAAAAAAAAlM/TRryfRu_ZdA/s320/DSCN0867.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px; padding-top: 4px; text-align: center;"&gt;LEELIN! :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 6px; padding-top: 6px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIGUfoJeSI/AAAAAAAAAlU/J-DEpCnx40o/s1600/DSCN0868.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIGUfoJeSI/AAAAAAAAAlU/J-DEpCnx40o/s320/DSCN0868.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px; padding-top: 4px; text-align: center;"&gt;MEIQI! :D&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 6px; padding-top: 6px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIGaxO8NDI/AAAAAAAAAlc/gAWLFeP8x9k/s1600/DSCN0869.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIGaxO8NDI/AAAAAAAAAlc/gAWLFeP8x9k/s320/DSCN0869.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px; padding-top: 4px; text-align: center;"&gt;Lol, i can come up with a sitch'. Okay it goes like this..&lt;br /&gt;Me; "YAYYY SMILE!" :D&lt;br /&gt;Rei Yi: "Eh faster laaa." *looks away*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Went back to NBPS after that, and met Nadra on the bus and we went together. Walk'd around Northpoint to kill time and talked to each other about our lives. Felt good listening to one another after so long. Miss her lots &amp;lt;3&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Anyway, went back to NBPS at about 1.30pm and stayed at the void deck to wait for the others. Bumped into MANY people there. They all looked so different. Oh well, time changes people. Waited for Erfa there and bumped into my pretty junior; Nabihah. Like OMG la, she's like damn pretty can. And not to mention smart as well. *jealous x10000000*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Talked to her while waiting for Erfa and finally, that missy came along so I had to leave the conversation and went in to give the cupcakes to the teachers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Found Miss Lee (Mrs Lim), Cikgu Nora, Miss Chia (Mdm Chia), and lots more luh.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;We even saw that stalker, right Erfa? Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Walked home with her and recalled all the memories. Awww (':&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;OKAY I'M DONE WITH THE POST! :D &amp;nbsp;YAYNESSS :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Byebyeeee (L)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2448173741786907819-8812114472479928467?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/8812114472479928467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=8812114472479928467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/8812114472479928467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/8812114472479928467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2010/09/papers-l.html' title='Papers (L)'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TIIdxyCeeqI/AAAAAAAAAoU/ix9RtIeSL5U/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-6317153173655667817</id><published>2010-09-03T21:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T16:25:26.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feel free to ask anything!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Hi! do u have www.asк.fm account? it looks like a new sensation after formspring. everybody talking about it. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;- Yep, but I don't publicise it just yet (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="formspringmeFooter"&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/2448173741786907819-6317153173655667817?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/6317153173655667817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=6317153173655667817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/6317153173655667817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/6317153173655667817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2010/09/hi-do-u-have-wwwasfm-account-it-looks.html' title='Feel free to ask anything!'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-3316235749287229578</id><published>2010-08-28T23:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T23:39:39.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lulu.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/THktnnd4jZI/AAAAAAAAAgk/WeBoNVAP54k/s1600/RED+LIPS!.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="318" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/THktnnd4jZI/AAAAAAAAAgk/WeBoNVAP54k/s320/RED+LIPS!.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hot or whatttt?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY WAS MAJOR AWESOME-NESS!&lt;br /&gt;Bought a tie dyed shirt :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will post up a more detailed post and pictures soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Have you done something that made someone smile today?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2448173741786907819-3316235749287229578?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/3316235749287229578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=3316235749287229578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/3316235749287229578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/3316235749287229578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2010/08/today-was-major-awesome-ness-bought-tie.html' title='Lulu.'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/THktnnd4jZI/AAAAAAAAAgk/WeBoNVAP54k/s72-c/RED+LIPS!.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-783204056603747379</id><published>2010-08-28T12:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T12:58:42.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect Mannequin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/THiPCEcd4xI/AAAAAAAAAgc/zNkJx9Kiw2o/s1600/tumblr_l5dntvxOfi1qcx2kpo1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/THiPCEcd4xI/AAAAAAAAAgc/zNkJx9Kiw2o/s320/tumblr_l5dntvxOfi1qcx2kpo1_500.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;Yoh, will be going out sooooon to meet Nadiah and Lisa for buka today YAY! :D And guess what, we're heading to the bazaar at Geylang. Haha, Nadiah's idea.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;EXCITEDDDDDDD! :D Will be heading to city plaza to shop later on tooooo! :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;Will try and snap pictures too (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;Tag replies :&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;Renald : I KNOW! HAHAHA. It ain't gonna be easy forgetting someone you knw, brace yourself :/ tagged!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;- Heh, yeah I know :/ I guess I've fallen again,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;Renald : Hey! Relink me yeah? Thanks, tagged!&amp;nbsp;&lt;img alt=":D" src="http://www6.shoutmix.com/smileys/grin.gif" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 1px; margin-left: 1px; margin-right: 1px; margin-top: 1px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: middle;" title=":D" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;- Will do, soon (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;cite style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;LIZZ :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;hi *whisper* im still awake. shhhh. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;- LOL! Hiiiii!:D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;cite style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Ilina:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;Shamilah, chill.. just do what you want not what you think you should and even if you go to pure chem or bio.. there'll be people there to help too (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;- &amp;nbsp;Yeah, I guesss soo . And I don't think Triple Science's for me.. (: So yeah..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;cite style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Jerwie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, sans-serif;"&gt;hello! tag (: link me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, sans-serif;"&gt;-Heyy! Thanks, what's your link?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;cite style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;WANLIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/cite&gt;&amp;nbsp;:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, sans-serif;"&gt;hey sista&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img alt=":D" src="http://www6.shoutmix.com/smileys/grin.gif" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 1px; margin-left: 1px; margin-right: 1px; margin-top: 1px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: middle;" title=":D" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, sans-serif;"&gt;bored TTM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, sans-serif;"&gt;- Lol, hey sistaaaaaaa! Why are you always online when I'm not?????!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- Baby, take the truth.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2448173741786907819-783204056603747379?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/783204056603747379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=783204056603747379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/783204056603747379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/783204056603747379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2010/08/perfect-mannequin.html' title='Perfect Mannequin'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/THiPCEcd4xI/AAAAAAAAAgc/zNkJx9Kiw2o/s72-c/tumblr_l5dntvxOfi1qcx2kpo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-6420009190249902933</id><published>2010-08-26T23:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T23:08:05.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Party till the morn' Sun.</title><content type='html'>Paragraphs in quotation marks are emotional, so skip it if you want. Bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;I saw that note. Yes, I did. I know it was wrong for me to do so, but I'm sorry I just had to do it. My curiosity got up to me. I don't know, I really don't. I know I don't fit in the the criteria of the perfect girl that you have high expectations of. Who am I? Who am I to control you and to influence you so as to just make me contented. That's just wayyy selfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I know that I'm not as perfect for you. You have those killer looks and heartthrob smile I adore so much but I guess I'll have to give it all up because I know I ain't the girl fit for you. For once, I'll have to be selfish. I can't expect so much from you because I know that and I can hold a candle to your 'perfect girl' and If I keep holding on to this, I'll just hurt myself deeply next time although we have no relation with one another whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That note dashed my feelings. It was hurtful. I'm not trying to self-praise here but I guess I just missed out ONE criteria. And it's really disheartening. I know I'm not the one. But just to find out this way is really heartbreaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, why does religion differences have to get in the way most of the time? I don't care that much. Who cares about religion affecting friendships huh? I mean, we can still have different beliefs but can still be close friends, right? I ensured myself that you were not that type and I gave myself a certain amount of security.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But whatever it is, I'm taking it the easy way and I'll just act normally and still be friends. Good friends, perhaps. The thing is, I was somehow hurt by the words I saw. But fate decides. I can't do anything about it. Whatever will happen, happens.&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, anyway, school's getting really hectic with all the tests and AMA's. I'll have to adapt to the pressure soon and prolly won't blog so much. Will be more active on twitter though. (: If you're wondering, you can ask me for my twitter account aye, I'll be happy to tell you. &amp;nbsp;I've been so tired nowadays. I sleep at about 11pm plus plus. Wake up at 5am and head to school. Get back at about 4pm on an average basis and hit the pillows till its about 6pm ++ Then I'll start on my studies after 8pm. Then wrap up everything at about 11pm. Try to fall asleep by 11.30pm. And this is like my daily routine la, please. Pfft. The thing is, I'll always end up with a headache either at 11pm or in the afternoon when I'm fasting. I guess I'm weak. )':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be breaking fast with the girls this Saturday and I'm like excited ttm! :D Wooooo. We'll be doing some shopping after that for BYD. They have this weird + strange idea of dressing up as.. (insertword) Heh. I shall not reveal. You guys shall find out yourself (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tests this week we're manageable and I kinda cruised thru' easily. (: My hard work paid off, I guess. Man, I really wanna know my geo marks by tomorrow :/ Math was surprisingly easy luh. I even thought it was a joke when teacher told us about how easy the test was. But it was good to know. It boosted my confidence. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home Economics today was... (insertword) Mrs Quek is back! :D YAY-NESSSSSS! :D&lt;br /&gt;I'm like super happy can. (Y) &amp;nbsp;Hehhhhh. (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh, and Higher Malay lesson today was rather... awkward. Heh. Some people would know. (:&lt;br /&gt;I shall not explain here. People would think wrong ley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendships have been getting closer and I've been bonding with lots of people lately. Ironically, I'm getting lamer each day. Oh no. Must be the influence... Right. Anyway, I shall end here then. AHHH JULIA GABRIELS! I'm so over it luh, please.&amp;nbsp;Its getting mundane week by week. We keep doing the same thing. Gosh. Don't know why people pay like over a thousand bucks sia. Good thing I didn't. Oh well, maybe about &amp;nbsp;hundreds instead of thousands prolly. Who cares, Edusave paid it for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to get my beauty sleep. Long day tomorrow. I'm so sick and tired. I need a long-deserving break from school. I'm so shagged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- I ain't just anybody, put your trust in me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2448173741786907819-6420009190249902933?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/6420009190249902933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=6420009190249902933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/6420009190249902933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/6420009190249902933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2010/08/party-till-morn-sun.html' title='Party till the morn&apos; Sun.'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-7012812316597773951</id><published>2010-08-21T23:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T23:05:48.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(L)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TG_NM2T1kEI/AAAAAAAAAgM/mw5U--UTOyI/s1600/Peace+fossil+watch.+.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TG_NM2T1kEI/AAAAAAAAAgM/mw5U--UTOyI/s200/Peace+fossil+watch.+.jpg" width="113" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ahh! Saw this watch online. And I went like " :O THAT IS SOOOOO AWESOME!!!!!!!" &lt;br /&gt;So yeah. Its naissseee ain't it? :D Ahhhh. And the thing is, its like what, 55 bucks? Kinda cheap though.&lt;br /&gt;Man, I would soooo love it if someone bought it for my birthday :&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the bad thing is, my birthday's on a Saturday and probably people won't remember and won't wish me )':&lt;br /&gt;*sobs* ttm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;)': I'll just have to depend on facebook I guess. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooooh! Good news for me, tomorrow I'll be heading to JB with parents and aunt to buy some last minute clothes. Man, hope I can like pick out many many things I likeeee there :D&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm kind of a cheapskate when it comes to shopping. Sometimes I'll ponder for ages for clothes that cost like, $25 ? Hahaha, yes, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay , okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TG_UCbX0XYI/AAAAAAAAAgU/yGnnhWmEkU8/s1600/DKNY+striped+tank+dress..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TG_UCbX0XYI/AAAAAAAAAgU/yGnnhWmEkU8/s320/DKNY+striped+tank+dress..jpg" width="162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Doesn't this tank dress awesome too!?? AHHH!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I seriously need a new wardrobe like really badly. All my clothes are like, BLUEK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I started off with a new wardrobe of bottoms. Now I need tops )':&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm really choosy when it comes to shopping so it takes the whole day for me to find 1 miserable top.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So yea, its really hard )': Besides, some clothes may not look good on everyone. )':&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Alright, my day today was = MAJOR YUCK.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Started off with sahur this morning. Felt so freaking sleepy although I slept at 11 last night. Quickly rushed back to slumber at about 5.25am. And woke up at 7 for my religious class. Felt so damn sleepy in class. Pfft.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Reached home at about 10.30 since they released us early because of Ramadhan :D Slept till 12nn. Woke up and changed out of my hideous uniform and slept again until 2pm. Then chatted with Ilina til about 6pm.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Then helped mum to set the table. And @7.14pm, YUMZZZZZZZZZZ. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Lol. I'm bored la.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;There's like nothing to do on the internet already. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Oh oh oh! Gonna have a baking session with Jiayu and Erfa at my house on Sunday! :D Yayyy! :D Well, time for the girls to know each other. Lol. And maybe, there'll be pictures uploaded (: Need to go and buy the things on Friday. Sunday's too late to do all the shopping and baking :/&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I want my beauty sleep, readers.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;- I've fallen hard for your love. (L)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2448173741786907819-7012812316597773951?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/7012812316597773951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=7012812316597773951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/7012812316597773951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/7012812316597773951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2010/08/l.html' title='(L)'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TG_NM2T1kEI/AAAAAAAAAgM/mw5U--UTOyI/s72-c/Peace+fossil+watch.+.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-7629262269132273760</id><published>2010-08-21T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T17:58:40.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything's gonna be okay. Or is it?</title><content type='html'>I've been feeling kinda temperamental these few days. I seriously feel like a bitch sometimes to some people. Heh. Oh well, who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, let's face it, I haven't got over Mr Smiley/Mr Hot completely. I mentioned earlier that the percentage was 65% over him but now I guess it dropped to 35%. I feel so guilty for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm feeling apprehensive about certain things now.&lt;br /&gt;'Ve been going thru a lot these days, and I'll just hope for the better 'cause I really don't want this to continue.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I'm just doing my best to make myself happier so don't get offended easily by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh, I can't be bothered.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2448173741786907819-7629262269132273760?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/7629262269132273760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=7629262269132273760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/7629262269132273760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/7629262269132273760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2010/08/everythings-gonna-be-okay-or-is-it.html' title='Everything&apos;s gonna be okay. Or is it?'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-7385923185122623505</id><published>2010-08-17T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T22:37:14.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shiny, hard plastic. Yes, you.</title><content type='html'>Pshh, I'm so not in the mood to do work right now after doing my English summary which almost killed me. I liked the Math Remedial Worksheet though. It was seriously addictive. :D &lt;br /&gt;Simultaneous Equations killed me today, bytheway. &lt;br /&gt;Will be getting Science results tomorrow. Wish me luck, people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, pinning my hopes on Science for an A now. After getting good results for Humanities and English, I guess I have to equalise my results by getting good grades for Science and Higher Malay too.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Double up, man. Oh and one more. To maintain my reputation for Home Economics. Don't talk about Math. A simple B4 would make me happy already. But an A for math would trigger me to go an organize a celebration with everyone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall be aiming for 7 As this time round. Eh, I guess 6As la. My English ain't that good. Besides, its hard for me to get an A for English. Considering that the highest I've ever gotten for English overall was A2 ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles people. &lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the abrupt ending cause I was doing my notes until I realised this browser was still open and not published. And its my sleepytime! &amp;lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- You're the queen of the superficial. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2448173741786907819-7385923185122623505?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/7385923185122623505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=7385923185122623505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/7385923185122623505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/7385923185122623505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2010/08/shiny-hard-plastic-yes-you.html' title='Shiny, hard plastic. Yes, you.'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-4533662181140053978</id><published>2010-08-13T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T23:04:27.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The streets are gonna lighten up our way.</title><content type='html'>Life's been greeeattt :D Erh, got back my results except for English composition, Science and Literature paper 2. Anyway, I screwed up my Math big time.&amp;nbsp;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;But well, I've gotta buck up before the EOY examinations come and hound me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right.&lt;br /&gt;Been busy lately so that's the reason why I've not been updating my blog that much. But hey I guess no one's reading my blog nowadays. Pfft. I'm sucha loner sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next thing, I've got this strong feeling that I've screwed up the unseen poem test 'cause... I don't know. Aiyah, I just have bad feelings for all the things all the time. Yes, I'm weird. Oh by the way, wanna know about my great big accomplishment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've got over Mr. Smiley (: Not Mr Smiley as in cartoon character or something like that. Please la, I don't have crushes on cartoon characters. That's just plain retarded. I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Some people will know la. But I guess many people know about it already, since I'm sucha big mouth about this issue and just babble on about that certain someone. But I guess I kinda got over it. Well, not a hundred percent but rather, about 65%? Yeah, I'm just gonna treat him like a good good friend since people said so that he does that also. Wish me luck, people (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um yeah, so I hope, by late August, this whole crush thing will end. Oooooh! Next thing, I've been having better temper-control these days due to fasting. But I just can't take it if people keep whining and banging the tables and if the thing that is pissing you off is happening to me too, but if I just bear with it then you need to stop being whiney and try to not be so spoiled and keep pissing me off by whining. Yes, Jiayu. Get that right.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like it when people misunderstand me. That's the last thing I want in the world. Example; If you're asking me irritating stuff and talk to me in an unacceptable tone, obviously I would get pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh I just don't wanna talk about this cause basically I'm referring to only some people. Whatever I say, I'll still be at the losing end. 'Cause everything will boil down to the fact that I'm ALWAYS grumpy but that's not the fact. Have you ever wondered why I never get pissed off by certain people but I always get pissed off by the same bunch of people? Well, its because of the way they talk. Some people think of what they wanna say and think whether their words are gonna hurt others. It works the other way round too. Some people just don't bother about what they wanna say and just blurt out everything they feel and don't care what others feel 'cause to them, the most important thing is to feel good after blurting out everything.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, some people are just nicer than the others. Simple as that. Get it?&lt;br /&gt;Get it into your brain man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, that was a load off my chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, I'm trying to organise a class chalet for 2/1 during the december holidays. So people who still haven't responded to this suggestion, please do. 'Cause I'm trying to get the number of people who are interested and willing to attend this. So I won't waste my effort in organising this event. (: I hope it will be a success cause most of the things I planned usually don't go on as planned and it pisses me off to no end! So classmates, please try to understand the position I'm in and pleaaaaseeee try to support me. ((: I wanna create great memories for the class. :D Cause its gonna be the last time we're gonna be together as a class. *sobs*&lt;br /&gt;If this turns out to be a success, I'm gonna vow to bring my camera and shitloads of batteries ah ahahhahahaha. And I'll snap pictures with everyone and no one will have the chance of escaping. HAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing, I feel like I wanna take up the challenge of being in triple science class. It all depends on my EOY Exams. If I were to get a level position of lesser than 45, then I'll definitely take triple science, cause obviously NOT ALL top 40 students wanna go into triple science righttt. Oh well, I still don't know. But I've got a feeling I can't get in. I'll just have to get an A for English and a B for math? I guess... Wish me luck man, 'cause I need it really badly for math. I suck big time in math :/ Triple science's gonna give me much help in JC life later on. *SIGH* I'm still so confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Pure Biology, Pure Chemistry OR Triple Science?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;SS/Literature or SS/ Geography?&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not good to be good in all Humanities subjects sometimes :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- Come take my hand, we'll walk through this bumpy road together &lt;i&gt;♥&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2448173741786907819-4533662181140053978?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/4533662181140053978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=4533662181140053978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/4533662181140053978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/4533662181140053978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2010/08/streets-are-gonna-lighten-up-our-way.html' title='The streets are gonna lighten up our way.'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-1131301476498010910</id><published>2010-08-01T20:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T20:48:33.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your killer smile.</title><content type='html'>To my dearest godbrother;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;Well, I'm feeling a bit better about our relationship right now already. I just I have to put everything behind me and stop being like a bitch. I have to know that I don't need to revolve around you and I also have my life to live. Anyway, I don't want us to fight anymore. It just feels sucky. You know, that kind of feeling. I hope the state of our relationship will stay as it is right now or even better. Of course I hope for the better luh. My hope for both of us is that we'll both be like blood siblings, ready to pour out all feelings to each other without hesitating. And also confiding in each other about just anything and have no doubts about each other. I would want to make a statement saying "I know everything about you" when the time comes. I don't want any unhappiness between us anymore. Its true that we're not as close as before but I guess I can't do anything about that and it depresses me. Yes, I know you're busy with your girlfriend and stuff but it just hurts me when you say you have no time for everyone but I always see you two romancing the next moment. Is that lying or am I just being too sensitive? I have no idea. Well, yeah I know I'm bringing up another problem just after another. But I just can't help it. There are so many flaws but yet none of us are doing anything to mend it. I suggested to solve all this, but too bad, I can't clap with one hand. You kept saying there's time constraint. But what did I see instead? I shan't mention it here. I'm really really disappointed in you. I don't know what to do anymore. Why aren't we texting each other like how we did last time? I just feel like giving up. Yes, on paper we'll be called "godsiblings for over a year" but in reality we'll just be strangers passing by each other with our bunch of friends not even smiling to each other. Yes, my fear. And its about to happen, I can predict. I miss those times when people say, "Eh I think you guys are so close, so sweet - just like siblings!" Yes, I miss that statement. Obviously now no one can make that statement right?&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't know what's gonna happen next. Imma just go along with the flow and leave it up to fate.&lt;br /&gt;I'll still be your cute, duck-walking lil' sis. (: And remember the multi-coloured rainbow we promised on. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Alright, I'll let you in one secret - &lt;i&gt;Saya nak awak teman saya pulang ke rumah ))))): Tetapi awak selalu cakap awak tidak ada masa untuk saya. Saya sangat sedih tau, awak. Sampai sekarang saya masih sedih tentang perkara ini. Hanya saya tidak memberitahu awak kerana saya tahu awak tidak akan suka jika saya selalu mengungkitkan perkara ini. ):&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&amp;nbsp;Appreciate the effort I've put in to write it in Malay eh! Oh anyway, that's all I wanted to say. Hope you'll read this (: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- All the past memories, unwashed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2448173741786907819-1131301476498010910?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/1131301476498010910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=1131301476498010910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/1131301476498010910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/1131301476498010910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2010/08/your-killer-smile.html' title='Your killer smile.'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-7182658979225396504</id><published>2010-07-30T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T22:07:05.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby, if I got you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TFLV_AxoJII/AAAAAAAAAfk/E3_vrLJx95Y/s1600/DSC00811.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TFLV_AxoJII/AAAAAAAAAfk/E3_vrLJx95Y/s400/DSC00811.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TFLVCBfrfcI/AAAAAAAAAfc/mrct_QU2oyI/s400/37780_1332715083136_1388797758_30736725_7839696_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TFLW8qI9MAI/AAAAAAAAAf0/rrU8nbA-FyE/s1600/card.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TFLW8qI9MAI/AAAAAAAAAf0/rrU8nbA-FyE/s320/card.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(The card I did :D)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Farewell, Miss Catherine Ng.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reaon I felt happy that I did a little something for her. Made her an awesome card. Heehee! :D&lt;br /&gt;So yeapp, rushed in the morning for people to sign the card. Sorry to those who I didn't give the card to for your signature. Didn't have enough time for it to be passed around.&amp;nbsp;I guess we'll all miss Ms Ng.&lt;br /&gt;I know I will. ):&amp;nbsp;Only now I realise how grateful I am to have her as my Science teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sobs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm being too emotional. But hey, I'm sad she's leaving.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, uh.&amp;nbsp;Three more months of Science self-studying and I can hope for the better for a new EFFECTIVE Science teacher. Phew. *wipes sweat off forehead*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was contemplating whether I should take Chemistry or Biology. And also whether to take Geography or Literature. Sigh. Sometimes its not good to be good at almost all subjects. Hey people, I'm not self-praising here, but, that's the difficulty I face. I don't wanna take triple science 'cause I know I can't cope since I have Higher Malay to deal with too. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blame my school for not offering Higher Malay ))): Sad maxxx. I ever thought of quitting Higher Malay so that my life would be easier. Easier as in; I can attend math remedial, I can change CCA, I can have more time to study at home, not to have Higher Malay to clash with EVERY single thing. Well, I guess I won't drop Higher Malay 'cause I'm like doing really well now and it'll be a waste if I drop it after 2 years of suffering. Okay not 2 years, but approximately 2 years. And also I bet that my Higher Malay teacher will disapprove of it ): Even Cikgu Nadhirah will 'prolly disapprove I guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh. I'm like caught in a situation right now. Should I? Should I not? Should I drop? Should I not?&lt;br /&gt;I simply don't know. Some people approve of it, but some people don't. Well, my family just supports my decision since they let me make decisions for my own future. Not to mention, next year's my Malay O-Level exams. ): That will mean that I will also need to self-study for Malay O-Levels. )': Right. I really feel like dropping Higher Malay. But I'll lose the two bonus points during O-Levels. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh c'mon. I seriously don't know. My head's hurting right now. Pshh.&lt;br /&gt;Uh, that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- Won't tell anyone how your voice is my favourite sound.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2448173741786907819-7182658979225396504?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/7182658979225396504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=7182658979225396504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/7182658979225396504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/7182658979225396504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2010/07/baby-if-i-got-you.html' title='Baby, if I got you.'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/TFLV_AxoJII/AAAAAAAAAfk/E3_vrLJx95Y/s72-c/DSC00811.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-1375153499927200296</id><published>2010-07-30T18:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T16:32:37.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feel free to ask anything!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Haha. Yeah! It's me! Muffins are bigger and I love big stuff. Running gives you muscles. Let's have muscles and go on a diet. Om nom nom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;- LOL! Sounds wrong ley. And why are we communicating thru here? You're flooding my email! -.- Yeah and I figured that out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="formspringmeFooter"&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/2448173741786907819-1375153499927200296?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/1375153499927200296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=1375153499927200296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/1375153499927200296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/1375153499927200296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2010/07/haha-yeah-it-me-muffins-are-bigger-and.html' title='Feel free to ask anything!'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-1780789534188620044</id><published>2010-07-30T18:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T16:31:49.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feel free to ask anything!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Hello Shamilah! I'm a friend who likes muffin and not cupcakes(: guess who's this :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;- &amp;nbsp;Duh. Erfa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="formspringmeFooter"&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/2448173741786907819-1780789534188620044?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/1780789534188620044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=1780789534188620044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/1780789534188620044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/1780789534188620044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2010/07/hello-shamilah-i-friend-who-likes.html' title='Feel free to ask anything!'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-1281686349370900705</id><published>2010-07-30T15:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T16:31:10.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feel free to ask anything!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;I just want to tell you that you're the most beautiful person on Earth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;- Erm, okay.. Thanks..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="formspringmeFooter"&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/2448173741786907819-1281686349370900705?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/1281686349370900705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=1281686349370900705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/1281686349370900705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/1281686349370900705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-just-want-to-tell-you-that-you-most.html' title='Feel free to ask anything!'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-3720040170296769575</id><published>2010-07-28T15:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T16:30:25.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feel free to ask anything!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Life's ambition?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;- My ambition? Well, I thought of being a graphic designer. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="formspringmeFooter"&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/2448173741786907819-3720040170296769575?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/3720040170296769575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=3720040170296769575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/3720040170296769575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/3720040170296769575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2010/07/life-ambition.html' title='Feel free to ask anything!'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-6524523431851149624</id><published>2010-07-28T15:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T16:29:41.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feel free to ask anything!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;how do you cope with difficulties?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;- Most of the times I confide in my friends, but sometimes I just calm myself down by listening to music, they're like my sweets. And I just have to go thru' the difficulties no matter what. I don't care about the pain I go thru' cause I know I'll have to go thru' it someday too. I don't take it easily either. If I have to breakdown, I do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="formspringmeFooter"&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/2448173741786907819-6524523431851149624?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/6524523431851149624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=6524523431851149624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/6524523431851149624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/6524523431851149624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2010/07/how-do-you-cope-with-difficulties.html' title='Feel free to ask anything!'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-6574760528862025065</id><published>2010-07-24T21:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T16:28:10.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feel free to ask anything!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;heyy you so cute la you (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;- Lol. Thanks? (:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="formspringmeFooter"&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/2448173741786907819-6574760528862025065?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/6574760528862025065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=6574760528862025065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/6574760528862025065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/6574760528862025065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2010/07/heyy-you-so-cute-la-you.html' title='Feel free to ask anything!'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-2911940556809552559</id><published>2010-07-24T21:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T16:27:37.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feel free to ask anything!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;what's ur food commidity for Home Econss??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;- Eggs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="formspringmeFooter"&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/2448173741786907819-2911940556809552559?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/2911940556809552559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=2911940556809552559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/2911940556809552559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/2911940556809552559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-ur-food-commidity-for-home-econss.html' title='Feel free to ask anything!'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-3449088285245467081</id><published>2010-07-22T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T16:26:53.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feel free to ask anything!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;HELLLLOOO!! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;- Hey (: You can ask any question if you want. Heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="formspringmeFooter"&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/2448173741786907819-3449088285245467081?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/3449088285245467081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=3449088285245467081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/3449088285245467081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/3449088285245467081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2010/07/hellllooo-d.html' title='Feel free to ask anything!'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-3243433335553326834</id><published>2010-07-21T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T20:21:57.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling for betrayal's worse.</title><content type='html'>Heyho. I guessed today was rather like a breeze except that I've got like a gazillion things to do right now. The only reason why I'm blogging now is because I'm waiting for Microsoft Publisher to start up, 'cause I need to do my newspaper report and hand it in to Cikgu Suzi tomorrow. Pfft. Its like driving me craazy.&lt;br /&gt;I still have to like, rush thru' my Home Economics Research and Planning plus the workbook that we have to complete as told by the new Home Ec teacher. I want Mrs Quek! I don't want her to be our Home Ec teacher. Grrr. Mrs Quek's so much nicer man! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brrr. I'm still installing my Microsoft Publisher. Its like so effing slow can. Gr. Hate slow things.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and bytheway, thanks Dinie, for joining soccer but uh, prolly you're joining at the wrong time. I'm gonna quit soon I guess, unless I don't find a replacement CCA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't know why, but I've lost the passion for soccer right after I tried dancing. Dancing is much more fun. The dancers are really bonded, compared to the soccer girls. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my Microsoft Publisher is still loading and I don't know how I'm gonna start on my newspaper report if this thing doesn't finish installing. Grrr. *Getting into pissed off mode*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh! Anyway, just now we had the Literature test and I cruised by easily. Heh. Looks like my hard work has paid off. *smiles widely*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dang it its been like 10 minutes since I waited for the stuppid thing to load but its like waaaaaaaaaaay stagnant. Pffffft. :&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad maxxxxx. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- Cover of Forbes' Magazine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2448173741786907819-3243433335553326834?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/3243433335553326834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=3243433335553326834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/3243433335553326834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/3243433335553326834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2010/07/falling-for-betrayals-worse.html' title='Falling for betrayal&apos;s worse.'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-2127582446948601156</id><published>2010-07-18T17:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T17:54:58.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't Handle Me.</title><content type='html'>Well, as you know, NOMAD was just over and I'm definitely feeling the difference right now. I think I'm like so used to the NOMAD schedule already and I'm like so lovin' it but now I'm really sad that its over. Like, puh-leese. This always happens. Hated it before it came, loved it when it was here and miss it when it's gone. The feeling of regret added in it. How bad is that. Not to mention, its really depressing too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this post is somesort of a dedication to the Malay Dancers and as well as the 2 external dancers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;u&gt;The guys ; Abang Sharul, Abang Ilyas, Syazwan, Nazri and Haziq.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Altho' I'm not really close to Nazri and Haziq but hey, the dance journey was still fun with you guys around. Abang Sharul and Abang Ilyas, I have learnt many things from you guys during my dance journey. And I really did not regret making this decision. I will miss you guys! You guys definitely made the whole dance journey a very enjoyable one. Thanks for the support too! (: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine, they may not be reading this but this is like the only way I can pour out my feelings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;u&gt;The girls; Shafiqah, Simone, Hanis, Lisa, Nadiah, Qalishah and Hidayah. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You guys have been really supportive of me. Thanks for always tolerating with me whenever I made mistakes and made you guys do the steps all over again just because of my mistakes. Thanks for making me feel really welcomed in the dance group. You guys are like the nicest seniors I've ever known and I really mean that from the bottom of my heart. I have considered about dance a long long time ago but its a pity that I can't join since it clashes with my higher malay lessons. I would, quit soccer just to join malay dance but apparently I can't due to my higher malay lessons. No doubt, you guys have made my dance journey an awesome one. You guys are really very united and even made me feel like one of you. Once again, thanks a lot for accepting me into the group for NOMAD. If I could, I would like to help out for SYF next year but I'm scared I would do more harm rather than to help. :/ 'Cause you guys are really good and my skills in dance are rather questionable. So prolly I wouldn't help out unless it would help you guys make the dance item better or if I'm given the opportunity to dance with you all again. This is something I would never ever forget in my life, for it has left a great impact in myself. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whatever it is, I have never regretted accepting this opportunity. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Neither have I fretted over joining you guys. You guys are such an awesome bunch of people I've met.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously have made mistakes in my life. Bleah. I should've brought my camera yesterday to capture my last moments with the dancers. ))): But sadly I didn't. I hate myself for that. But, 'prolly there's a reason behind every mistake I've done. And I haven't find out the reason behind this mistake yet. &lt;br /&gt;Maybe I will, soon enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, now its back to the normal, hectic life again. Back to studies, tests, exams, soccer and Higher Malay lessons. Pfft. I somehow detest my life. Things never ever go my way and things that I do usually don't even make me happy. Throughout my June holidays, the dance rehearsals made my day altho' everyone was tired from the rehearsals and were pissed off with the NOMAD committee but now, its all over. I have realised that I actually enjoy dance. ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Sometimes things just don't go the way we want it to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what is it, I'm happy I've gone thru' the NOMAD experience with the dancers. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- Major alert for major hotness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2448173741786907819-2127582446948601156?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/2127582446948601156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=2127582446948601156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/2127582446948601156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/2127582446948601156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2010/07/well-as-you-know-nomad-was-just-over.html' title='Can&apos;t Handle Me.'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-7592567546220139562</id><published>2010-07-11T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T15:05:57.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frozen Time</title><content type='html'>Aite, I'm gonna make this post a quick one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reasons why I LOVE NOMAD rehearsals &lt;br /&gt;- I get to see some people *cough* &lt;br /&gt;- I lost 2 kg in a few days due to NOMAD&lt;br /&gt;- There's no homework! &lt;br /&gt;- No class tests &lt;br /&gt;- A reason for me not to study when I get home&lt;br /&gt;- School is delayed! :D&lt;br /&gt;- Dance is fun with the other dancers :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reasons why I HATE NOMAD rehearsals.&lt;br /&gt;- I don't get to kick ballzxcsx.&lt;br /&gt;- I don't get to play with my soccer mateys.&lt;br /&gt;- I get really tired after the rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;- I have to make amendments to my schedule. Grrr.&lt;br /&gt;- I'll need to go home at night after rehearsals ):&amp;lt; &lt;br /&gt;- I always get nervous breakdowns.&lt;br /&gt;- I see that someone's face and feel like breaking it, the moment she stares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, others may not have the same mentality as me, but heck.&amp;nbsp;This is what I think. (L)&lt;br /&gt;I heard that there was a new timetable. And gosh, why does PE keeps being at the early days of the week?! Pfft. That will mean that I will have to do my two items that I failed on Tuesday. Sad to the maxxxx! )': &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I hate SBJ. Never seemed to pass that one. Same for Inclined Pull Up. Oh shut up people, who passed those two stations easily. Oh c'mon, everyone is different kay.&amp;nbsp;FYI, I passed my 2.4km run okay, so shut up. Doesn't mean I fail two stations of NAPFA, I don't have stamina. Suckers. And yes, I'm referring to someone who passed a remark about me once. Asshole. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm doing myself a very nice favour by putting my phone in my mum's room so I'll be very lazy to check on it. Heh. Lol, no la. I'm just charging it. But still! I was smart enough to put it&amp;nbsp;somewhere that is like, miles away from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be my first test for this term. Which is the peribahasa test. I told myself to&amp;nbsp;get full marks for it. I'm gonna slog out my guts just for Higher Malay and to achieve my A1. I wouldn't want my reputation to go down the drain. I worked so hard to achieve an A1 and I will&amp;nbsp;want to continue that. Basically I&amp;nbsp;don't want people to&amp;nbsp;talk about&amp;nbsp;me la, simple as that. 'Cause I felt really really inferior when I got a B4 last year and well, I thought that people looked down on me because of that grade. Somehow I even felt inferior to the express malay students.&amp;nbsp;Pfft. Kay, okay I shall stop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeahhh! I've got something in mind. &lt;br /&gt;The thing is; movies.&lt;br /&gt;Movies that I've gotta catch really soon are; &lt;br /&gt;- Eclipse&lt;br /&gt;- Despicable Me (3D)&lt;br /&gt;- Toy Story 3&lt;br /&gt;- Karate Kid &lt;br /&gt;- Knight and Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh goshhhh I'm like so outdated can. Bleah. Hate the feeling when I read&amp;nbsp;twitter or facebook and see other people talking about how awesome the movie is and I'll get all jealous. Sigh. &lt;br /&gt;If I miss one of the movies then 'prolly I shall watch it online. No doubts about that nowww.&lt;br /&gt;I just can't find the time to go and watch the movies. I don't even have time to go jogging with Erfa as promised. I feel so bad nao. ): But nevermind, at least I promised her that we'll bake cakes together for Teachers' Day. :D And I promised her that I'll go back to NBPS together with her again, like last year. YAY-NESS! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And! I promised myself to be a good girl today and eat my medicine and supplements on time so I can recover by tomorrow! And also, to study for my test *pukes* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- Team Yoann! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2448173741786907819-7592567546220139562?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/7592567546220139562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=7592567546220139562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/7592567546220139562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/7592567546220139562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2010/07/frozen-time.html' title='Frozen Time'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-2236284058368433078</id><published>2010-07-10T20:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T15:08:50.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The cause.</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling better after resting in bed for the whole day yesterday. Thanks to those who wished me well and supported me through out. So I didn't attend school yesterday and skipped NOMAD training today due to the MC. I reallllyyyyy wanted to go sooo badly, yknow! ): Sigh. &lt;br /&gt;Hope I'm well enough to go to school on Monday. Having a peribahasa test on Monday too. Hope I can scrape through it. *double sigh* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I really don't wanna face godbrother now. ): Although it seems like its fine now. I still feel something missing. I don't know why. We weren't like those days. It seems different. I don't know if its just me, or is it really happening. I don't wanna burden you with these thoughts anymore. Yesterday was the first time I felt that I've agitated you so much. I'm sorry. I really hope I don't repeat all that again. Can we don't have misunderstandings anymore? I know that we don't communicate that much anymore. Not virtually, but personally. I understand the reasons of you doing what you did. Thanks for the concern but I didn't expect it to be that way. Yes, I hate her. Why don't you understand that? I told you so many times already that she prolly has a problem with me that I don't even know and she would always give me that "I-hate-you-to-the-core" look. Like hello, teach your girlfriend some manners, dude! Oh sorry, I forgot. Even she treats you badly in her blog. Pfft. Sucker. What a way. Jealousy can't be the question 'cause obviously she's treated like, 1000 times better than me. So please, stop giving me that look, you female dog!&amp;nbsp;It pisses me off to no end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, I just want everthing to return as per normal, like the happy days. Where we were always happy with each other's company and for this case, I want history to repeat itself all over again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;Those days when&amp;nbsp;I would smile like an idiot while reading your text. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;Those days when&amp;nbsp;I would read all your texts all over again when I was down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;Those days when&amp;nbsp;I would lie down thinking how happy I was to have a brother like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;Those days when&amp;nbsp;I would think how I would die without your presence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;Those days when I would talk about you non-stop to all my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;Those days when I would fall asleep while texting you in the crazy hours of the morning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;Those days when I would love waking up in the morning to see that you left a message.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;Those days when I would mess up your hair and how you would take revenge on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;Those days when I was feeling unwell and how you would nag at me to take my medicine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;Those days when I was so 'manje' to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;Those days when I only had you to cling on 'cause the world hated me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;Those days when you would cheer me up everytime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;Those days when you said I walk like a duckling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;Those days when you pinched my cheeks as a way of revenge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;Those days when you would make me smile thru' your self-praises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;Those days when you would send me to Anderson Sec for my lessons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;Those days when you would 'scold' me when I fall asleep and kept you waiting for my text.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;Those days when you would spam like a gazillion texts in one minute cause I wasn't replying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;Those days when&amp;nbsp;you would joke around saying you were angry and made me all jumpy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;Those days when&amp;nbsp;you seemed like the only one who cared. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;Those days when we would wish each other "Happy Anniversary" and I end up joking that I forgot and how you'll get 'angry'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;Those days when we studied together and how you always got me dumbfounded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;Those days when you would send me home and how we tried to avoid bumping into people I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;Those days when we gossiped about some people. *cough* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;Those days when we walked together, not realising how slow we were.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: white;"&gt;Those days when we kept saying "I love you" and we ended up blushing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss all that from our old times. I hope we can retrieve all of that back. &lt;br /&gt;Like what I've told you, I miss our relationship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- Face up to reality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2448173741786907819-2236284058368433078?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/2236284058368433078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=2236284058368433078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/2236284058368433078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/2236284058368433078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2010/07/cause.html' title='The cause.'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-1428567166066323244</id><published>2010-07-07T20:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T20:51:12.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shut up and get lost.</title><content type='html'>I have here two situations that I'm facing. Well, rather three situations now. I don't know if I wanna say it here but I felt that I have to say it out and let out my feelings sooner or later. I guess I should do this now, rather than bottling up everything in myself and just end up being hurt for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;And take note; all the three things aren't connected to each other, in any way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, to &lt;u&gt; YOU. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what I have done to you, but I realised you have been going against me in every way just to make me pissed off, especially in the beginning of the day. Like hello, what the heck is your friggin' problem with me? I have never hurled insults to you directly to your face, without even thinking about your feelings, have I? I seriously don't know what's wrong with you. You can't keep your words to yourself can't you? Fine, that's it. I can't take it anymore. All this while, I've been putting up with your nonsense and you have no idea how many times I got hurt by your words. The thing is, you don't know whats wrong with you before you insult others. Girl, picture yourself in the mirror first. Are you even in the position to insult me? Who do you think you are, trying to pull me down? Do you know that all this while, I've been trying to be nice to you but you just don't want that I guess. And you know what, you can keep your little comments to yourself and apply it to your own life, 'cause I seriously think you need a reality check really bad. And not to mention, those comments, or rather insults that you have hurled at me can be hurled to yourself back again 'cause it will fit you better. Don't hate me too much 'cause you'll never know what you're facing at the back of you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and one more thing you need to know about yourself, if you don't ; You friggin' don't have a life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To &lt;u&gt;Both Of You&lt;/u&gt;; You two, I hope you guys will be as per normal and okay again, like those days. &lt;br /&gt;Don't quarrel anymore, you guys were okay before too, or maybe just not so perfect. And don't rake up stories of the past, they never do any good. And I'm sorry if somehow I was somesort a cause for you all to have this miscommunication and misunderstanding. &lt;br /&gt;I hope my avoiding from one of you will do you some good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's another thing I wanna say.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, 'abang', somehow I hope you will read this but somehow I don't want you to. I don't know why but I feel insecure about you. I don't know why I'm feeling this way but I guess that we're not THAT close with each other anymore. We're drifting apart. I know that there's nothing I can do even if I voice this out to you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would you care? Will you try to change this situation? Will you console me? Will you ascertain me with something? Will you promise me something about this relationship? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this relationship means kinda nothing to us right now anymore 'cause we're all busy, yes. But even if we're only friends, it would make a difference too, cause obviously I would notice the difference between us now. Yes, I'm trying to show it to you but you just don't get it. I don't wanna rake up the past and start all our fights again. I just want certainty. I somehow have this feeling that you don't wanna care much anymore about this. I hope I'm wrong. I seriously don't wanna fight with you anymore 'cause I'm sick and tired of the crying that I've done. I don't want to revolve around you anymore. I'm trying to live on my own, just like what you are doing. Yes, you're still my godbrother but I don't know where that feeling has gone to. &lt;br /&gt;This just doesn't feel right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- You'll know, soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2448173741786907819-1428567166066323244?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/1428567166066323244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=1428567166066323244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/1428567166066323244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/1428567166066323244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2010/07/shut-up-and-get-lost.html' title='Shut up and get lost.'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-8565324438274137023</id><published>2010-07-05T22:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T22:43:04.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Need somebody.</title><content type='html'>Phew, I'm finally taking a break from the science report that I've been doing since this afternoon. And my eyes seriously need a break but I guess its still the same, my eyes are still stuck to the computer screen.&lt;br /&gt;Bleah, I still feel tired. I'm seriously craving for more Japanese food since Jiayu brought me to Suki Sushi the other day. Pfft. &lt;br /&gt;Oh and I asked Mum to go to Ramen Ten for her birthday so that I can have more Japanese food! :D&lt;br /&gt;Heehee! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's tomorrow and I'm already drained by the though of it. I don't even wanna think about it. I'm gonna be separated from Nadiah tomorrow )': Cause we're gonna change seats and I doubt I'll get seated with someone I'm comfortable with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man I just wanna cry right nawww. Kay I'm just being too petty. &lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll get to sit with someone that can coach me in studies, then I'll be happy. If not, I won't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I'll miss my seating partner's lame jokes &lt;br /&gt;I'll miss our mass laughing sessions&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss our blur-ness at times. &lt;br /&gt;I'll miss our gossiping sessions about orang depan. &lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I'll miss every single thing we've shared, Nadiah. &lt;br /&gt;Or shall I say, PISANG :B &lt;/blockquote&gt;Wow, first time I'm being so emotional over a small matter. Like c'mon, its not like we can't hang out together anymore, right? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh, I'm gonna get ready for slumber! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2448173741786907819-8565324438274137023?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/8565324438274137023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=8565324438274137023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/8565324438274137023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/8565324438274137023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2010/07/phew-im-finally-taking-break-from.html' title='Need somebody.'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-1903134442518933306</id><published>2010-07-01T20:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T21:25:54.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paranoia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;School was tiring but fun plus fun plus fun. Heehee! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Anyways I had two of the worst bus trips ever today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;First was in the morning. I was sitting beside this school girl and she was sleeping. When I was about to reach school, her head was like practically on my shoulder already. Pfft. So I couldn't shrug her off so I just moved my arm to the front and she kinda fell. Lol. I'm so mean. ^^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;So yeah, next trip was on the way home from HML. I was in this super crowded bus. It was like crowded to the max until people couldn't get in. Pfft. So yeah, I got in and frantically looked around for a seat. And then there was this person who alighted and I quickly grabbed that seat. (LOL) But then the person beside me was like taking up about 1/4 of MY SEAT so fine, I sat at the corner and it was an old&amp;nbsp;man mind you. Not to mention he was ugly too. Then thru' out the journey I could feel something on my leg. (super eww.) Since he was like taking up 1/4 + almost another 1/4 of the seat, so I shuffled over and took like half of the seat and pushed my bag towards him. At this stage I was kinda pissed off already. Damn it. So when I reached khatib MRT station's bustop, I got off from my seat and went to the "pole holding" area whatsoever. Pfft. So pissed off kay. I could feel that OLD man's trousers on my leg. Gave the pissed off look to everyone in the bus when I got off. Lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Anyway that was like the worse bus experience I've ever gotten. *vomits*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Uhm. Oh! And Wanlin, thanks for telling me THAT incident. Its like super funny can! HAHAH! I seriously can't believe my ears. Lol. That 'joke' really cheered me up like a lot! Altho' its&amp;nbsp;referring to the people I&amp;nbsp;kinda hate.&amp;nbsp;*bluek!*&amp;nbsp;Hahahaha. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;One more thing, let's talk about what happened during math lesson today. :D As you all know, I'm sitting with Nadiah in class. So during math lesson I was really hyper and jumpy for some unknown reason and stuff and I kept fidgeting. *cough* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;So something I did triggered her to leave her seat and take half of my seat. Weird huh. So about 5 minutes we sat back to back with her taking up half of my seat. Well it was rather comfy 'cause I had her back to lean on. Then when Mr Tan finished explaining a question and was waiting for us to copy down or something, he saw me and Nadiah. And he gave this look --&amp;gt; O.O &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;LOL! It was like super epic can! Hahahaha. I still cannot forget. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;So we laughed and shuffled back hastily to out places. HAHAHA. She's so cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I simply loved today, altho' I was really really blur today and was laughing almost all the time. I was super blur, like seriously. I kept turning around, looking for people who understood the Science lesson and kept asking others to explain to me and stuff. And also kept asking the teachers about my doubts. Sometimes its kinda fun to be blur for once. But I guess the feeling just sucks when you're always blur/stupid. For me, it was just like an 'at-the-moment' kinda thing. And it feels kinda good when the teacher explains the whole concept to you or something 'cause you'll understand it more 'cause its kinda like one-to-one consultation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Oh oh oh! And one more, had higher malay today. And I think it was like one of the best lessons since cikgu was talking about foooood and she was making me hungry thru' out the whole lesson. Lol. And she's like so nice can! She bought us bookmarks and they were like super cute! I totally melted at the sight of em'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;So I picked the one that had the 'precious moments' cartoon on it cause the others were like, pooh and stuff. I so don't like pooh and&amp;nbsp;the spongebob was pink and was reserved. One more spongebob bookmark was taken by Aisyah 'cause she came first! *jealous* That one was like very very cute to the maxxxxxxxxxxx! ): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Oh yeah, people, please ignore my previous posts. I'm re-using this blog cause I just missed the memories filled in this blog so yeah, just read my latest posts will do, and ignore the old ones (L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Goodbyeee! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;-"No, I'm telling you how to spell your name!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;-"Eh hello its my name of course I know how to spell it la duh!"&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/2448173741786907819-1903134442518933306?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/1903134442518933306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=1903134442518933306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/1903134442518933306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/1903134442518933306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2010/07/school-was-tiring-but-fun-plus-fun-plus.html' title='Paranoia.'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-7871497355692315423</id><published>2010-06-30T19:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T21:22:39.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anything you want in the world.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I'm back to blogger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I realised I don't feel really good whenever I post on tumblr. So my tumblr will just be a picture blog and a blog where I'll post up my personal feelings since not many people know of that blog. This blog will be my main blog starting from now I guess. :) I just re-read my last year archives. I didn't realise how virtually active I was 'cause I mentioned last year that I wasn't online for only THREE days and I said that was bad enough. Lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;OMG, I think that's so cute. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Kay fine, I won't praise myself. Anyway, I realised too that I miss my way of blogging last year. Gosh. Every post was so hyper. Except for those days I was feeling down. Well, who doesn't feel lousy once in a while, right? Sigh, I miss those days. Why do people get unhappy when they're older? FML.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Maybe its not everyone, its 'prolly just me I guess. Home Ec cheered me up today. I'm so happy Mrs Quek is still my Home Ec teacher. Phew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Oh bytheway I think the way I post nowadays is so mundane and boring don't cha think so? But, there's nothing I can do about that, I guess. Sorry readers. I really don't know. Life's really being very rocky right now. I guess at these kinda times are the times where we are at the bottom of the wheel of life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Bleah, that's why they created an ice-cream named Rocky Road. Pfft. By right, if the ice cream had to taste like its name, its&amp;nbsp;should have a taste that makes you jump up and makes&amp;nbsp;you crave for&amp;nbsp;more.&amp;nbsp;'Cause I guess that's what life is, full of uncertainty and surprises. That will 'prolly make you surprised or happy at times and also not forgetting the sad feeling. Everyone will go thru' all this and these are all just parts and parcels of life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;But I hate Rocky Road flavour, its so yucky. Except for the marshmellows. I hate it 'cause the stuff will get into your teeth and that's like major eww. And its fully chocolate and so boring! This must be changed. Hmph! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;For those who wants to be linked, please inform me either personally, thru' text or thru' the tagboard. Obviously the tagboard is easier right, duh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Goodbye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;- You are just so sweet. &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/2448173741786907819-7871497355692315423?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/7871497355692315423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=7871497355692315423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/7871497355692315423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/7871497355692315423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2010/06/anything-you-want-in-world.html' title='Anything you want in the world.'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-9128110800797344317</id><published>2009-08-13T20:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T21:06:36.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Short.</title><content type='html'>HELLOS ! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gahhh, i've been offline for 3 days!&lt;br /&gt;Thats bad, BAD!&lt;br /&gt;And now, I can't sign in into MSN, since Ebuddy keeps signing me off automatically.&lt;br /&gt;Damn ar .&lt;br /&gt;So actually I'm just using Microsoft word, and blogger.&lt;br /&gt;Hees.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah, I'm so gonna make presents frequently!&lt;br /&gt;Its so fun planning them out. But I have such little time, I have to buy stuffs ya' know.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I guess that's all. I needa plan plan PLAN! Oh, and get ready for tmr toos.&lt;br /&gt;Byebye. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2448173741786907819-9128110800797344317?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/9128110800797344317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=9128110800797344317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/9128110800797344317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/9128110800797344317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2009/08/short.html' title='Short.'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-8019999212241654257</id><published>2009-08-10T18:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T18:50:18.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday mood much?</title><content type='html'>Weehee, finally changed blogskin. But i wanna make changes .. (:&lt;br /&gt;Gahh, I dont feel like going to school tomorrow, I'm still in the holiday mood uh.&lt;br /&gt;Darn it.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah, good thing I finally finished my Math remedial worksheet, with MUCH MUCH help from Kak Raudha, my tuition teacher. Yay! (: Geez, she helped me a lot sia.&lt;br /&gt;Well, the only thing I have to do now is to put it in teacher's locker.&lt;br /&gt;Heheh. She'll not me mad at me anymore. (:&lt;br /&gt;Actually there's nothing much to post, since I've posted yesterday. Its true that when you post everyday, your quality of posts go down. Well, that applies to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I think this post stops here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2448173741786907819-8019999212241654257?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/8019999212241654257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=8019999212241654257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/8019999212241654257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/8019999212241654257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2009/08/holiday-mood-much.html' title='Holiday mood much?'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-1353577153272346872</id><published>2009-08-09T15:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T18:15:57.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Proper post .</title><content type='html'>Okay, hellos. Since the previous post wasn't so proper, here it is.&lt;br /&gt;Heehee, okays, I LIKE DNT .&lt;br /&gt;Hahas, I think cutting the wood and acrylic was FUN (:&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes the wood and acrylic will vibrate. HAHAH&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll go like, " AHHH !"&lt;br /&gt;Hahas . So funny .&lt;br /&gt;K fine, erm..&lt;br /&gt;Oh yesss, this Tuesday is NETBALL inter house games.&lt;br /&gt;WOOOHOOOO !&lt;br /&gt;I'm so so so excited. Its been long since I have thrown a good ball.&lt;br /&gt;YESYESYES !&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah , I'm so sadded, that I can't watch the SOCCER inter house games, since I have HMT-.-&lt;br /&gt;GAHHHHH!  I feel very very bad toos. Since godbro told me something really funny that he's gonna do on that day. And he insisted that I watch..&lt;br /&gt;Gahhh. I wanna watch!!&lt;br /&gt;IM SO SADDED, ya' know?!&lt;br /&gt;You know what? I feel like quitting HMT , cause its clashing with whatever I do, like soccer and stuffs. So if I quit HMT, I'm gonna quit soccer toos.&lt;br /&gt;Is that a gooood plan?&lt;br /&gt;Hees. I don't know. See first bah.&lt;br /&gt;Haiyooo.&lt;br /&gt;Heh. I can't think of a solution, except for, asking someone to record the whole game for meee (:&lt;br /&gt;Wah, if someone agrees, then I gotta say, she/he is one hell of a good person, cause no one will waste their battery for ME. :D&lt;br /&gt;Fine, I don't love my brain that much.&lt;br /&gt;How I wish I was a potential scholar *ahem* &lt;-- inside joke Fine, I just take it that its fated that I don't see .  ): Unless my HMT teacher is on MC or on course, then I'll have the chance to see. But I doubt so. Gahhh . Not fair . See, that's why I feel like quitting. I think I should confide in Cikgu Nadhirah. YES! On Tuesday I will exactly do that! (: Oh yah, I have to tell Cikgu Nadhirah that I can't attend the learning journey (around the school -_-  ) because of the match .. YAYAYAY ! I tell you, we paid $5 just to walk around the school -.- Damn.  -Let's eat our hair .  Tata. &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Happy Birthday, Singapore &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2448173741786907819-1353577153272346872?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/1353577153272346872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=1353577153272346872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/1353577153272346872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/1353577153272346872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2009/08/okay-hellos.html' title='Proper post .'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-8412707105427942263</id><published>2009-08-07T14:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T15:23:18.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting it all back .</title><content type='html'>At last, I feel happier this week, yes, yesterday I finally felt better.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for explaining it all to me, I finally understood why you did all that.&lt;br /&gt;And, I gotta say, your acting's quite good. Either that or you're really an experienced flirt.&lt;br /&gt;Hahas, no offence.&lt;br /&gt;And, haiya, don't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;malu malu&lt;/span&gt;. Hahas .&lt;br /&gt;Teehee, I feel so much better ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY!  I love my brain for thinking of a solution (:&lt;br /&gt;Three cheers !&lt;br /&gt;Hahaa , okay, thats lame, I know. Hahas .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2448173741786907819-8412707105427942263?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/8412707105427942263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=8412707105427942263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/8412707105427942263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/8412707105427942263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2009/08/getting-it-all-back.html' title='Getting it all back .'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-7095504294422857409</id><published>2009-08-05T20:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T21:27:49.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Truth or double truth?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SnmGBRT71dI/AAAAAAAAAfE/3nBHFrmpbwM/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 176px; height: 117px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SnmGBRT71dI/AAAAAAAAAfE/3nBHFrmpbwM/s400/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366467787373663698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gahh , I'm posting .&lt;br /&gt;Okay fine. Err, today was suckish.&lt;br /&gt;I felt so moodless, many things weren't going my way -.-&lt;br /&gt;Fine, things dont go YOUR way, right ?&lt;br /&gt;Erm, IAP was okay.&lt;br /&gt;Gahh , i love Truth or Double truth (lol, its not truth or dare, cause no one wants to be dared, geez). But i hate my turn, cause Ilina will bombard me with questions that I dislike ! :/ HAHAHA, i like Meiqi's turn , I hate ilina's turn cause I tell you, its so difficult to make her go " arrhhhh! Shamilah! This is so hard" cause I'm the one who does that. Heehee .&lt;br /&gt;Well, then there's assembly. I was enjoying the storytelling stuffs but halfway , there was a problem, I had to go for soccer match, but I didn't bring jersey as i thought that I don't need to go for the match, since I've got the art exhibition, and still, Mr Ling don't let me play -.-&lt;br /&gt;So I thought it wasn't THAT important, and stuffs, so gahh , I had to go class, took my bag and went down to canteen then saw Mr ling, then he told me to go back, since I didn't bring jersey.&lt;br /&gt;Damn, he said I wasn't committed-.-&lt;br /&gt;Because I had HMT exam, and I was sick. Wth.&lt;br /&gt;So then stayed back and continued watching the performance during assembly.&lt;br /&gt;So imagine, I was running here and there. Gosh .&lt;br /&gt;Then it was 1/1's turn, good thing they were not the first, so I could watch them (:&lt;br /&gt;HHAHAHA , and OMG, they were GOOOOOD! Wennhao and Justin were damn funny sia!&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha , and YAY! we won at last. Congrats, 1/1 !&lt;br /&gt;So after that, went opp to eat with Meiqi, since we were going to the art thingy.&lt;br /&gt;So we were kinda late. Had to assemble at 2.45 but we came at abt 2.55&lt;br /&gt;Gahh, I hate being late ..&lt;br /&gt;But I saw smth I didn't like..&lt;br /&gt;Well, nvm .&lt;br /&gt;We went to this museum at town, and yeah, had to do this worksheet .&lt;br /&gt;Nah, didn't enjoy myself that much, since we couldn't write properly and had to use each other's backs as tables. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Err, then went back to school at five, and reached school at abt fivePLUS.&lt;br /&gt;Gahhh, then went to NP, to get my dinner, since mum didn't cook -.-&lt;br /&gt;So jyeah, then bused home with Meiqi. (:&lt;br /&gt;Okie. Byebye.&lt;br /&gt;Oh YAY! I'm going to aunt's place tmr and sleep over, since Mum's going overseas :/&lt;br /&gt;Oh , IM GONNA SEE THAT CUTE BABY, LOL, jkjk. I'm gonna see Rifqi. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byebye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- Erghhh. I hate to see you.&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/2448173741786907819-7095504294422857409?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/7095504294422857409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=7095504294422857409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/7095504294422857409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/7095504294422857409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2009/08/truth-or-double-truth.html' title='Truth or double truth?'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SnmGBRT71dI/AAAAAAAAAfE/3nBHFrmpbwM/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-5571947993254412837</id><published>2009-08-02T20:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T20:52:36.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Seriously the NDP thingy wasn't fun, except that the girls made it fun (:&lt;br /&gt;LOL , leelin's so cute. Heehee .&lt;br /&gt;Ouh , and I saw YOUR face , wah, it really ruined my mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So imma get outta here .&lt;br /&gt;Byebye .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2448173741786907819-5571947993254412837?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/5571947993254412837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=5571947993254412837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/5571947993254412837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/5571947993254412837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2009/08/seriously-ndp-thingy-wasnt-fun-except.html' title=''/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-6406029576907327360</id><published>2009-08-01T15:12:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T15:47:38.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Losing the touch .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:350%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Forget it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've lost the special connection and we're drifting away. Just admit it, you don't care anymore. Don't say you'll hold on to it. I'm sick of it. I'm sick of the ignorance when we see each other. But let's not forget each other and the times. I wanna know why we ignore each other. Its freaking me out. Heads up, I don't care, do I ? I really don't know about myself either. Shall we give this up? I don't know you anymore. You've changed. Really changed. I bet that your promises were so empty. I don't want to interrogate you like some busybody I'm not, but I'm unsure about the things that you said. You acted like some big person that day. I got pissed off. Who do you think you are huh? Yeah, people like you, but please don't forget who you were when you just stepped in. Let's get to the bottom of this, can we? I don't know how to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;You first, the older one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- But I'm right, you won't even care to start solving this mess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Let's see, you don't care. You really don't. I just feel that you're making use of me. Am I right? I don't hope so. I know that its been long, but that doesn't mean that you know me very well already. Its only a few months since I know you. So I can't simply say that you're who I think you are. I agree, it was my fault. I didn't think before asking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm sorry. I don't know who I am to you already.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm just a piece of rag doll to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I agree that I'm really afraid of losing you since I could count on you to make me happier. And I thank you for that, dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Just hope that I don't see you tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;-You'll see what'll happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2448173741786907819-6406029576907327360?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/6406029576907327360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=6406029576907327360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/6406029576907327360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/6406029576907327360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2009/08/now-youre-cooling-me-up.html' title='Losing the touch .'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-4144270414057715727</id><published>2009-07-30T20:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T21:11:57.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Threatening the life it belongs to .</title><content type='html'>Heyyo . I just realised that I've been inactive, but no one realises that.  -.-&lt;br /&gt;So sadded.&lt;br /&gt;Phew. Oh yah, err , on wednesday, we had soccer match ! :D&lt;br /&gt;Well, sadly I didn't play, cause I was coughing and whenever I ran, I would cough non stop like nobody's business -.-&lt;br /&gt;And its really irritating I tell ya' !&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah , so we played with bowen :B&lt;br /&gt;Hoho. We didn't lose to them 6-0 like the last time, in fact, we drew with them.&lt;br /&gt;Which was quite an achievement, since their team is like quite good (:&lt;br /&gt;Err, and tmr we're gonna play with Fuchun. I doubt I'm playing -.- since I keep coughing whenever I run, and Mr Ling don't let me play sia -.-&lt;br /&gt;Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;Er , and went for math supp class today, and I'm seriously a blur blur person. LOL . Mrs Seah had to check on me like literally every 5  minutes , LOL . and everytime she came, I had a problem -.- She even said, " haiya, tmr test confirm die lah" LOL !&lt;br /&gt;Dang it. I don't know how I'm gonna ace tmr's test . haha .&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why people like Meiqi likes to play the games in my phone, and she's so pro in Math ):&lt;br /&gt;I'm so jealous :B&lt;br /&gt;Oh , and she pang-seh-ed me ! D:&lt;br /&gt;Grrr .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoho , I love  MILK TEA ! :D&lt;br /&gt;Heehheeee . :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh , and I aspire to make my bag as &lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SEXY&lt;/strong&gt; as Amelia's  :D&lt;br /&gt;Hope I can do that ! HOHO . that's a miracle then ...&lt;br /&gt;Jeeez , Amelia , don't get offended, its a compliment aye :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er , one more thing is, I have to complete all my math worksheets that are overdue , and to stuff them into teacher's locker . Same goes for math remedial ones , heeeheee . :P that was what I was told aye ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er, oh , I wanna white wash my shoes (: Weehee , but I hate it when the white stuffs get onto your hand , cause it wont be erased off and it really pisses me off -.-&lt;br /&gt;dang it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you just hate it when the phone rings and you're lazy to pick it up, but then you felt irritated by the noise and walked a mile to get to the phone , but when your hands reach the phone, it stops ringing. Isn't it irritating? Damn . It is , to me -.- And it just happened -.- DANG !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh . Oh yah , 1/1, I'm sorry , the music player is still under construction , cause mixpod has this problem that I couldn't add in the songs -.-  SORRY SORRY ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, off to play restaurant city ! :D byebye (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- Heeheee . Smile smile eyh. Cheeky-o !&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/2448173741786907819-4144270414057715727?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/4144270414057715727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=4144270414057715727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/4144270414057715727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/4144270414057715727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2009/07/threatening-life-it-belongs-to.html' title='Threatening the life it belongs to .'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-2497770875078655755</id><published>2009-07-25T14:49:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T19:02:38.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look into my eyes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Woohoo, I'm back to blogging (:&lt;br /&gt;That's cause I recovered from the stupid fever that I was having on Thursday &amp;amp; Friday -.-&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I'm back to the old me (:&lt;br /&gt;Okay okay, I'm currently searching for a blogskin&lt;br /&gt;Well, I thought of looking for a vintage one, but some skin makers just make me upset, cause they can just put a single colour in the skin, and fill up the page with the word, 'vintage' and they call it a vintage skin. Or they will just put a celebrity's face and just paste the text, ' VINTAGE'&lt;br /&gt;Its just so depressing. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Another thing is that, I realised I have so much hw to do when I was absent on Friday. And there was a history test? OMG. Oh, there's a soccer match on Monday aye? I thought there's English oral? Oh, but still, I can't play soccer, I'm still coughing and have running nose -.-&lt;br /&gt;Darn. I hate being sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh-oh. I still have yet to do my reading rites hw. Shucks.&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya oh ya! Tomorrow, there's gonna be a family gathering at my aunts place , YAY !&lt;br /&gt;Wooohoooo! Which means I can see all my cousins again! :D&lt;br /&gt;Ok fine, I sound like some childish kid that's really pathetic and lonely ._.&lt;br /&gt;I admit, I really am.. well, sorta. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Reasons are ..&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My brothers ain't at home.&lt;br /&gt;2. I can't go out - because I'm sick , and broke. :/&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm scared. :O&lt;br /&gt;4. No one texted me today (Well, except for Lisa and Meiqi. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that explains it why I'm sucha pathetic and lonely kiddo. Darn.&lt;br /&gt;I just realised that I'm kinda addicted to SS501's songs. Well, although I don't understand a single thing they're saying, but the tune's kinda nice (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next thing which I find kinda weird is that, my mum puts one of Michael Jackson's song as her ringtone, and whenever her phone rings, it would scare the s*** outta me. Gosh, I gotta find a way to influence her about changing her ringing tone :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so over and done with Taylor Swift's songs, since Meiqi made me hear "you belong with me" for 6 times at the library. Gosh, it was torture. Really true.  Lets see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Love story -  Cinderella stuffs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Our song - About Taylor Swift and this guy sharing a song and stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Cold as you- About how she became as cold as that guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'd lie - About her denying her love for a guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Forever and always - about how she and Joe Jonas broke up and stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You should've said no - About her telling the guy, "you should've said no , when you still had me" ( I think)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Fearless - (Frankly speaking, I still like Fearless ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tim Mcgraw - About a guy named Tim Mcgraw -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You belong with me - About how she claims that, Travis Till was hers and should belong to her, not his cheerleader girlf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Gosh, ain't that true or what? Well, no offence to Taylor swift's fans. But I gotta admit, Demi Lovato is a better singer. I like it when she shouts, so coolio :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays I realise that school life is getting more hectic, like tests and a pile of assignments that are higher than Mount Everest. -.- So pressurising.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, lets see all my tasks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. VE pamphlet&lt;br /&gt;2. Math Remedial hw&lt;br /&gt;3. Reading rites&lt;br /&gt;4. Study for History test that I missed on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;5. DnT sketches.&lt;br /&gt;6. Math worksheets (not remedial ones)&lt;br /&gt;7. Wash school shoes (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay fine, I'm exaggerating. But I have to complete most of the things by this coming week, and its really a lot to do mans .&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh, I don't know how I'm gonna survive in Sec 2 /3/4 .&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; I want a locker ! Cause my bag's damn heavy .&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah, my math textbook is still in Serene's locker !&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh . I have to take it. If not, how am i supposed to revise at home, right right ? See, I'm sucha good girl :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And awww, Faizal Tahir is such an awesome singer aye. (:&lt;br /&gt;Fine, I'll stop denying that the reading rites book is waiting for me on the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cough cough *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- The world is really crashing down..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2448173741786907819-2497770875078655755?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/2497770875078655755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=2497770875078655755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/2497770875078655755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/2497770875078655755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2009/07/look-into-my-eyes.html' title='Look into my eyes.'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-7349389700737997977</id><published>2009-07-22T18:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T18:53:25.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That should be the last time .</title><content type='html'>Life's been &lt;s&gt;awesome &lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;How much better can it be ..&lt;br /&gt;Gosh . True enough yesterday i was happy , and hyper and blah blah ,&lt;br /&gt;But i don't feel that way now .&lt;br /&gt;Few things cropped up in school just now .&lt;br /&gt;And it left me upset, really upset .&lt;br /&gt;And now , i don't feel like completing my DnT hw .&lt;br /&gt;feel so moodless for hw .&lt;br /&gt;Same goes for reading rites -.-&lt;br /&gt;So , i tried looking for NICE blogskins , but to no avail .&lt;br /&gt;Great , i just wasted precious time in my life .&lt;br /&gt;Now the DnT sketch book is practically staring at me , uncompleted ._.&lt;br /&gt;If only , i had the mood to do hw.&lt;br /&gt;Bleah . Should've done yesterday , since i was too hyper.&lt;br /&gt;Ohyeah , my hyperness last night didn't last until this morning,&lt;br /&gt;Eeeesh . You had to spoil it sia . How GREAT .&lt;br /&gt;I feel damn ...&lt;br /&gt;Unexplainable.&lt;br /&gt;OhEmmGeee. IDW malay lesson tmr , got principle observing :O&lt;br /&gt;SCARYSCARYSCARY !&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah , dad drove me to school today , so I didn't take bus .&lt;br /&gt;And when i wanted to go home , i realised i didn't bring EZ-link card -_-&lt;br /&gt;How good can that be sia ?&lt;br /&gt;OhEmmGeee , there's match this Friday , and I'm gonna be playing , scary sia ..&lt;br /&gt;K fine , enough idling for me , gotta do DnT .&lt;br /&gt;Byebye .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- Can you teach me the meaning of happiness ?&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/2448173741786907819-7349389700737997977?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/7349389700737997977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=7349389700737997977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/7349389700737997977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/7349389700737997977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2009/07/that-should-be-last-time.html' title='That should be the last time .'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-8262271650099613575</id><published>2009-07-21T18:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T19:33:02.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Algiophobia</title><content type='html'>Alright .&lt;br /&gt;I've done DNT hw ! (Well , except for the User Definition :/ )&lt;br /&gt;Err , today was sucha happy day , well idk why toos . No problems i guess? Heehee . So jyeah , it was okay .. Hmm , you know what ?!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;IM BORED !&lt;br /&gt;Okay , good . Leelin's online . Phew , at least someone that can ease me (: Oh well , Meiqi's sick, and she's weird when she's quiet . Hoho. Hmmm , what else ?Gosh , I'm feeling so ... HYPER !&lt;br /&gt;Woohoooooo . Sucha Hyperooonie LOL ! Life's been rather good tho' . Eh ? I just realised that I wasn't even sad today , not even for a moment ! Oh-Emm-Geee ! hahah . Why do people always think that I'm sad , when I'm actually feel really happy inside ? LOL . its the opposite way for emo people .. Hahaha . You guys are such bad "body language people " Hahahah . I'm good :D&lt;br /&gt;hahaha .  LOL . okay . Nvm . I'm being ... (pssst , WEIRD ! )  Geee . &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just felt like it (HYPER ! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heeheee . Err , i lovee CHEESEE ! Like,  when you pull it,it'll stretch and its supaaaa cool mans &gt;&lt;  Weeheee . :D Oh ! You know , I have Algiophobia , which means , I'm scared of PAIN! (ok fine , just dont use it against meee !)&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, Im being so ...  Fine fine , I'll go . BYEBYE . :D&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- Its been so fast , and i didn't realise it. That's how well we get along with each other ya' know !&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/2448173741786907819-8262271650099613575?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/8262271650099613575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=8262271650099613575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/8262271650099613575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/8262271650099613575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2009/07/algiophobia.html' title='Algiophobia'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-8041019118324486272</id><published>2009-07-20T20:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T20:53:46.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SmRoo2XDCjI/AAAAAAAAAe8/KVo9YshZFIQ/s1600-h/16032009021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 167px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SmRoo2XDCjI/AAAAAAAAAe8/KVo9YshZFIQ/s400/16032009021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360524507473971762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Baby , I miss youuu ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm,  lets see .&lt;br /&gt;Okay ! Erm , Oh yah , the 'C' div girls had a soccer match against Tampines Sec Sch, and we won , 3-0 ! YAY! Loves &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;And , oh , i skipped HMT , for the match , but i was a reserve -.-&lt;br /&gt;Thn , went to eat after that , as Mr ling gave us money , (again ) hahah&lt;br /&gt;So went opp, as per normal , they all joke like siao  :D&lt;br /&gt;Teeeehheee . (:&lt;br /&gt;Then i bused home :D&lt;br /&gt;Hmm , lets see, lets see .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ! Tmr is Racial Harmony Day right right?!&lt;br /&gt;Heehee , So happy (:&lt;br /&gt;Fine , lets not talk nonsense lah kay .&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah , tmr I'm being a good girl , and study with Meiqi , at library . ( :&lt;br /&gt;And, training on Wednesday starts at 5.30 !&lt;br /&gt;zomg!&lt;br /&gt;Wohkay , byebye .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2448173741786907819-8041019118324486272?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/8041019118324486272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=8041019118324486272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/8041019118324486272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/8041019118324486272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='(:'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SmRoo2XDCjI/AAAAAAAAAe8/KVo9YshZFIQ/s72-c/16032009021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-7141341032911582736</id><published>2009-07-17T18:53:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T20:00:18.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moodless ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SmRcLLMyIVI/AAAAAAAAAe0/1jWKz13JBTo/s1600-h/09af4451aa37a766.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 151px; height: 154px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SmRcLLMyIVI/AAAAAAAAAe0/1jWKz13JBTo/s400/09af4451aa37a766.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360510803532456274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Seriously, I didn't know why I was really moody this morning .&lt;br /&gt;Guess I was too pressurized .&lt;br /&gt;And my leg muscles are still aching from wednesday's training . :O&lt;br /&gt;Oh , and whenever I laugh, my stomach hurts, also because of Wednesday's dinner with the soccer girls . heehee .&lt;br /&gt;I was hyped up a lil' during science class , as we went to the lab and did experiments, and my hand still smells like Sulphur ._.&lt;br /&gt;But Jy kept on taking pix , which pissed me off -.-&lt;br /&gt;Recess was sucha rush -.-&lt;br /&gt;Thn , MT . As usual, I was doing hw (:&lt;br /&gt;Jeez , I made Meiqi moodless too ):&lt;br /&gt;Sorry yeah ?&lt;br /&gt;Well , I chatted with Erfa just now, and she was sad ..&lt;br /&gt;Gosh , girls' schools seems pressurizing ..&lt;br /&gt;Right , gonna celebrate mum's belated bday (:&lt;br /&gt;Byebye :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- Life's bad without you guys, I miss you all .&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/2448173741786907819-7141341032911582736?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/7141341032911582736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=7141341032911582736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/7141341032911582736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/7141341032911582736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2009/07/seriously-i-didnt-know-why-i-was-really.html' title='Moodless ..'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SmRcLLMyIVI/AAAAAAAAAe0/1jWKz13JBTo/s72-c/09af4451aa37a766.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-7994220507551659087</id><published>2009-07-15T21:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T19:24:05.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soccer training .</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/hyper" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 167px; height: 132px;" src="http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t149/naruto_freak_npc/HypernessWeloveit.jpg" alt="Hyperness. Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heyhey ,&lt;br /&gt;Had training today , was fun (:&lt;br /&gt;Err , after that , went to the opp shop with the soccer girls - Mo, momo, Regina, I-cha, Amanda, Jiaxuan, Qianyan and  Zoe, as Mr ling gave us money to buy bubble tea :D&lt;br /&gt;So, some of them had dinner , and i drank bubble tea only.&lt;br /&gt;then they chatted and stuff, LOL , so funny . They were so hyper !&lt;br /&gt;And, momo was like super funny kay ! I kept laughing like siao .&lt;br /&gt;hahah , then went home at ard 7 plus plus ? Then reached home at 8 .&lt;br /&gt;Yay ! What a great dayy ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm , playing soccer as last man was quite fun ? Heehee . (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2448173741786907819-7994220507551659087?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/7994220507551659087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=7994220507551659087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/7994220507551659087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/7994220507551659087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2009/07/soccer-training.html' title='Soccer training .'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-1430063831118676145</id><published>2009-07-13T18:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T20:21:30.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>awesome.awesome.awesome.awesome.awesome</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SlsmrThxwGI/AAAAAAAAAeA/Rmnq_Oo_4rI/s1600-h/P070709_20.29+flip.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 184px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SlsmrThxwGI/AAAAAAAAAeA/Rmnq_Oo_4rI/s400/P070709_20.29+flip.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357918707105513570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello . yay . today was kinda awesome ?&lt;br /&gt;Okay ar..&lt;br /&gt;There were like 7 absentees sia !&lt;br /&gt;All because of fever.&lt;br /&gt;Haiyo .&lt;br /&gt;Err, started off with P.E . Wahlao. What a spoiler for the day ..&lt;br /&gt;Then had to run 5 rounds around the canteen . -.-&lt;br /&gt;Fine fine, i sacrifice my energy for building my stamina for the soccer tournament :/&lt;br /&gt;Er , after that recess , blah blah blah .&lt;br /&gt;Then MT . Er, studied for HMT test in malay class LOL .&lt;br /&gt;Err , oh science, I'm beginning to be better in Science , since i understood and absorbed what Miss Ng taught us (: YAY! Ok, now I changed my mind about my place . (; I like it (:  I felt that i can concentrate better (:&lt;br /&gt;Hoho . Weird aye ?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm , lets see .&lt;br /&gt;After school , Jy accompanied me to eat and waited for 265 with me (:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH , since i had to go for HMT at anderson .&lt;br /&gt;Dang .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhh! There's an ant on my keyboard !&lt;br /&gt;LOL.  i think it thinks that these are ladders , LOL .&lt;br /&gt;Okay, its gone. I think i killed it . Hahahah . :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighties, BYEBYE .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Friendster is soooo laggy -.-&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/2448173741786907819-1430063831118676145?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/1430063831118676145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=1430063831118676145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/1430063831118676145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/1430063831118676145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2009/07/hello.html' title='awesome.awesome.awesome.awesome.awesome'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SlsmrThxwGI/AAAAAAAAAeA/Rmnq_Oo_4rI/s72-c/P070709_20.29+flip.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-4931616216968983896</id><published>2009-07-12T16:40:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T17:03:44.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You made my day  (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/funny%20quote" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i638.photobucket.com/albums/uu106/XOmegan6478/funny.jpg" border="0" alt="quote:) Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello hello.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, actually im rushing like siao thru this post .&lt;br /&gt;er, okay .&lt;br /&gt;today , was quite enjoyable ? i guess so ba.&lt;br /&gt;Cause in the morning, i was cheered up (:&lt;br /&gt;Cheer people up, they cheer you up back right ?&lt;br /&gt;Hahah , yes . I believe in that , because it DOES happen okay !&lt;br /&gt;Er, yeah, so tmr , there's HMT , idiom test.&lt;br /&gt;OMG , i haven't study sia.&lt;br /&gt;Shucks . :/&lt;br /&gt;Okay , so after this post , I'm so gonna do hw, and study :O&lt;br /&gt;Woah , so rare of me to do that .&lt;br /&gt;HAHA .&lt;br /&gt;Actually i wanted to study about 1h 42 minutes ago, but i realised my mp3 had no batt , so i switched on the computer for the SECOND time , and charged my phone :P&lt;br /&gt;And of course, i got distracted, and went to look for games, and logged on to ebuddy, and plurked and facebooked and twitted. LOL&lt;br /&gt;I was distracted. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;Hmm , and i also went friendster?&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah, i ate also . hahahha&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, i heard that on monday , there's a soccer match ?&lt;br /&gt;WTH ! ?&lt;br /&gt;I have HMT sia ...&lt;br /&gt;And no , i don't wanna skip, I've got a test, which i'm gonna study for ! :D&lt;br /&gt;Next distraction might be my phone, since i've got games in it :O&lt;br /&gt;LOL .Okay , erm , oh yah , tmr , can someone accompany me go to the bustop near AMK hub there? Please please . Since the person who's supposed to bring me there's not free ):&lt;br /&gt;Fine , i'll just literally beg Jiayu . Hoho . *evil smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K fine , i guess thats all ba . (:&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE.&lt;br /&gt;xoxo , Shamilahhhh  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- You make my day toos, don't worry, I'm here (:&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/2448173741786907819-4931616216968983896?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/4931616216968983896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=4931616216968983896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/4931616216968983896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/4931616216968983896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-made-my-day.html' title='You made my day  (:'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-2458303507584548528</id><published>2009-07-11T18:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T12:47:58.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a rollercoaster ride.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/color%20splash" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i0006.photobucket.com/albums/0006/findstuff22/Best%20Images/Photography/ferriswheel1.jpg" alt="color splash Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hey hey .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Let's talk ;D ahahaha . (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On my things to do list, there's..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Complete math WS, which is like 2 days late.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;DnT assignment.&lt;/s&gt;DONE ! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;HMalay Composition&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Study for HMalay idiom test.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Complete reading my library books.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Err, and wash my soccer socks. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Play restaurant city on FB (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;Get over the misunderstanding ASAP!&lt;/s&gt; DONE ! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Put the screen protector for my phone (:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;Finish playing Diamond Twister on phone :D &lt;/s&gt;DONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ahem, actually i went online to do DnT. But I'm not, hahahah .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay, I'm being bad. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hmm , i wanna do quiz, tagged by Deeneeee (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1.The person who asked me to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Deenee .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2.Your relationship with him or her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Besties .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3.Your first impression on him/her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Very fair - LOL .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4.Your most memorable moment with him/her ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Hmm, writing songs for her ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5.The most memorable thing you said to him/her ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Iloveyou ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;6.If him/her becomes your lover?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- She's my lover ! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;7.If him/her becomes your lover , what would you like him/her to improve on ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Nah, nothing much .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;8.If him/her becomes your enemy , what will you do ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Heeheee , idk . ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;9.If him/her becomes your enemy , what will be the reason ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- A fight ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;10.The most desired thing you want to do for her/him now are?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Hug her (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;11.Your overall impression on her/him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Very fair . I want her skin ! LOL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;12.The characteristic you love most about yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Erm, good listener ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;13.The characteristic you hate most about yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- I'm sensitive , i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;14.The most ideal person you want to be is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Seriously, I havent figure that out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;15.For people that care and like you, say something to them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- I love them much much ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;16.Pass this quiz to 10 people who you want to know how they feel about you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. Wanlin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. Dinie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. Lisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4. Jiayu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5. Madeleine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;6. Nadra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;7. Erni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;8. Amirah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;9. Rumaizah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;10. Erfa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;17.Who is 6 having a relationship with ? Nadra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- No one , I guess .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;18.Is 9 a male or female ? Rumaizah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-Female .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;19.If 7 and 10 were together, would it be a good thing ? Erni &amp;amp; Erfa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Err , they are straight . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;20.What is 2 studying at the moment ? Dinie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Err , guitar ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;21.When was the last time you had a chat with 3 ? Lisa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- NOW . (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;22.What kind of music does 8 like ? Amirah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- I guess , everything ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;23.Does 1 have any siblings ? Wanlin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- She has a sister .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;24.Will you woo number 3? Lisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-If i were a guy , I would, cause she's pretty XD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;25. How about 7 ? Erni &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- I guess I would if I were a guy, she's cute XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;26.Is 4 single ? Jiayu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-Yepp. WAIT . I think so .. (hahah , inside joke)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;27.What's the surname of 5 ? Madeleine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Lim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;28.What's the hobby of 5 Madeleine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- I guess its dancing ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;29.Do 5 and 9 get along well ? Madeleine &amp;amp; Rumaizah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- They don't even know each other . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;30.Where is 2 studying at ? Dinie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Ang Mo Kio Secondary School.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;31.Say something casual about your eyes ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- I like them ! (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;32.Have you tried developing feelings for 5 ? Madeleine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- I love her ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;33.What colours does 4 like ? Lisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Green ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;34.Are 5 and 1 good friends ? Wanlin &amp;amp;Madeleine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- I think yes . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;35.Does 7 like 2 ? Erni &amp;amp; Dinie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Err , they don't know each other . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;36.How did you get to know 2 ? Dinie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- In school . We met in Malay class ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;37.Does 1 have any pets ? Wanlin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-I guess not .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;38.Is 7 the sexiest person in the world ? Erni .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-I wouldn't say so , but she's CUTE ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;39.How is 4 related to you ? Jiayu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- She's my "jie" , and also my bestie XD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay , time to go off . I wanna go do DnT . (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;BYEBYE . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; xoxo , Shamilah . &lt;/span&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 style="font-family: arial;" rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5Cfamily%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"; 	mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-bidi-language:AR-SA;} @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;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Aku sudah berjanji dulu, tak mungkin akan ragu kepadamu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2448173741786907819-2458303507584548528?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/2458303507584548528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=2458303507584548528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/2458303507584548528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/2458303507584548528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2009/07/hey-hey.html' title='What a rollercoaster ride.'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-8355200609504855770</id><published>2009-07-10T20:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T19:29:56.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL . ahem ahem .</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/hyper" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i387.photobucket.com/albums/oo314/Kafulein/mood/hyper.gif" border="0" alt="hyper.gif Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey (:&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh . Some of my friends have been telling me about me being moody nowadays, and I'm really sorry kay ? Sorry to involve you guys too in my problem, but isn't that what friends are for ? But I'm sorry if i have made you guys sad by looking at my moody face ):&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for making me laugh, and smile. I really appreciate it lots.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks you guys, Meiqi, Ilina, Jiayu, Wanlin, Leelin. (:&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, A LOT . You have been there for me in my hard times coping in Secondary sch. Thanks for also supporting me all the way. (; And also encouragement.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and not forgetting Madeleine, who advised me a lot and helped me regain my self confidence (:  Well, finally today, i realised that , consoling myself was NOT easy. I played games, twitter, plurked, and facebook-ed but it didn't help much.  But then, i felt better , but not like how my friends cheer me up in school everyday. I don't know how they do that. So pro. (:&lt;br /&gt;But still, its an achievement for me, since i could make myself a bit happier.&lt;br /&gt;Erm, okay lets see.. I miss my brothers )': I haven't seen them for a WEEK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah ..I've been feeling so down just because of one person, okay , i don't know how many but they are one of my close ones. Not listed in this post tho'. Well...&lt;br /&gt;I have no comment, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of ranting for today..&lt;br /&gt;Byebye .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO ,&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%5Cfamily%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; 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	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&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;(&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;)ςнαміlαн&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2448173741786907819-8355200609504855770?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/8355200609504855770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=8355200609504855770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/8355200609504855770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/8355200609504855770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2009/07/lol-ahem-ahem.html' title='LOL . ahem ahem .'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i387.photobucket.com/albums/oo314/Kafulein/mood/th_hyper.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-4271385191493776005</id><published>2009-07-09T20:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T21:16:05.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter just wasn't my season..</title><content type='html'>OK . i give up.&lt;br /&gt;I prefer blogger.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, the others are soooo complicating sia -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, today was super FUN.&lt;br /&gt;Ilina and Jiayu walked me to AMKhub bustop as I had to go for HMT at that bustop,&lt;br /&gt;and they walked me there! So sweet (: But nah, I literally begged them -.-&lt;br /&gt;Hahah . Then we went in AMK hub since Ilina and Jy wanted to take the phone catalogs for DNT.&lt;br /&gt;LOL , so kiasu. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Kay, then Ilina had to go home ):&lt;br /&gt;So left me and jy.&lt;br /&gt;So we went to Mcd , since we wanted to eat :B&lt;br /&gt;Bought 'Chic &amp;amp; cheese' Woohoo. So cheesy sia. hahah .&lt;br /&gt;Then then, ate and ate. Felt thirsty and bought drinks frm 7-eleven (:&lt;br /&gt;YAY ! peach tea rockzxcxc. (:&lt;br /&gt;Then took 265 to Anderson for HMT .&lt;br /&gt;Heehee . HMT was FUN!&lt;br /&gt;hahah . We had this Idiom test , then I couldn't memorise some idioms, and had to go to the front to so-called perform&lt;br /&gt;for the whole class, with some other girls.&lt;br /&gt;LOL . then Cikgu gave us a chance, as she posted a qn to us, and whoever got it, can get away from "performing" .&lt;br /&gt;Then cikgu posted a qn, then I was like frantically raising my hands, then some of them were laughing, and they made me laugh, and I laughed till I could pee in my skirt ! LOL . Then everyone was like , "err , why is Shamilah laughing like that ?"&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH . OMG so funny . My teacher was puzzled. hahah .&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now I think I'm sucha weirdo. hahah .&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiyo , I still have yet to do Math hw. ): Sadded. D: And my calculator's with Wanlin. So i have to use brother's super confusing calculator. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I miss my brothers, since they weren't at home these few days ): I haven't talked to them for a week! Oh gosh. I also didn't see their faces D:&lt;br /&gt;How saddening .&lt;br /&gt;Alrighties . Byebye (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2448173741786907819-4271385191493776005?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/4271385191493776005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=4271385191493776005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/4271385191493776005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/4271385191493776005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2009/07/ok.html' title='Winter just wasn&apos;t my season..'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-68222470604177625</id><published>2009-07-05T20:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T21:15:28.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I ain't moving , baby .</title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;HEY PEOPLE, I'VE MOVED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://electroxuted.hoodstars.com/"&gt;My new blog. (:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do leave a comment :D&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2448173741786907819-68222470604177625?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/68222470604177625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=68222470604177625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/68222470604177625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/68222470604177625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2009/07/hey-people-ive-moved.html' title='I ain&apos;t moving , baby .'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-876285643736798939</id><published>2009-07-04T17:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T18:27:54.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rationality.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/Sk8oR2gzbfI/AAAAAAAAAd4/YAe0SsZfCD0/s1600-h/Photographer+skill+1006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 111px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/Sk8oR2gzbfI/AAAAAAAAAd4/YAe0SsZfCD0/s400/Photographer+skill+1006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354542769122799090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay, frankly speaking, I'm getting bored of my skin..&lt;br /&gt;Well, yeah, i change my mind very fast. (:&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its something that I can be optimistic of.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm really pessimistic about stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that I'm sucha screw up at times.&lt;br /&gt;Screw it.&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh, I did screw up.&lt;br /&gt;Fine, it wasn't on purpose...&lt;br /&gt;But, I felt so bad, and still bear a grudge towards myself :/&lt;br /&gt;That's bad enough ain't it?&lt;br /&gt;Movin' on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so proud of myself for being a good girl for TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;s&gt;did&lt;/s&gt; COMPLETED my e-learning for religious class.&lt;br /&gt;Such an achievement, and for once, I didn't text at all! (:&lt;br /&gt;Another achievement! YES !&lt;br /&gt;The only thing is that, I have not completed my homework yet.&lt;br /&gt;Oh no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah, I'm super addicted to Sophie Kinsella's books.&lt;br /&gt;But its quite... ahem, uncensored.&lt;br /&gt;That's one reason why i don't like her books.&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I love her books! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I don't know why, but the time is moving unbearably slow, cause I can't wait to watch Manjalara's last episode! :O&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so so so BORED. Can anyone be online and talk to me?&lt;br /&gt;Haieeesh.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah.&lt;br /&gt;Soccer training was yesterday, and it was quite fun? But I have to improve :/&lt;br /&gt;:D The C girls are quite nice. (:&lt;br /&gt;And we got free tickets to AYG, soccer finals (: YAY!&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait. Its on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;Hoho. Going with Ilina and her family, or with parents if i can get the tickets for them (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that I'm like a bookworm these days.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, is that a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;Nah, I like it tho'. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go shopping!&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, what else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching TV today, and at every minute, at least one channel has a show on MJ and his legendary achievements. I felt kinda sad, for a reason, that I myself don't know.&lt;br /&gt;His life was so saddening.&lt;br /&gt;Like, people accusing him of child molestation and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Only god knows what he is, as a person inside himself.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Everyone has to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-I don't want to shift all my attention to you, I'm trying to forget you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-You gave me a first impression that I can never forget.&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/2448173741786907819-876285643736798939?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/876285643736798939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=876285643736798939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/876285643736798939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/876285643736798939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2009/07/sucha-screw-up.html' title='Rationality.'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/Sk8oR2gzbfI/AAAAAAAAAd4/YAe0SsZfCD0/s72-c/Photographer+skill+1006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-5440187213583883596</id><published>2009-06-30T21:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T21:52:06.551+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy happy'/><title type='text'>Sitting all alone inside your head.</title><content type='html'>Woohhoooo . Finally changed blogskin (: YAY !&lt;br /&gt;Lol . Random . Nvm.&lt;br /&gt;Err , okay , few things , or should i say , WEIRD things..&lt;br /&gt;Err yeah , some people should know right ?&lt;br /&gt;Haiyo . Hope it settles soon enough .&lt;br /&gt;Kinda depressing .&lt;br /&gt;My dear , " Sooner or later, you'll have to face the truth, no point hiding those lies. "&lt;br /&gt;Take my advice into consideration, you'll need it , seriously...&lt;br /&gt;In life, you don't expect easy answers .&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry for anything that will turn ugly , cause we'll be here for you, whenever you need us.&lt;br /&gt;Life's a hard thing , thats why we need people like friends and family .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Wahseh , i love this semester lah .&lt;br /&gt;So fun. (:&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to everyday , and now i hate weekends alr (:&lt;br /&gt;cause I'm having my religious class exam on saturday , and i haven't study D:&lt;br /&gt;OH NO !&lt;br /&gt;Gosh . I'm not supposed to be blogging , hahah .&lt;br /&gt;Well , nvm .&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna pull thru . LOL . jkjk .&lt;br /&gt;No la , must study de. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohmygosh , there's soccer tmr. So tiring . ):&lt;br /&gt;Alrighties .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BA BOOOOM !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;br /&gt;8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEEE .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2448173741786907819-5440187213583883596?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/5440187213583883596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=5440187213583883596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/5440187213583883596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/5440187213583883596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2009/06/sitting-all-alone-inside-your-head.html' title='Sitting all alone inside your head.'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-291509562232992833</id><published>2009-06-27T13:42:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T19:48:14.191+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TAG REPLIES'/><title type='text'>RE- edit</title><content type='html'>Tag Replies (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To ; nadra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-hahahah. i know i'm your loved ones. mls ar nk buat quiz ni sume... hahahaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reply&lt;/span&gt; : haha . nvm larr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i know how you do your blogskin!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reply&lt;/span&gt; : LOL .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To ; Renald&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-hah! i know why its 5. lol. Cool sia, those face changing thingys. tags&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reply&lt;/span&gt; : No you don't . Its not like before lar. And yah ! its cool . heeeheee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To ; Lisa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-BROWN ! niceeee . wahseh ! QUIZ ! yipeedeedaadoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reply&lt;/span&gt; : lol . Brown's niceee (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- k its white now .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reply&lt;/span&gt; : haha , yeah . (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To ; amelia xD , rena &amp;amp;amberzzero4teen&lt;br /&gt;amelia xD - hellos&lt;img src="http://www4.shoutmix.com/smileys/grin.gif" alt=":D" title=":D" /&gt; taggs :]&lt;br /&gt;rena -hiies...taggies....&lt;br /&gt;amberzzero4teen - stained&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reply&lt;/span&gt; :&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Thanks :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------EDIT------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay . I have finally done my history notes ! Yeah ! Like finally .&lt;br /&gt;Phew. Ohkay, frankly speaking, I want school to reopen . The reason is that , I'm bored at home, and I have no money to go out , that's sad , so I'd rather go to school and mum'll give me money ! Oh gosh, I'm so desperate. Haiyo . Oh yeah , I haven't completed HMT hw. Darn it . -.-  Uh . I hate ringkasan lahhhh ! Shucks man. Oh yah . I'm gonna have madrasah exams, and I'll have to study . Ain't that sad ? Uh. Gosh . Memorizing leh . Haiyoo. Don't know how to survive ar. Erm , oh yah , i don't know why, but i LOVE plurk . hahah . Its super fun kay , ok fine, not literally , but i can shout my worries there , and I'll feel much much better. (: Hahah . Oh , and i just realized that this blogskin doesn't have archives. Shucks lah . I hate blogskins without archives man . ):  Well, i'm gonna have to change it , soon , cause I'm busy nowadays. What else ? to study for madrasah exam lor . ): Saddening ): Wellwellwell. My life's so pathetic . Oh , I've been thinking about this, "what's gonna happen when its the end of the world ? Am I gonna go through it or will I die first ? " Gosh , its really scaring me out . Its all in god's hands, I guess. We can't control it. Well I was thinking about that when I was in my religious class , and my teacher was talking about the end of the world and stuff like that . So I was thinking real hard about it. Pardon me.  Lets just live and abide to our religion to the fullest . That's the best .&lt;br /&gt;Oh no , i sound like a depressed person, don't I ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2448173741786907819-291509562232992833?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/291509562232992833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=291509562232992833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/291509562232992833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/291509562232992833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2009/06/tag-replies-to-nadra-hahahah.html' title='RE- edit'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-4849031775503565382</id><published>2009-06-26T22:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T23:03:16.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THREEEEE topics (:</title><content type='html'>Okay . For ONCE . i have topics to talk about (: To be exact , THREEE (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;MJ's death &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dead broke &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;KFC :O &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kay kay . I woke up this morning , and after brother used comp , he told my mum , MJ's dead . Then my mum was like , " is it true ? you can't believe internet you know ... " after that , dad switched on TV and head lines were ... "Michael Jackson dies at 50 " and my mouth was like , :O&lt;br /&gt;So saddening . ): Well , its his time to go , right ? we can't do anything about it tho ' . Altho' i don't like his music too much , i still feel sad tho , as i heard his life story .&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Okay , number 2 . IM DEAD BROKE , like seriously . dead broke. dead broke. dead broke. dead broke. dead broke. dead broke. dead broke. dead broke. dead broke. dead broke. dead broke. dead broke. dead broke. dead broke. dead broke. dead broke. dead broke. dead broke. dead broke. dead broke. dead broke. dead broke. dead broke. dead broke. dead broke. dead broke. dead broke. dead broke. dead broke. dead broke. dead broke. dead broke. dead broke ! Okay . nvm . wait  still school reopens and mum will gimme money (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kay kay , number 3 . KFC. Shucks . I'm addicted to the chicken . D: Woohoo . Crispy crispy . ShucksShucks . I think I ate it twice today . Oh no . Haiyo . Think i've put on weight :x Oh well . Soccer please help me !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well . THREEE . all done (: First time i had topics right ? Yay !&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah , went to ReiYi's hse today . LOL . so fun . Wanlin's so RANDOM . uh . She's my sister , YAY ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighties, BYEBYE .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teeheee .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-King of Pop , You'll be missed greatly by the world , what a big loss. D:&lt;br /&gt;-School reopen please , so I'll have money !&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/2448173741786907819-4849031775503565382?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/4849031775503565382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=4849031775503565382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/4849031775503565382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/4849031775503565382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2009/06/threeeee-topics.html' title='THREEEEE topics (:'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-1856970295388403698</id><published>2009-06-25T12:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T13:05:03.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Erm , okay , my blog looks kinda dead sia .&lt;br /&gt;Okay nvm .&lt;br /&gt;Well , i guess school's not gonna be extended ? Oh gosh.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah . i wanna change blogskin !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh byebye .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subway's cookies ROCKS ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;  -Yay ! I'm happy for it (:&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/2448173741786907819-1856970295388403698?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/1856970295388403698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=1856970295388403698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/1856970295388403698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/1856970295388403698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2009/06/erm-okay-my-blog-looks-kinda-dead-sia.html' title=''/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-5776236400246566881</id><published>2009-06-21T09:32:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T11:01:03.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2 months ! 8D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/Sj2iHf0wktI/AAAAAAAAAdw/bMkwN4AiSz8/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 122px; height: 190px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/Sj2iHf0wktI/AAAAAAAAAdw/bMkwN4AiSz8/s400/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349610182071587538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rudy Youngblood - Main Character of Apocalypto .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew , i kinda miss blogging , so here i am .&lt;br /&gt;On Friday, watched a movie , called Apocalypto .&lt;br /&gt;OMG . it was so touching , and GORY . people were like smacking each others heads , eww , and left blood spewing out . YUCKS .&lt;br /&gt;It was really touching , and i cried , like for the first time while watching a movie .&lt;br /&gt;The main character was named Jaguar Paw in the movie , and his real name is Rudy Youngblood . And i could say , he's quite hot ! LOL .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've obtained the plot . (: from wikipedia . Read !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The film begins with an epigraph  from Will Durant : "A great civilization is not conquered from without until it has destroyed itself from within."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While hunting tapir in the Mesoamerican jungle, Jaguar Paw , his father Flint Sky (Morris Birdyellowhead) , and their fellow tribesmen encounter a procession of traumatized and fearful refugees. The procession's leader explains that their lands have been ravaged, and asks for Flint Sky's permission to pass through the jungle. When Jaguar Paw and his tribesmen return to their village, Flint Sky tells his son not to let the procession's state of fear seep into him. At night, the tribe's elder tells the village a fable of man forever unable to fill his want, despite having been given the capabilities of all of the animals. The villagers follow the story with music and dance, leaving Jaguar Paw to ponder.&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, Jaguar Paw wakes from a nightmare to see strangers enter the village and set the huts ablaze. The raiders, led by Zero Wolf Raoul Trujillo , attack and subdue the villagers. Jaguar Paw slips out with his pregnant wife Seven (Dalia Hernández) and his little son Turtles Run, lowering them on a vine into a small cave (a chultun, shaped something like a well) to hide them. Jaguar Paw returns to the village to fight the raiders but is subdued with the rest of the tribe. A raider whom Jaguar Paw attacks and almost kills, the vicious Middle Eye (Gerardo Taracena), slits Flint Sky's throat while Jaguar Paw helplessly watches. His last words to him are to not be afraid. Before the raiders leave the village with their prisoners, one suspicious raider severs the vine leading into the ground cave, trapping Jaguar Paw's wife and son within.  The raiders and their captives trek toward the Maya city, encountering razed forests, falling trees, failed maize crops, slaves producing Plaster , and the sick and dying. A small diseased girl prophesies that a man bringing the jaguar will bring the raiders to those who will scratch out the earth and end their world. In the city's outskirts, the female captives are sold as slaves and the males are escorted to the top of a Mesoamerican pyramid The high priest sacrifices several captives by decapitating them after pulling out their beating hearts. When Jaguar Paw is about to be sacrificed, a Solar eclipse (also prophesied by the girl) stays the priest's hand. He looks at the king, sitting nearby, and the two share a smile while the people below panic at the phenomenon. The priest declares the sun god Kukulkan is satisfied with the sacrifices. He asks Kukulkan to let light return to the world and the eclipse passes. The crowd cheers in amazement as the priest orders that the remaining captives be disposed of. Zero Wolf takes the villagers to an amphitheater. The captives are released in pairs and forced to run the length of the open space within the amphitheater to give Zero Wolf's men target practice, with a cynical promise of freedom should they reach the end of the field alive. However, Zero Wolf's son, Cut Rock, is sent to the end of the field to "dispose of" any survivors. The raiders target them with javelins, arrows, and slingstones as they run. Jaguar Paw is struck by an arrow through the abdomen but reaches the end of the field and breaks off the arrowhead. As Cut Rock, approaches to finish him off with an obsidian blade, Jaguar Paw shoves the broken arrow into Cut Rock's throat. As Cut Rock bleeds out with Zero Wolf easing him into the next life, Jaguar Paw escapes through a withered maize field and an open mass grave. The enraged Zero Wolf and his raiders pursue Jaguar Paw into the jungle and back toward Jaguar Paw's home. Along the way, one of the raiders is killed by a black jaguar that has been disturbed by Jaguar Paw. As he flees, Jaguar Paw jumps over a high waterfall and survives, declaring from the riverbank below that the raiders are now in his homelands. Zero Wolf's raiders jump the waterfall as well, then fall to both the forest's elements and Jaguar Paw's traps. A heavy rain sets in, which begins to flood the ground cave in which Jaguar Paw's wife and son are still trapped. Jaguar Paw kills one raider with a poisoned dart and bludgeons Middle Eye in hand-to-hand combat and kills Zero Wolf by leading him into a trap meant for hunting tapir. He is chased by two remaining raiders out to a beach where they encounter the fourth expedition of Christopher Columbus making their way ashore in boats. The amazement of the raiders allows Jaguar Paw to flee. He returns into the forest to pull his wife and son out of the flooded pit where they are hiding around the time when Seven gives birth to a child. He returns in time to save the family, and sees that his wife has given birth to a healthy second son. As the family walks near the coastline, Jaguar Paw's wife asks what the strange objects near the shore are. Jaguar Paw responds only that "they bring men." Jaguar Paw and his family go deeper into the forest, "to seek a new beginning," leaving the Spanishwho are anchored in ships off the beach.&lt;/blockquote&gt;I actually watched this movie twice . LOL . its really nice . Go and watch . @ &lt;a href="http://www.watch-movies-links.net/s/apocalypto.html"&gt;CLICK HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry ,  its not a prank or whatsoever , that makes you click "OK" all the time .&lt;br /&gt;hahaha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okie . Byebye . (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s . LOL . Dad cooked breakfast . Eggs with Potato . 8O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Happy TWO month , godbrother ! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/2448173741786907819-5776236400246566881?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/5776236400246566881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=5776236400246566881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/5776236400246566881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/5776236400246566881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-2-months-8d.html' title='Happy 2 months ! 8D'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/Sj2iHf0wktI/AAAAAAAAAdw/bMkwN4AiSz8/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-5468509694717978030</id><published>2009-06-17T14:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T15:05:56.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tagged by Wanlin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1: What's the colour of your shirt today ?&lt;br /&gt;; White&lt;br /&gt;2: Are you wearing any contacts lenses recently ?&lt;br /&gt;; Sadly , NOPE&lt;br /&gt;3: Do you know of anyone who likes you right now ?&lt;br /&gt;; Nah , I doubt so&lt;br /&gt;4: Do you love the person who last gave you a message ?&lt;br /&gt;; Erm , yeah ! She's my loved one (:&lt;br /&gt;5: Is anyone in your family pregnant ?&lt;br /&gt;; Nah.&lt;br /&gt;6: At what age do you want to get married ?&lt;br /&gt;; Late twentys ar .&lt;br /&gt;7: Are you listening to any songs ?&lt;br /&gt;; yeap , Bubbly - Colbie Caillat&lt;br /&gt;8: What will you be sleeping with ?&lt;br /&gt;; LOL , my pillows&lt;br /&gt;9: What's the colours of your room ?&lt;br /&gt;; Sadly , i don't have a room . D:&lt;br /&gt;10: Who have you featured in your friendster ?&lt;br /&gt;; Nadra &amp;amp; Erni&lt;br /&gt;11: Have your featured friends gone to your house before ?&lt;br /&gt;; Yeaps (:&lt;br /&gt;12: Have you bathed ?&lt;br /&gt;; Yes . And i smell niceeee :D&lt;br /&gt;13: Would you ever tell a person you love the person ?&lt;br /&gt;; YES ! of course .&lt;br /&gt;14: What's your plan for your next birthday?&lt;br /&gt;; Hmm , have my friends over in a chalet ?&lt;br /&gt;15: Who's birthday was just over ?&lt;br /&gt;; Err , Erfa ?&lt;br /&gt;16: When's your birthday ?&lt;br /&gt;; 23rd October&lt;br /&gt;17: Are you wearing any nail polishes now ?&lt;br /&gt;; Nope .&lt;br /&gt;18 : Who's at home ?&lt;br /&gt;; Mummy :D&lt;br /&gt;19: Ever had sex on the first date ?&lt;br /&gt;; No , no , never&lt;br /&gt;20.What's on the table nearest to you ?&lt;br /&gt;; English Phrase book , pencilcase , Hp .&lt;br /&gt;21: Who are you looking at ?&lt;br /&gt;; Whaddya expect ? the computer screen lah deyy .&lt;br /&gt;22: Do you sleep with your bears ?&lt;br /&gt;; Nah , they make me have flu . -.-&lt;br /&gt;23: Still keep your barbie dolls ?&lt;br /&gt;; Nah , i ripped their heads and threw them in the dustbin (:&lt;br /&gt;24: Do you have any ex?&lt;br /&gt;; I guess so .&lt;br /&gt;25: Do you like anyone now ?&lt;br /&gt;; Duh , who doesn't . I love my loved ones (:&lt;br /&gt;26: What bottom are you wearing now ?&lt;br /&gt;; LOL , NBPS shorts (:&lt;br /&gt;27: Who is the one closest to you ?&lt;br /&gt;; A lot leh .&lt;br /&gt;28: What time do you sleep everyday ?&lt;br /&gt;; 11 plus&lt;br /&gt;29: What is your CCA ?&lt;br /&gt;; AMKSS Soccer {girls }&lt;br /&gt;30: What do you do if you are in bad mood ?&lt;br /&gt;; Shout at any random people .&lt;br /&gt;31: Do you have any friendster or MSN ?&lt;br /&gt;; Yeapp&lt;br /&gt;32: What school are you from ?&lt;br /&gt;; NBPS &amp;amp; AMKSS&lt;br /&gt;33: What is your classs in school ?&lt;br /&gt;; Primary: 1.3,2.3,3.1,4.1,5.1,6.1 Secondary: 1/1&lt;br /&gt;34: Do you have any class T-shirt ?&lt;br /&gt;; jiayu ! when are we getting our tshirts !?&lt;br /&gt;35: Do you like your class ?&lt;br /&gt;; YESYES . LOVELOVE (:&lt;br /&gt;36: Who is your form teacher ?&lt;br /&gt;; Miss Clarise Wong .&lt;br /&gt;37: Do you like shopping with your friends ?&lt;br /&gt;; Yes , of course . But they cant top up money when you don't have enough. ):&lt;br /&gt;38: Do you like schooling ?&lt;br /&gt;;Yeah baby (:&lt;br /&gt;39: Do you want to transfer school ?&lt;br /&gt;; No way&lt;br /&gt;40: How many ex-boyfriends do you have ?&lt;br /&gt;; Don't know if he's counted . grr .&lt;br /&gt;41: Who do you like right now ?&lt;br /&gt;; All my loved ones (:  hahhahaha .&lt;br /&gt;42: If you like that person , would you tell him/her you love her ?&lt;br /&gt;; Wait , i thought this question is repeated ? ._.&lt;br /&gt;43: 10 People tagged to do this quiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;1: Wanlin&lt;br /&gt;2: Dinie&lt;br /&gt;3: Lisa&lt;br /&gt;4: Meiqi&lt;br /&gt;5: Syahmi&lt;br /&gt;6:Ilina&lt;br /&gt;7: Jiayu&lt;br /&gt;8: Nadra&lt;br /&gt;9: Erfa&lt;br /&gt;10: Amelia&lt;br /&gt;16: Who is number two having with a relationship with ?&lt;br /&gt;Dinie ; Ahem . Don't know . She's kinda secretive .&lt;br /&gt;17: Is 3 a female/male ?&lt;br /&gt;Lisa ; Female&lt;br /&gt;18: If 7 and 10 gets together , will it be a good thing ?&lt;br /&gt;Jiayu &amp;amp; Amelia ; LOL ! Nah . They're GIRLS&lt;br /&gt;19: What is number 1 studying about ?&lt;br /&gt;Errr , Fashion ?&lt;br /&gt;20: Is number 4 single ?&lt;br /&gt;Meiqi ; LOL . Ask her . i won't say .&lt;br /&gt;21: Say something about number 5 .&lt;br /&gt;Syahmi ; My godbrotherrr !&lt;br /&gt;22: What do you think of number 3 &amp;amp; 6 together ?&lt;br /&gt;Lisa &amp;amp; Ilina ; Errr , girl relationships don't work out jyeah .&lt;br /&gt;23: Describe number 9 .&lt;br /&gt;Smart . (: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24: What will you do if number 6 and 7 fight ?&lt;br /&gt;Jiayu &amp;amp; Ilina ; They'll be pulling each other's hair , and knocking each other's head . It always happen -.-&lt;br /&gt;25: Do you like number 8 ?&lt;br /&gt;Nadra ; YEA ! she's my loved one (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Weeheee . I'm done with the quiz (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2448173741786907819-5468509694717978030?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/5468509694717978030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=5468509694717978030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/5468509694717978030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/5468509694717978030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2009/06/tagged-by-wanlin-1-whats-colour-of-your.html' title=''/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-6580659268857134228</id><published>2009-06-17T12:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T13:42:42.221+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TAG REPLIES'/><title type='text'>I'm glad you thought of that idea .</title><content type='html'>Yoohooo . YAY . im blogging (:&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was kinda fun and irritating .&lt;br /&gt;In the morning , got an sms from Aisyah saying that there's training at 11am !&lt;br /&gt;i was like , -.- the weather so hot at 11am sia !&lt;br /&gt;Then dad sent me to school , YAY .&lt;br /&gt;hahah , then i reached super early , cause Ilina went to sch at 8 plus , cause she thought soccer start at 9am , so when i called her at 8 plus , she wasn't at home -.-&lt;br /&gt;So i reached early , so i could "find her" then when i was on the way , she called me , saying that she already reached home , and i asked her to go back school , but she was tired , and didn't wanna go back sch , so I was like , oh okay lor .&lt;br /&gt;I reached school at about 10 am . And i was bored , i couldnt see a single soul . D:&lt;br /&gt;then at 11 plus , Aisyah came with her friend , like finally !&lt;br /&gt;Then , Mr Siva walked past , then he was like , "i saw this girl (me) sitting here for so long , staring at the water, now then you all come . " Then i was like , LOL , i wasn't staring at the water kay ! Then they wanted to go gym , so i followed , but couldnt get the key , so they went to another gym , and i went home . See , waste money sia , go school , then go home -.- And i found out that there wasn't any training cause Mr Ling was briefing the C boys for AYG . D: So , reached home , then Meiqi asked if i wanna go her house to study with her , and help her make blog , then i asked mum , and i went to her house , she picked me up at GV , and we walked to her house . and it was really colourful (: Hahas . So , we studied first , then help her make blog (: Yay ! it was a success . Then , at 5 plus , went for RUNRUN at Yishun park (: After that , went back to her house , then talktalk (: hahas , then listened songs (: weeheee.  (:  then , she had to bathe and eat dinner , then her mum was like interviewing me. LOL . Then her mum asked me this , "so you like to take pictures ? "&lt;br /&gt;Then i was like , "(: yah . " then she say , "oh ! you very cute . " Then i went like ._.&lt;br /&gt;so , after that , i wanted to go home , but Meiqi was like , "aiyah , later lah . Please " So i had to give in . ): But it was worth it ? Hahah . Then I went out of her house at 9.30 pm and she sent me to bustop , talktalk laughlaugh on the way . haha . so funny .bus came , off i went (:  Then I reached home at 10 plus . Weeeheee . FUNFUN (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today , was boring . Did hw like siao . D:&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah , i wanna reply tags (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;u&gt; Tag Replies &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO : amelia XD&lt;br /&gt;-hellos:} so long nv tagg lerh.. taggs:}}&lt;br /&gt;Reply : Thanks Thanks (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO : aloy&lt;br /&gt;-relink&lt;br /&gt;Reply : Okay , will do soon . (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To : Rinn&lt;br /&gt;- tagged!&lt;br /&gt;Reply : Thanks Thanks (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To : nadra&lt;br /&gt;  -loved ones?? hahaha.. anw, mid valley is the place where i got missing for like 30 mins. damn it laaaa!!!!!!!!! hate that place.!!!&lt;br /&gt;Reply : Yer , loved ones (: LOL , kesian . Nasib baik kau dapat keluar (:  HAHAHAHA . :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-anw, faizal tahir??? aghhhhh!!!!!!!!!! love him, mannnn!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Reply : YESYES ! Hahah , Me too . He's Hot yo ! (8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-woooohoooo!!! erfa gott blog!!! unfortunately, she private it....&lt;br /&gt;Reply : LOL . go ask her la .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To : Erfa&lt;br /&gt;-I invited you to my blog already at &lt;a href="http://www.erfariizah.blogspot.com/" title="http://www.erfariizah.blogspot.com"&gt;My Blog&lt;/a&gt;. You got to help me with something...&lt;br /&gt;Reply : Thanks . What help you need ? okay , tell me yahs ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To : Lisa&lt;br /&gt;-Awww, i'm so sorryy ):&lt;br /&gt;Reply : Its okay .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To : neenee !&lt;br /&gt;  -Erfa got blog ? ahha (: wow&lt;br /&gt;Reply : Err , yah .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To : Myrah&lt;br /&gt;-SHAMILAH . gib me ur email fr blog asap .&lt;br /&gt;Reply : I tagged at your tagboard alr (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To : madeleine(:&lt;br /&gt;  -hellos lenglui!(: tags tags xD&lt;br /&gt;Reply : Hellos CHIOBU ! Thanks 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To : rena&lt;br /&gt;  -hiies...taggies..&lt;br /&gt;Reply : hellos , Thanks (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To : Shuhadah (!)&lt;br /&gt;  -Relink..N tagged..!&lt;br /&gt;Reply : Okay , will do . Thanks (: &lt;/blockquote&gt;Okies . BYEEEE .  ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- Awh , i sayangsayang you . D:&lt;br /&gt;- I miss you damn much D':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2448173741786907819-6580659268857134228?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/6580659268857134228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=6580659268857134228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/6580659268857134228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/6580659268857134228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-glad-you-thought-of-that-idea.html' title='I&apos;m glad you thought of that idea .'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-5254924013956526527</id><published>2009-06-14T11:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T14:32:24.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Class painting rockkss (:</title><content type='html'>Oh my gosh !  Our class painting rocckss mans !&lt;br /&gt;Weeheeee . Feel so contented .&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah , erm .&lt;br /&gt;Gosh , MY HOMEWORK IS PILING UP!&lt;br /&gt;Damn .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg ! my brother's gonna buy me a guitar ! :DDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;Byee .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SjSZXBmjSkI/AAAAAAAAAdY/25EICl9rFDY/s1600-h/WinkSmileGrin986.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 17px; height: 17px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SjSZXBmjSkI/AAAAAAAAAdY/25EICl9rFDY/s200/WinkSmileGrin986.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347067278441794114" 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/2448173741786907819-5254924013956526527?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/5254924013956526527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=5254924013956526527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/5254924013956526527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/5254924013956526527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2009/06/class-painting-rockkss.html' title='Class painting rockkss (:'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SjSZXBmjSkI/AAAAAAAAAdY/25EICl9rFDY/s72-c/WinkSmileGrin986.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-4869724300907591504</id><published>2009-06-10T21:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T21:52:31.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Class painting (:</title><content type='html'>Okays . Hello (:&lt;br /&gt;Erm . Oh yah , had class painting yesterday and today.&lt;br /&gt;Ystd , was super tiring . Climb here and there , paint here , paint there .&lt;br /&gt;Then me and Meiqi had to wash everything , since the others just dumped everything there , like DIRTIED brushes and containers , like grrr .&lt;br /&gt;Haieeesh , and my tshirt got stained and wet after that . -.-&lt;br /&gt;Oh and , yah , i was kinda pissed off ystd , by those we were on duty , but didn't paint an inch of the wall ! So irritating .&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah , and LISA ! You had to paint on me ! oil based leh ! grrr .&lt;br /&gt;Then , today , was much better , cause meiqi and me were slacking , more than what we did.&lt;br /&gt;Well , cannot blame us leh , we did A LOT the day before .&lt;br /&gt;So , we left the work to Nicholas and Brendan .&lt;br /&gt;Nyiahahha , And when Miss Wong checked our progress in painting , me and Meiqi were still slacking , LOLs.&lt;br /&gt;Erm .. Oh yah , I just love the "CSI" code . Its super cool . And , I'm not talking about the show about crime investigation . Its a code shared by me and Meiqi . Hahahah (:&lt;br /&gt;Try finding out . Fat hope .&lt;br /&gt;hahahah .&lt;br /&gt;Okay , BYEBYE (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s . Tmr there's soccer . YAY ! cant wait mans :D&lt;br /&gt;Byeeeee :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2448173741786907819-4869724300907591504?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/4869724300907591504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=4869724300907591504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/4869724300907591504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/4869724300907591504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2009/06/class-painting.html' title='Class painting (:'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-7957765313025987657</id><published>2009-06-08T10:48:00.023+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T20:04:20.153+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>Vacation !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/Siya6j0sVaI/AAAAAAAAAdA/u_Z5t47kV9Q/s1600-h/FT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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Im back . YAY ! Okay , so there will be pix , and maybe a long post :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Im gonna write about my 2 days in KL that was so .. OMG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(oh yah , i went to KL , cause i watched this "malam peranugerahan" of my mum's MLM network company or something.) Cause I watched Faizal Tahir perform 4 songs :O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He's SO HOT , i tell you , cause he has short hair . Not like last time . Okay , shall carry on with my post . :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Day 1 6/6/09 - Oh , Happy Birthday , RIFQI !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Woke up at 5.24 am , bathed and get ready . I was at my aunt's house at Tampines :DAnd , my uncle fetched my mum , auntie and ME @ 6am. So , went to Lavender bus station , or smth like that . And got onto the bus , YAY ! It was super squeasy , as me , my mum , and auntie had to share seats , so imagine 3 people sitting in a 2 person seat , Haiyo . Cause we went in groups , and we were sharing bus with another group , when we were suppose to like , have a bus to our own -.- Oh , so yeah , we went thru the singapore customs , and followed by the malaysia one , and finally , when we reached Johor , we changed buses , and now , i got a seat of my own :) And mum was sitting beside me :D So , it was a drive of few hours , and all i did was , read , sleep , read , sleep . And eat . LOL . and we reached seremban , to do our prayers , and to eat! Cause i was so hungry mans , and trust me , seremban's food is NICE &amp;amp; TASTY &amp;amp; DELICIOUS ! Erm , okay . So , after that , we continued the journey to KL , Putra Stadium , Bukit Jalil . ;D Ohkay , so yeah , it was friggin hot , and when we registered , with our tickets (duh -.-) , we realised that it was only 3.45 pm , and the door opens at 4.30 . Like wth -.- So we waited , and waited and waited , until the door opened at 4.30 , and everyone was like , pushing and pushing , and oh gosh , they were SMELLY O: So , we went in :D And mum was afraid of the steps , and she was pissed off . LOL , so we sat at the higher part of the stadium. And I realised that I left my specs in my bag , which was in my bag -.- Damn. So, i had to squint all the way . So , blahblah , people taking awards and stuff . And finally , FAIZAL TAHIR appeared on stage ! And he was AWESOME! Oh well , saddening part was , i didnt take any pix with my phone as it had low batt -.- And when i tried to take pix with mum's phone , Faizal tahir looked like an ant -.- So i said , "Gahhh , forget it ! " I'll just witness with my eyes . So, whoever out there , that's thinking , "haiyo , Shamilah is sucha fake , she didn't even see Faizal Tahir ,yet she's bragging . cause there was no proof , whatsoever .. " Well , I don't care what you guys will say , cause only god knows what I have witnessed :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He performed four songs .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1st Song - Kerna Kamu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2nd Song - Coba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3rd Song - Its my life (originally sang by Bon Jovi)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4th Song - Gemuruh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I like Gemuruh ! 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Yeah baby .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh yah , and award takings again . Thenthen , there's this HK guy , called Raymond Lam .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And , okay , i literally slept , and mum brought me out of the stadium , cause she was bored too . LOL . Okay , so after that . bye bye . then we went to concorde hotel for the night . It was a five star hotel, but the water for us to shower was YELLOW in colour , yes , YELLOW. Erm , then bathed, cause i thought it was normal -.- then i finished bathing and i told my mum , "Ma , why is the water yellow ? " then she checked , and yes , i was bathing in dirty water . YUCKS . then, mum's friend , which was in the same room as us , went to our neighbour , which was my mum's friend too , and she asked if we could bathe there since the water in their bathroom was clean :D LOL . As we could enter the neighbouring room by opening a door in our room , we could bathe there the next morning :D Woohooo . thenthen , we were all hungry , and our room neighbour ( mum's friend ) offered to buy food for us , and at that time , it was already 1am .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But they still bought for us , and they delivered the food at 2.30 am . From 1 am to 2.30 am , i was sleeping , and mum waked me up. heeehee . Then ate , and went to sleep at 2.40 am .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lols . So , it was goodnight for the day :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Day 2 - 7/6/09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Last Day ! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay , so wake up at 7.30 . And went to the neighbouring room to bathe , since they gave us permission , and they were all fast asleep but their alarm clocks were noisy . LOLs . so bathed, and got ready . oh yah , camwhored a little . Erm , then at 8 am , went down for breakfast . Woohoo . American breakfast yawww ! hahha . oh , and i tried blue cheese , since my mum said , " its once in a lifetime , since you know i won't buy it " LOLs . so i tried .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And , OMG . it sucks okay ! it tastes like really sourish and bitter. YUCKS . so , whoever that hates sourish stuff , never ever eat blue cheese , you will certainly puke . D: Oh yeah , after eating , went to the lobby , to wait for the bus to bring us to a water show/ exhibition . and we waited like , so long. So finally bus came , and BYEBYE concorde ! Oh yah , and my shoe broke . My nike shoe ! the sole went off , and mum asked me to put rubberband -.- looks weird , so i changed to slippers in the bus . Hoho . then reached the place . And it was so cool ya know ! Many many facts :D then boarded bus again. hahaha . then , it was already 1pm. We were supposed to finish the exhibition like 1hr ago . cause the original schedule was , finish exhibition @ 12 noon , proceed to Mid valley shopping mall @ 12-2.45 pm. 3 pm , Head back to Singapore . But we were late , so we only had one hour to shop , since we took 1 hr to eat , and i was supposed to buy my converse shoes . But couldn't find it D: then , went to the place to board the bus , and we waited and waited till 4 pm -.- Was so pissed off lor . So jyeah , we continued our journey to Singapore . First stop was at Pagoh , or smth like that . And we ate . So , continued journey to Singapore :D Again , malaysia customs , and Singapore customs , and thru the singapore customs , we had some problems , well , not me . Mum's friend . Well , can't say it here , its wayy too personal for her, i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So , again we boarded the bus , and alighted at Marsling MRT station and cabbed home :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;YAY !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thats all :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;WEEEEEE . 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SiyX7t_SgxI/AAAAAAAAAcY/6tcH89jDd24/s200/P070609_08.02.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344813909995062034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Purple Socks :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SiyX8e3FhjI/AAAAAAAAAcg/TCF5rghaCxc/s1600-h/P070609_08.05.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SiyX8e3FhjI/AAAAAAAAAcg/TCF5rghaCxc/s200/P070609_08.05.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344813923113993778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Room 706  ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SiyXxe97zwI/AAAAAAAAAcI/9h67sRTthPM/s1600-h/P070609_07.58.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SiyXxApBJlI/AAAAAAAAAb4/G6aCaAJdvX0/s200/P070609_07.57.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344813726023362130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SiyXxM39r1I/AAAAAAAAAcA/zjj_2IAaO5w/s1600-h/P070609_07.57%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 148px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SiyXxM39r1I/AAAAAAAAAcA/zjj_2IAaO5w/s200/P070609_07.57%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344813729307275090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ooops , upside down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SiyXw9ZuWJI/AAAAAAAAAbw/VTONcaLhNCU/s1600-h/P070609_07.55.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SiyXw9ZuWJI/AAAAAAAAAbw/VTONcaLhNCU/s200/P070609_07.55.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344813725153908882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mummy and friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SiyXwiEf4II/AAAAAAAAAbo/Ovi_Q3uRYlo/s1600-h/P070609_07.54.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SiyXwiEf4II/AAAAAAAAAbo/Ovi_Q3uRYlo/s200/P070609_07.54.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344813717817122946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mummy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SiyXhUwtgoI/AAAAAAAAAbg/cjttmtQaCuQ/s1600-h/P070609_07.53.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SiyXhUwtgoI/AAAAAAAAAbg/cjttmtQaCuQ/s200/P070609_07.53.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344813456546431618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;By Mum .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SiyXhGIPbWI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/4z8nO8hk1Fs/s1600-h/P070609_07.52%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SiyXhGIPbWI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/4z8nO8hk1Fs/s200/P070609_07.52%5B02%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344813452618591586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SiyXhMAI_7I/AAAAAAAAAbY/_StgAYEuPEA/s1600-h/P070609_07.52%5B03%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SiyXhMAI_7I/AAAAAAAAAbY/_StgAYEuPEA/s200/P070609_07.52%5B03%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344813454195228594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SiyXgiBaY2I/AAAAAAAAAbA/-pcdIjD7FdQ/s1600-h/P070609_07.52.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SiyXgiBaY2I/AAAAAAAAAbA/-pcdIjD7FdQ/s200/P070609_07.52.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344813442926273378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SiyXg3m_IlI/AAAAAAAAAbI/2bl7ynWcIDQ/s1600-h/P070609_07.52%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SiyXg3m_IlI/AAAAAAAAAbI/2bl7ynWcIDQ/s200/P070609_07.52%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344813448721015378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SiyXMmZyHwI/AAAAAAAAAaY/bim4XrgoNlM/s1600-h/P070609_00.23.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SiyXMmZyHwI/AAAAAAAAAaY/bim4XrgoNlM/s200/P070609_00.23.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344813100504850178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Selamat datang to CONCORDE !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SiyXNY4XciI/AAAAAAAAAa4/Di0H29uAl0k/s1600-h/P070609_07.51.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SiyXNY4XciI/AAAAAAAAAa4/Di0H29uAl0k/s200/P070609_07.51.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344813114054898210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SiyXNapkP1I/AAAAAAAAAaw/d07ybrt59gk/s1600-h/P070609_07.33.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SiyXNapkP1I/AAAAAAAAAaw/d07ybrt59gk/s200/P070609_07.33.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344813114529693522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Messed up .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SiyXM9LKLjI/AAAAAAAAAag/Qjv02PA7Ric/s1600-h/P070609_07.23.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SiyXM9LKLjI/AAAAAAAAAag/Qjv02PA7Ric/s200/P070609_07.23.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344813106617527858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Coffee and Tea :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SiyZBGQ44FI/AAAAAAAAAc4/qVDZe8lKHp0/s1600-h/P070609_08.06.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SiyZBGQ44FI/AAAAAAAAAc4/qVDZe8lKHp0/s200/P070609_08.06.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344815101922304082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Bye Bye Concorde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Tag Replies !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To : Diniee&lt;br /&gt;-Shamilahh ! Awh , I missh youu D; LurbLove , you .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reply&lt;/span&gt; ; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aww , I miss you toos . And love ya ' !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-TaggyTaggy .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reply&lt;/span&gt; ; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Heeeheee . Thanks ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;To : nasrin&lt;br /&gt;-HEY SHAMILAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reply &lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hey NASRIN ! :D&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;To : EnnaBangBangs :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;cite&gt;&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;-SHAMILAAAAH ~ ! Imy effing much (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reply&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aww , I miss ya' toos D: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;To :EnnaBangBangs&lt;br /&gt;-oops . sorry about the "everyone" thing . haaaa . accident-.-'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reply &lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LOLS . Its okay (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To : nadra&lt;br /&gt;-okay. itu gmbr yg ade all ur friends is quite touching..... aghhhhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reply&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Haha , of course , dearest (: Loved ones  :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To : wanlin;D&lt;br /&gt;-hey sister, nice animations, everything nice till i SAW MY FACEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reply&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LOLS . You're my loved one what .. And I don't have a pic of you , except that one :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-nice way to erk me, though&lt;img style="width: 19px; height: 19px;" src="http://www4.shoutmix.com/smileys/wink.gif" alt=";)" title=";)" /&gt;LOL. who cares? Nice work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reply :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;D: Erk you ? Sad . Its called  , my loved ones . Not to erk you lah ! Thanks tho' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To : neenee ;D&lt;br /&gt;- shamilaaaaaaaaaaaaaah !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reply &lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; neeneeeneeeneee XD hahahah (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- i miss you too darls D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reply :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Haieesh . We both miss each other mans D: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Okie . Byeee byeee to you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/family/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.greetingspring.com/files/anims/thumbnails/382_sm.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 25px; height: 26px;" src="http://www.greetingspring.com/files/anims/thumbnails/382_sm.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;-Oh darling , I'll love you , I'll try .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2448173741786907819-7957765313025987657?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/7957765313025987657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=7957765313025987657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/7957765313025987657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/7957765313025987657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2009/06/omg.html' title='Vacation !'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/Siya6j0sVaI/AAAAAAAAAdA/u_Z5t47kV9Q/s72-c/FT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-130431463591555429</id><published>2009-06-05T17:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T17:28:51.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okays .&lt;br /&gt;Rushing thru this post .&lt;br /&gt;Erm , NOTICE , People ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I will be in KL for 2 days ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okays ;D&lt;br /&gt;BYYYEEEEE :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Oh yah . I was wrong .&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/2448173741786907819-130431463591555429?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/130431463591555429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=130431463591555429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/130431463591555429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/130431463591555429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2009/06/okays.html' title=''/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-4438314158883497880</id><published>2009-06-04T21:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T21:38:15.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SifKrtdVhKI/AAAAAAAAAZo/5866zHi-VZY/s1600-h/baby-panda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 197px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SifKrtdVhKI/AAAAAAAAAZo/5866zHi-VZY/s200/baby-panda.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343462335184209058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LOLs . So cute .&lt;br /&gt;heeeeheeeee .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no . I'm gonna cry DDD':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah . I thought I have forgotten about it all , but i guess the dream made me ,&lt;br /&gt;Well , scared .  Haiee-sshhh .&lt;br /&gt;Hope its NOT true .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still , you're pretty cute ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SifN5w3TuFI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/bdp8YEVyx0o/s1600-h/prettycute.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 31px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SifN5w3TuFI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/bdp8YEVyx0o/s200/prettycute.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343465875151501394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh well . I'll just wait , and wait D;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2448173741786907819-4438314158883497880?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/4438314158883497880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=4438314158883497880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/4438314158883497880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/4438314158883497880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2009/06/lols.html' title=''/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SifKrtdVhKI/AAAAAAAAAZo/5866zHi-VZY/s72-c/baby-panda.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-8314694565927988727</id><published>2009-06-04T13:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T13:36:42.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>animation (:</title><content type='html'>Wooohooo . Finished doing my animation ;D&lt;br /&gt;(you saw when you visited my page . To see it again , refresh the page :D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY ! feel so contented :D&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah , was there soccer today ?&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know .&lt;br /&gt;Well ...&lt;br /&gt;Okay . Short post .&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go out :D&lt;br /&gt;Byeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2448173741786907819-8314694565927988727?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/8314694565927988727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=8314694565927988727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/8314694565927988727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/8314694565927988727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2009/06/animation-d.html' title='animation (:'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-7394345197383578982</id><published>2009-06-03T19:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T21:50:50.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LOL . The cat looks so cute .&lt;br /&gt;hahah . :D&lt;br /&gt;Umms, okay , I don't know why i just changed my blog codes .&lt;br /&gt;Well . I loveeee the cat :DDD&lt;br /&gt;LOLs .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag Replies .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To; wanlin;D&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;q&gt;going crazy.hyper.insane.&lt;/q&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reply &lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LOL . relax , sis . (: , Song's on the way  :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To; nadra&lt;br /&gt;- "eh, are you a composer or something??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reply :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LOL . no lah . Well , maybe not yet or smth (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To; Dinie&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;q&gt;&lt;img src="http://www4.shoutmix.com/smileys/grin.gif" alt=":D" title=":D" /&gt;&lt;/q&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/rohani/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-3.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-"haha"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reply :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hmm . I see that you're hyperrr ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/rohani/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/rohani/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To; Erfa&lt;br /&gt;-"gentle reminder: my birthday is next tuesday!!!! 9 of june...... don't forget...hehe"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reply :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LOLs. I remember lah . Didn't forget  :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To; MISSMO!`&lt;br /&gt;-"Err.. okay?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reply :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Heeeheee  :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To; Lisa&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;q&gt;Tag tag ;D&lt;/q&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reply : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thanks thanks :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;q&gt;i love you loads loads ;D&lt;/q&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reply :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LOL . I love you loads too :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-"Why the cat macam sedih ?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reply : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cause it likes being sad , and its not happy D:  LOLs .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay . Byeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2448173741786907819-7394345197383578982?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/7394345197383578982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=7394345197383578982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/7394345197383578982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/7394345197383578982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2009/06/lol.html' title=''/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-4942034323423997621</id><published>2009-06-02T23:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T23:34:01.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-I don't think about him alr .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh gosh , who am I kidding ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Do you know that it hurts , deep inside .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't show it , cause you're my friend , you know ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Oh well , it's never gonna turn out the way I expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cause you had to ruin it . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;-Flirts never last .&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No , they don't .&lt;/span&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/2448173741786907819-4942034323423997621?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/4942034323423997621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=4942034323423997621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/4942034323423997621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/4942034323423997621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-dont-think-about-him-alr.html' title=''/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-8816931801093619018</id><published>2009-06-02T22:09:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T23:20:30.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NO CHEEK-PINCHING .</title><content type='html'>Okay . Back to posting (:&lt;br /&gt;Hmm . Well , ystd . Went out with Dinie and Neelam . Oh , and we did our first episode of the ohmygoshshow :D Yay . And Dinie sang my song . Weeeeheeeeeee .  Oh , and yah , we kene MAT ATTACK , like what Dinie said . LOL .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh. I feel so guilty sia .&lt;br /&gt;Gave brother squashed ferrero rocher .&lt;br /&gt;Haieesh .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh , had soccer training today . Tiring , Funny .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm , Okay , I kinda give up .&lt;br /&gt;Well ... fine , I won't reveal it here .&lt;br /&gt;Its wayy too personal .&lt;br /&gt;Bleah .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh . IM MEETING RUMAIZAH AND ERFA !&lt;br /&gt;yay !&lt;br /&gt;Woohooo .&lt;br /&gt;this friday yeah !&lt;br /&gt;And Erfa , I remember your birthday :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah , New Moon trailer is out , and its so awesome . I think its better than twilight ?&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh , can't wait !&lt;br /&gt;Bye .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s . Friendster keeps lagging D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Oh, I like you, you're so HOT .&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/2448173741786907819-8816931801093619018?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/8816931801093619018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=8816931801093619018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/8816931801093619018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/8816931801093619018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2009/06/no-cheek-pinching.html' title='NO CHEEK-PINCHING .'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-7024581080736882056</id><published>2009-05-31T11:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T11:53:33.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SiH_M2QHy9I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/kPTccCBXXL4/s1600-h/P190509_20.57%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 176px; height: 132px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SiH_M2QHy9I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/kPTccCBXXL4/s200/P190509_20.57%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341831229224766418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLLOOO .&lt;br /&gt;Im just back to reply tags , cause I'm totally gonna be shut down , cause I'm gonna go and write my third song for Wanlin , and I'm gonna go out (:&lt;br /&gt;So jyeah ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag replies .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;To ; Neelam&lt;br /&gt;-nice blogskin!!:) Btw,tagged:}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reply :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aww , thanks (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To ; wanlin&lt;br /&gt;-hello(: tags and welcome(:btw, you read gossip girl the novel or watched the movie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reply : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh , I watched the first episode alr . Sad , only that . ): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To ; SONIA[:&lt;br /&gt;-Hmmmm, your different on blog &amp;amp;in Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reply :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Really ? LOL . No la , I think you don't know me quite well yet (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To ; Diniee&lt;br /&gt;-lol . tagtagtag (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reply :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LOL . thanksthanksthanks .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To ; ernie :D&lt;br /&gt;-ohmygawsh , shamilah , i miss you ;) meet up sometime yea ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reply :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aww , I miss you toos . Okay , will meet up . Just contact me . (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To ; Lisa&lt;br /&gt;-LALAAAAAAAA ;D damn, i miss you so . Behhhahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reply :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aww , I miss you too you know . Its so boring w/o you in school .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To ; madeleine(:&lt;br /&gt;-hellos lenglui, woo, you rly changed the color to pink? :D ahahs, tags :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reply :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hellos Chiobu . Yup yup . I really changed the colour . LOL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Okay . Bye  :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Yeah , you .&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/2448173741786907819-7024581080736882056?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/7024581080736882056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=7024581080736882056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/7024581080736882056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/7024581080736882056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SiH_M2QHy9I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/kPTccCBXXL4/s72-c/P190509_20.57%5B01%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-3627411993280401827</id><published>2009-05-30T20:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T22:02:23.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st song (:</title><content type='html'>OMG OMG OMG .&lt;br /&gt;I finished writing my song , and I'm superrr happy (:&lt;br /&gt;Well , if you guys are thinking whether i would put up my song , the answer is NO .&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know that there'll be some copycats that will take a part of my song .&lt;br /&gt;And use it as their quote ,&lt;br /&gt;Well , it happens ya' know&lt;br /&gt;And , i just completed a song for Dinie&lt;br /&gt;And i have to write one more song for Wanlin (:&lt;br /&gt;They are just so .. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay , went shopping with mum today . LOL&lt;br /&gt;ystd , mum dragged me to go shopping with her -.-&lt;br /&gt;Its rare , cause my mum never drags me to go anywhere .&lt;br /&gt;Oh well , moodswings .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah , i got a new pencilcase (:&lt;br /&gt;Wooohoooo .&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah , Dinie's gonna come over to my place ,&lt;br /&gt;to discuss about my song . (:&lt;br /&gt;Yay !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm , I can't wait !&lt;br /&gt;Kay , BYE .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- without you .&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%5Cfamily%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="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;♥ Shamilah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/2448173741786907819-3627411993280401827?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/3627411993280401827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=3627411993280401827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/3627411993280401827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/3627411993280401827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2009/05/1st-song.html' title='1st song (:'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-8477417052468886484</id><published>2009-05-29T10:12:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T10:33:55.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HYPERoooonie (:</title><content type='html'>Oh no !&lt;br /&gt;I have yet to finish composing my 1st song .&lt;br /&gt;Its called , "without you "&lt;br /&gt;Ohmigosh O:&lt;br /&gt;Bleah , today's PTC .&lt;br /&gt;Grrr .&lt;br /&gt;Oh man , hope I get more than 3 Distinctions :D&lt;br /&gt;(cause i didn't check my results the other day) D:&lt;br /&gt;Oh please , someone please chat with me ):&lt;br /&gt;lalalalalalalalalala ..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;____________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah , ystd , went for student councillor investiture . I had to represent Renald as class chairperson , whoo . So OMG right ?&lt;br /&gt;LOL . Miss Wong picked me , YAY !&lt;br /&gt;Hahah . Err , yeah , The performance was so cute ! (:&lt;br /&gt;Hahah .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that , me and Ilina stayed back , cause we saw some of the soccer seniors playing soccer . We wanted to join in , but changed our minds . LOL . We watched instead (:&lt;br /&gt;LOL . funny (: So we were sitting on the bench and talking crap , and laughing , and oh yah, we were also watching the C boys . (:&lt;br /&gt;And , Ilina said I was hyper , cause I was jumping around ?  LOL&lt;br /&gt;She's can predict people really well (:&lt;br /&gt;Wooohooo (:&lt;br /&gt;Nah , I was happy that we were in C div :)&lt;br /&gt;Well , Ilina thinks wrongly at times . -.-&lt;br /&gt;And , Ilina , What you said is &lt;u&gt; not true ! &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh , then we went opp .&lt;br /&gt;And saw DINIE ! LOL .&lt;br /&gt;So we went home together .&lt;br /&gt;Well , literally Ilina and Dinie .&lt;br /&gt;(: Heeheee .&lt;br /&gt;Wooohooo , Dinie likes my song (:&lt;br /&gt;Kay , BYEEEEEEEEE .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s . Listening to : Adam Lambert - Mad World (!)&lt;br /&gt;And , I don't fancy him , only his songs (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/p/s . Err , I think he's (not Adam Lambert -.-) HOT :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2448173741786907819-8477417052468886484?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/8477417052468886484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=8477417052468886484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/8477417052468886484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/8477417052468886484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-no-i-have-yet-to-finish-composing-my.html' title='HYPERoooonie (:'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-3169095019198269650</id><published>2009-05-26T19:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T20:14:08.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WEEEEEEEEEEEEE :B</title><content type='html'>Oh hello hello ;D&lt;br /&gt;Woohooo . LOL . today was kinda fun ?&lt;br /&gt;Hahah . Umms , In class was , HILARIOUS ! yup .&lt;br /&gt;changed back to normal places .&lt;br /&gt;Well , kinda fun tho'&lt;br /&gt;Heeeheee&lt;br /&gt;So me , Madeleine , Jiayu , Amelia and Nadiah stayed back for the chemistry show thingy . LOL&lt;br /&gt;so funny sia :D&lt;br /&gt;That Jia Jun keep asking us vote for him lor .&lt;br /&gt;Haiyoo .&lt;br /&gt;Hmm , then , Jiayu and Madeleine went for dance ,&lt;br /&gt;Nadiah went home ,&lt;br /&gt;so me and Amelia stayed back and talked crap . LOL .&lt;br /&gt;Oh , and watched pple play soccer . hahaha .&lt;br /&gt;We also did Goegraphy corrections la.&lt;br /&gt;See , So kuai . ^^&lt;br /&gt;Woohooo !&lt;br /&gt;LOL .&lt;br /&gt;Random , Nvm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm , what song for the blog ar ?&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah , I'm halfway thru composing my song .&lt;br /&gt;By Friday , confirm finish liao .&lt;br /&gt;The problem is , I"VE NO INSPIRATION!&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh . I need inspiration , really badly sia . D:&lt;br /&gt;Someone , please save me ,&lt;br /&gt;cause Dinie's so impatient that she alr wrote her own song . -.-&lt;br /&gt;Well , nvm .&lt;br /&gt;Alrights :D BYEEEEEEEEEEEE .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To ; Nadra&lt;br /&gt;-lalalalaalalalalalala!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reply :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; LOL . wooohoooowoooohoooo ;D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-how are you doing??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reply :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aww , Im fine ;D  Very happy ;D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm , should i put up pics ?&lt;br /&gt;Ar , tomorrow lah kay ?&lt;br /&gt;BYEEEEEEEEEE :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s . Gossip girl is niceee :D thanks Wanlin :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2448173741786907819-3169095019198269650?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/3169095019198269650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=3169095019198269650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/3169095019198269650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/3169095019198269650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-hello-hello-d-woohooo.html' title='WEEEEEEEEEEEEE :B'/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-9106722003448830559</id><published>2009-05-25T21:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T21:57:11.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh yay ! my skin just rocks ain't it ? Woohooo&lt;br /&gt;I'll be changing the colours frequently :D&lt;br /&gt;Maybe about once a week , if I have the time :D&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya , haven't put a song yet .&lt;br /&gt;I'm still deciding uh .&lt;br /&gt;By today , will put a new song ;D&lt;br /&gt;Wooohoooo ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byeeeeeeeeeee .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah , tag replies :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To ; &lt;cite&gt;madeleine(:&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- hellos shamilah! tee hee. hows exam?(: i think you did well, at least better then me. tee hee. tags tags(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Hello ! Exam ? Okay luh , result sucks lor .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-hellos shamilah! tee hee . tags tags!(:&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reply :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hellos :D  Thanks :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To; wanlin;D&lt;br /&gt;-hey prettyae;D rmembr to tag moi;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;okay , already did , baybeh ! ;D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To ; ERNI:D&lt;br /&gt;    - the song at my blog is ... cannot tell here , you online then i tell &lt;img src="http://www4.shoutmix.com/smileys/grin.gif" alt=":D" title=":D" /&gt; huhu !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reply :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nvm , i know the song alr :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-the song is no more - heidi montag ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reply :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LOL . nvm  :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2448173741786907819-9106722003448830559?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/9106722003448830559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=9106722003448830559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/9106722003448830559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/9106722003448830559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-yay-my-skin-just-rocks-aint-it.html' title=''/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-4674235616621684988</id><published>2009-05-25T18:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T19:17:14.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;These few days are just so suckish . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Well , my results are so ... Bluek . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;(Ilina , I hope you won't call me an idiot for this ... )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Math - C5 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;English - 30 / 50 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Science - B4 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Literature - B3 (overall , i think its A2. ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Geography - A1 (woohooo ! )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;HMT - B4 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Home econs - A1 (woohoo ! ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;History - B3 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Bleah , see , only 3 OR 2 (A)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Grr . I did so badly lorr . ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Haiyo , heard from Jiayu that there's soccer prac tmr . D: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Don't know why tho' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Haa-ee-ii-ss-hh .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;So crap .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Actually was today , but had HMT , so didn't go . And need to stayback tmr . -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Oh gosh .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;gonna be tiring , haiyooyo .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;hmm , but i need to go for the science thingy leh . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;then how sia ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Aiyah . Sort out tmr lahh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Okay , need to call Ilina . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;BYEEEEEEEEEEE .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;P/s . I wanna change the blogskin . D: &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/2448173741786907819-4674235616621684988?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/4674235616621684988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=4674235616621684988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/4674235616621684988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/4674235616621684988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2009/05/these-few-days-are-just-so-suckish.html' title=''/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-2956088652775779358</id><published>2009-05-23T19:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T19:39:01.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/ShfdivXc1gI/AAAAAAAAAZI/mgaMELRRcx0/s1600-h/P190509_21.01%5B04%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 82px; height: 273px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/ShfdivXc1gI/AAAAAAAAAZI/mgaMELRRcx0/s200/P190509_21.01%5B04%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338979472171128322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hellos ;D&lt;br /&gt;Hmm , well .. Today sucked , cause I did basically nothing , and its really boring .&lt;br /&gt;Gosh . Don't know how I'm gonna survive during June hols sia .&lt;br /&gt;Erm , tomorrow there's gonna be a family gathering , YAY !&lt;br /&gt;Wooohooooo ! Gonna be so fun ! ;D&lt;br /&gt;Its my brother's 24th birthday :D&lt;br /&gt;Hmm , what else .. Oh yah , my fs is so dead .&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah , I thought of composing songs for the webshow , for Dinie to sing ;D&lt;br /&gt;Yay !&lt;br /&gt;Planned all of that during mt lesson . LOL&lt;br /&gt;Well , FYI , I'm supposed to NOT pay attention in MT class , if not , Cikgu Nadhirah will be like , "Shamilah , you can do your own things , don't need to listen " :D&lt;br /&gt;Yeah , cause i take HMT , not MT , WEEEEEEEEEEE .&lt;br /&gt;Gosh , I need inspiration .&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/2448173741786907819-2956088652775779358?l=schat-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/feeds/2956088652775779358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2448173741786907819&amp;postID=2956088652775779358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/2956088652775779358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2448173741786907819/posts/default/2956088652775779358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schat-z.blogspot.com/2009/05/hellos-d-hmm-well.html' title=''/><author><name>NUR SHAMILAHH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01318633369386067505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/SbO06RGUQfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPpxQM6snI/S220/Shamilahhhhhh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/ShfdivXc1gI/AAAAAAAAAZI/mgaMELRRcx0/s72-c/P190509_21.01%5B04%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448173741786907819.post-5318730440074090126</id><published>2009-05-22T22:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T22:33:25.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/Shawo3ZeLdI/AAAAAAAAAY4/Hd7py74dJss/s1600-h/P190509_20.55%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 154px; height: 116px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XrY_ryD20U/Shawo3ZeLdI/AAAAAAAAAY4/Hd7py74dJss/s200/P190509_20.55%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338648624406343122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;yoohoo . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I got back my results . Sadly , its disappointing . Except for some lah .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ahh , I miss Erfa . Oh gosh , she seems more fun , now O:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Aye , Lisa so funny . (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;She wrote in her pm , "Shamilah so cute ."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;LOL .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Haiyo , i guess , my brothers are so childish can ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;My second brother was chasing me ard the house, just because of my cheeks . -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;My first brother asked me for a hair straightener . -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;LOL ? hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bleah , they are just so random .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Had soccer , and ended up with a headache sia . O:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cause of the sun -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ahem , me and Ilina , well . Chatted :D&lt;
