<?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-5571239726232193272</id><updated>2012-02-17T09:58:32.963+08:00</updated><category term='randomness'/><category term='a new me'/><category term='designer'/><category term='HOT without BURNiNG my pocket'/><category term='13 may 2008'/><category term='Beyonce'/><category term='endurance'/><category term='loose weight'/><category term='sg idol'/><category term='the chipettes'/><category term='The Next Page'/><category term='10+ days of Break-up..'/><category term='events'/><category term='break-ups'/><category term='jamming'/><category term='GFOs'/><category term='ila gaga'/><category term='my 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term='lifetime experience'/><category term='moving on'/><category term='no.1 costume shop'/><category term='Showquest &apos;08'/><category term='money'/><title type='text'>The EN of ME</title><subtitle type='html'>Every now and then, it seems like the world just fall tumbling down on you without u realizing,there's always a blessing in every shit that fall on ya.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>93</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-4256113913385046810</id><published>2009-10-06T22:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T22:51:58.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>***blank****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaa!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn!! i have soo many things in my head, it's not bout i duno where to start...&lt;br /&gt;but as soon as i wana start typing....... my brain becomes completely blank!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;klakar seram kan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haizz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but all i noe now, i don't think i'm in my good mood...&lt;br /&gt;i get cranky every now and den... emo, and head-spins too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;high-blood pressure ker...??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and getting quite forgetful sumtimes too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really need a BREAK from everything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally EVERYTHiNG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-4256113913385046810?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4256113913385046810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=4256113913385046810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/4256113913385046810'/><link rel='self' 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;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;a month ago, i'm so freaking excited..&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for "Syawal" to come..&lt;br /&gt;and as "Syawal" came today, i'm so reluctant to celebrate and have fun with it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;i wonder why.... :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wat's wrong wif me...&lt;br /&gt;or....&lt;br /&gt;wat's wrong wif "HiM"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's FREAKiNG WEiRD on how just a "ONE STOOPiD PERSON" cud change da entire feeling and emotions dat you have towards something.. in fact everything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"i will not give in this time...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-8762275674317141030?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8762275674317141030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=8762275674317141030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/8762275674317141030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/8762275674317141030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2009/09/salam-lebaran-minal-aidilwalfaizin-maaf.html' title=''/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-9030049742216752228</id><published>2009-09-12T11:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T13:48:54.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THAT'S GONA BE DA LAST ONE....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Am sorry baby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;We both feel it, we both have it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;and we both too, confused and hanging....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;it's not your fault,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;you do have your rights....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i shudnt be annoyed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;as we both are solo and unattached...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;but sumhow or rather i duno why it hurts inside....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;BEFORE,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;u give me the honour to give the approval to when we can start a relationship..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;BUT LATER DEN,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;u disappoint me when u confesses that "lemme tell you when it's ready to move on to da nxt step"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;the truth hurts.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;had sensed those surreal feeling that we first had was deteriorating...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i told myself "mayb he's just too bz rite now, give him space won't you..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;but again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;last night tells it all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;your sweet words, thoughts, and actions...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;is it genuine?&lt;br /&gt;do u use "dat" to every lady u've known??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;or was it just a fallacy of my own mind...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;baby.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i know that i had told u dat i'm a skeptic and a very doubtful person...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;but i don't wana end it juz yet....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i don't want dose dat we had as momentary glimpse for me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;but again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i don't know what's ur feeling towards me right now....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;are we still da "weird couple" dat u have had said before??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i'm really tired of hoping, searching and looking....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;guess i better concentrate on stabilizing myself and my passion...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;And as for you baby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;last night gona be our last........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;unlessss............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;miracles happens?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;if GOD permits....?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;or if i'm in my fickle state?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;or u suddenly pop out in front of me.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;*hehehee*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;well, i'm still curious wif wat can happen to us baby....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;maybe.... just maybe.... coz my liking for you had grown to feeling of LOVE??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i'm screwed.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-9030049742216752228?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/9030049742216752228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=9030049742216752228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/9030049742216752228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/9030049742216752228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2009/09/thats-gona-be-da-last-one.html' title=''/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-188191184197996756</id><published>2009-09-06T21:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T21:12:18.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;It's a dead end!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;It's totally SUCKS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;times like this i just feel like my whole life is a total wreck!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;It's damn hard to get a new job!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;and i'm desperately &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOW!! WANT A NEW JOB!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;a&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; STABLE&lt;/span&gt; one!! Wif &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CPF!! BONUSES!! BENEFITS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Damn!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;i juz need that fucking one more 'O' level credits to actually qualify for &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; kind of gvt job...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;and pathetically, to make things worst, despite of not spending 3yrs in poly, my design diploma was not frm NAFA or LASALLE either, in another word, it's unknown... -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;KNN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;*who's to blame?????!!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not getting younger now, and this is really a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DAMN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; bloody big issue for me now!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;shud i pursue studying? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(but wher da hell can i get the money??!!) &lt;/span&gt;or juz get any random job which pays me better??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;FUCKED!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;i'm totally pissed now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;i want &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A JOOOOBBBB!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;*help?*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-188191184197996756?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/188191184197996756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=188191184197996756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/188191184197996756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/188191184197996756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-dead-end-its-totally-sucks-times.html' title=''/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-963892953367298905</id><published>2009-09-02T14:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T14:15:59.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;RELIEVED.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: georgia;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(tu lah org ckp sabar, sabar..... tak reti2... wakakakakaa!!! ;p)&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/5571239726232193272-963892953367298905?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/963892953367298905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=963892953367298905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/963892953367298905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/963892953367298905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2009/09/relieved.html' title=''/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-1957434682326770843</id><published>2009-09-01T21:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T21:40:23.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;i juz feel like blogging but i duno wat to blog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;hahahaa!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;**blonde moments**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;there are too many things going on, and i duno wher to start....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;firstly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;thank god, i HAVE move on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(coz he still drinks dammit!! OMFG!!... speechless yet smiling sheepishly...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;secondly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;searching drastically for a new&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; JOB!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;THirDLy.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;searching for true, stable, satisfied, long-lasting, relationship or also known as &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LOVE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;i really duno where, how, when to start....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;EEEERRGGHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!&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/5571239726232193272-1957434682326770843?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1957434682326770843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=1957434682326770843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/1957434682326770843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/1957434682326770843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-juz-feel-like-blogging-but-i-duno-wat.html' title=''/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-4962733520873191618</id><published>2009-08-30T20:44:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T22:23:32.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;it's hella roller-coaster ride for the past 2weeks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;confused&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;high&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;sad&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;clueless&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;eager&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;agitated&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;anxious&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;mundane&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;lethargic&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;down.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, it's kinda too fast to predict....&lt;br /&gt;it's kinda too fast to judge anything.....&lt;br /&gt;in fact practically, it's &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tooooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; damn fast to be happy or satisfied &lt;/span&gt;bout it coz it's totally insane!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;totally &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stooopid!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;totally &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ridiculous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for me to think it will work out in da first place....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;despite &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;da surreal feeling and dat tingling sensation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; everytime he txted me since da first meet up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GOSH!! &lt;/span&gt;honestly it's totally unexplainable.............. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(in a good way... dat's da sucky part!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Although it's not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"finalize"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; yet, although there's still hope, although this and dat.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;t's still a 50/50 thing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;which me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt; being a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;skeptical and a pessimistic biatch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; cudnt resist of thinking dat wat if it's not meant to be.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eeergghh!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; this is totally and absolutely &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANNOYING!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my job is killing me inside day by day....&lt;br /&gt;those ppl drive me &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;INSANE!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frm da head, to da assistant, well in fact the whole family associates wif dem all!!&lt;br /&gt;do this and dat, discounts here and dere... WDF??!!&lt;br /&gt;charity work keper??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;so now, wat i need most is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;MY STABILITY&lt;/span&gt;, den can proceed to my &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;LOVE life&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and so on....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;but it's just so hard to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;concentrate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;focus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; now....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;damn...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;**txt him while typing halfway thru my blog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;now i'm totally clueless to wat i am towards him....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;da hot kisses had become more than dat now....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;so am i juz dat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"sumone"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;a sumone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt; which he actually really wana work things out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Eeerghh!! this is so unnecessary for my braincells!! FUCKED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Ouh... another thing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;mantan ku sudah ada pacar baru lagi sih....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Nyahahahahaa!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;seriously not bothered, juz being &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;me&lt;/span&gt;-kaypo!! ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-4962733520873191618?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4962733520873191618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=4962733520873191618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/4962733520873191618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/4962733520873191618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-hella-roller-coaster-ride-for-past.html' title=''/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-123726391753894510</id><published>2009-08-22T16:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T16:52:13.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It's been almost 5 months being a single-an...&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;wakakaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;moving on to another relationship..??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;well, who doesn't want rite....&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hahaa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;safe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;is it &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;how long will it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;last??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;will it stay &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;sweet&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;nice&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;funny&lt;/span&gt;, despite watever kinda shit happens...??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;i do have doubts....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;but i do wana commit...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;i do wana learn wat's love all about all over again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;but i'm afraid da tiny bits of shit frm my past mite soiled the purity of it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;but again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;isn't it too fast??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i mean wat if it's juz another game...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;or another&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; passerby&lt;/span&gt;, or a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; jerk&lt;/span&gt;, a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;pervert??!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yikes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;weird uh, how's da mind work....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;it's hard to believe da good things which happened to oneself, but easily believe dat bad things happens always...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;but yeah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;if it's meant to be, it's meant to be....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and vice versa.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;As for now, it seems so &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;SURREAL!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It's too good to be true....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;and on top of dat all, he's a complete stranger...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;DAMN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i really need to do my research fast....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;but i dun wana seem desperate.. if u noe wat i mean... ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;girls......................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wish me luck... ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;InsyaAllah....&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/5571239726232193272-123726391753894510?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/123726391753894510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=123726391753894510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/123726391753894510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/123726391753894510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-been-almost-5-months-being-single.html' title=''/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-6783316406263905301</id><published>2009-08-22T15:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T15:59:01.516+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramadhan 2009'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;::SALAM RAMADHAN::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Selamat menyambut bulan yang penuh barakah ini ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Moga segala amal ibadat yg dilakukan berlimpah2 pahalanye yer....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;InyaAllah.. Amin.. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-6783316406263905301?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6783316406263905301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=6783316406263905301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/6783316406263905301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/6783316406263905301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2009/08/salam-ramadhan-selamat-menyambut-bulan.html' title=''/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-5361104153752274343</id><published>2009-08-20T22:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T22:45:06.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Last but not least before i end updating my blog for today..............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CEH!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;heheheheee....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i think i'm falling again........................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GO FIGURE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i won't disclose much details till it's totally confirm and official...&lt;br /&gt;Nyahahahahaa!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To summarize it, i'm tired of Hanky-Pankying around la..&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hope this one works!! For GOOD!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bless me girls!!&lt;br /&gt;Amin.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt; LOve yOu &amp;amp; MisS u aLL!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-5361104153752274343?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5361104153752274343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=5361104153752274343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/5361104153752274343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/5361104153752274343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2009/08/last-but-not-least-before-i-end.html' title=''/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-1305530767200275929</id><published>2009-08-20T22:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T22:24:05.638+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LAdy Gaga 2009 at fort canning'/><title type='text'>12 AUGUST, LADY GAGA concert!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I'm like freakingly updating my blog now!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;but blog as usual, sakit blom baik2 lagi... so sorry la if no pics uploaded yer....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Hmmm... wat else ya....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12 AUGUST, LADY GAGA concert!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;awesome-ness!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;thou she was late! but da show was SUPERB!! BRiLLIANT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Thumbs up Dumbie BLond!! ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-1305530767200275929?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1305530767200275929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=1305530767200275929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/1305530767200275929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/1305530767200275929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2009/08/12-august-lady-gaga-concert.html' title='12 AUGUST, LADY GAGA concert!!!'/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-4977784155019905434</id><published>2009-08-20T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T22:19:46.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BRADDELL HEIGHT BERDANSA RAYE EVENT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BRADDELL HEIGHT BERDANSA RAYE EVENT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Well, i'm totally shocked when i came into the hall and saw a lot of makciks and pakciks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;and da fast song... it sounds so familiar dat i am totally "seram" to enter dat hall...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;LAGU DANGDUT LAH SIOL!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Makkaww!! dah mcm Silver tortoise cheaper version ehk...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Saap!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;when my turn and Fairuz to sing, it was a total silent...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Selamat tak kene campak gelas ke, mee siam yg bau muntah tu ker...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;if not, pat CGH la aku skrng....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Aiyo kak Juwita!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;nxt time tell us properly la da agenda...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;She actually invite us to actually sing/perform for the Guest-Of-Honour...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Haiz... no comments...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-4977784155019905434?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4977784155019905434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=4977784155019905434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/4977784155019905434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/4977784155019905434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2009/08/braddell-height-berdansa-raye-event.html' title='BRADDELL HEIGHT BERDANSA RAYE EVENT'/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-1326458520882882206</id><published>2009-08-20T22:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T16:07:33.076+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Showquest 2009'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SHOWQUEST 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was invited to perform for the Showquest Finals as a guest performance..&lt;br /&gt;Damn, too bad didnt get the video of it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was kinda fun la.. Get to met Izzy and da rest of da past contestants.. Ala-ala re-union like dat...&lt;br /&gt;The touching part, Memotz(guys) Mimi and Fairuz came down!! and Fairuz bring along some of his drama juniors... Touching keper...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyehehehee!! ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-1326458520882882206?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1326458520882882206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=1326458520882882206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/1326458520882882206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/1326458520882882206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2009/08/showquest-2009-was-invited-to-perform.html' title=''/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-8838569216755303886</id><published>2009-08-20T21:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T22:02:29.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>REMPUH GATEAWAY!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;REMPUH GATEAWAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, after da GFO's concert, me and some friends (i CAN'T mentioned names!!) went to Batam for a short trip in conjunction of the Singapore's National Day.. ( so much of being a Singaporean)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was ok la, i kena diarhoea sia!!!&lt;br /&gt;Vomitted in front of our hotel room... Classic!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I duno wat's da problem, but yea, it spoils my holiday!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i did manage to get my hair done, coz dat's da ULTIMATE motive to be there!!&lt;br /&gt;da price was not dat fantastic la ( as in cheap), but i did had it layered when i'm back in SG..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-8838569216755303886?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8838569216755303886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=8838569216755303886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/8838569216755303886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/8838569216755303886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2009/08/rempuh-gateaway.html' title='REMPUH GATEAWAY!!!!'/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-4181375812381573142</id><published>2009-08-03T23:57:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T00:37:04.571+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Next Page'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GFOs'/><title type='text'>GFO's - THE NEXT PAGE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;::GFO's - THE NEXT PAGE 010809::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show was awesome-ness...&lt;br /&gt;my first own "Show" which i'm so proud of...&lt;br /&gt;I'm so honoured, glad, thankful, that i'm being invited to perform in this concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*thnx Richard ;)*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really feel like a superstar...&lt;br /&gt;hopefully one day... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*Amin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;below are some pictures taken from the event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoys!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SncKvYU72LI/AAAAAAAAAFs/YQBi9XXmx5Y/s1600-h/SDC12747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SncKvYU72LI/AAAAAAAAAFs/YQBi9XXmx5Y/s200/SDC12747.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365769290135623858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SncMhuSCS1I/AAAAAAAAAGE/jn8M3mwg95M/s1600-h/SDC12774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SncMhuSCS1I/AAAAAAAAAGE/jn8M3mwg95M/s200/SDC12774.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365771254534130514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SncLiOFErOI/AAAAAAAAAF8/cKjyafTuTBQ/s1600-h/SDC12766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SncLiOFErOI/AAAAAAAAAF8/cKjyafTuTBQ/s200/SDC12766.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365770163558067426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SncN4e8U-5I/AAAAAAAAAGs/K7qveo5HYMI/s1600-h/SDC12796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SncN4e8U-5I/AAAAAAAAAGs/K7qveo5HYMI/s320/SDC12796.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365772745065167762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SncNJSS4PBI/AAAAAAAAAGc/qrOm3zUwT60/s1600-h/SDC12788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SncNJSS4PBI/AAAAAAAAAGc/qrOm3zUwT60/s320/SDC12788.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365771934216240146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SncRvAAf93I/AAAAAAAAAHE/V_bGhKztGKg/s1600-h/SDC12815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SncRvAAf93I/AAAAAAAAAHE/V_bGhKztGKg/s320/SDC12815.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365776980188854130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SncM8dKL0YI/AAAAAAAAAGU/oFV5aRQE8mk/s1600-h/SDC12793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SncM8dKL0YI/AAAAAAAAAGU/oFV5aRQE8mk/s320/SDC12793.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365771713794265474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm missing it already..... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*sob*&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/5571239726232193272-4181375812381573142?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4181375812381573142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=4181375812381573142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/4181375812381573142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/4181375812381573142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2009/08/gfos-next-page.html' title='GFO&apos;s - THE NEXT PAGE'/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SncKvYU72LI/AAAAAAAAAFs/YQBi9XXmx5Y/s72-c/SDC12747.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-2519674169072212619</id><published>2009-07-06T00:13:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T01:21:05.327+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the chipettes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomness'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>suddenly, siti start to be jiwang and i was like wdf??!!!!&lt;br /&gt;while i'm like so emo this wkend.....&lt;br /&gt;while ila was in her own world smiling to herself since wed/thurs i think, pfft, i too emo to realize...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AARGHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;iLA in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;DRAMA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;club,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;but iTiT is da one so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;JiWANG&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;and i'm da one been &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;CRYiNG &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;diz week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wakakakakakakaa!!!&lt;br /&gt;LAMEness... ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SlDgO7AIDfI/AAAAAAAAAEw/X19XpfW-NRY/s1600-h/2487220110_4ce7a4975e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SlDgO7AIDfI/AAAAAAAAAEw/X19XpfW-NRY/s200/2487220110_4ce7a4975e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355026503904529906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SlDgUACqRHI/AAAAAAAAAE4/ikOqR7kK2CM/s1600-h/2486331753_33ef8bd123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 165px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SlDgUACqRHI/AAAAAAAAAE4/ikOqR7kK2CM/s200/2486331753_33ef8bd123.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355026591156683890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SlDgY-1W_1I/AAAAAAAAAFA/QfyM9MYwyYk/s1600-h/2486337505_35cc51a5d8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SlDgY-1W_1I/AAAAAAAAAFA/QfyM9MYwyYk/s200/2486337505_35cc51a5d8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355026676731805522" 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/5571239726232193272-2519674169072212619?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2519674169072212619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=2519674169072212619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/2519674169072212619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/2519674169072212619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2009/07/suddenly-siti-start-to-be-jiwang-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SlDgO7AIDfI/AAAAAAAAAEw/X19XpfW-NRY/s72-c/2487220110_4ce7a4975e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-3737673718581456976</id><published>2009-07-05T22:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T23:28:09.569+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GFOs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jamming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beyonce'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mr Ex'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JAMMiNG WAS EXTREMELY FUN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;i swear i'm not lying that i cant wait for 1st August!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;instead of a song, i'm actually singing 2 songs for GFO Charity event...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;I'm so thankful to all of you, especially to Richard for inviting me to join you guys for this event.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;I'm truly honoured. TOTALLY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Did practise "LiSTEN" by beyonce, and it was awesome-ness!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;BESTnyerrr!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;i got to perform the live version one....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;will link it, once i post it on youtube our practise...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Well, other than dat,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;BALiiiiiii!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;flying off diz coming Saturday!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;cant wait!! cant wait!!! cant wait!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;*but duit comm belom masok sak!! takpe takpe takpe bisa diatur*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and baru nak senang2 kn, ader jek terjumpe ker terpijak ker or terlihat taik, dah depan mater nyah, dah "TER"nampak kn, nak buat aper...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i guess it's life la uh, when somthing good gona happen, or when you just wana focus on sumthing, distractions will never fail to appear, mcm bisikan SYAITAN like dat la, senang ckp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wat else, it's about Mr Ex la!&lt;br /&gt;saw he's FB stating he's moving on liao, bla..bla...bla....k la, pape la ehk... den LATEST update, dat Ms "Polan" &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(i shall not called names first la k, coz not confirm yet)&lt;/span&gt;, was seen wif him like most of da times now outside,&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(dat one oso cant confirm, coz neva saw dem in front of my eyes yet)&lt;/span&gt; den post some notes on fb just for Mr-Ex... Wah...wah...wah.... So dat's it uh Mr-Ex?? Interesting... We shall just wait and see, wait and see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;PS:&lt;br /&gt;i shouldnt have to be bother bout you anymore, but yeap, a girl is still a girl, cant stop poking her nose in here and dere.... Anyway.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm glad that AT LAST, YOU"VE MOVED!!&lt;br /&gt;but to dat kinda girl?? how amazing?? Seriously, so that's your forte?? Really? asal tk bilang i siang2 kn.. tsk..tsk...tsk.. i can't wait to see da nxt chapter of your life... Parents reaction, how god &amp;amp; faith yada-yada.. haha!&lt;br /&gt;Like i told you before, i am a SADiST, and i really am, it juz depends who and whom...  &amp;amp; hello, something is really hanging somewhere...&lt;br /&gt;So you gona left it HANGING and just MOVED uh?? really?? well... and y muz i not HATE you... You can't even attend to me nor answer or talk to me in your stable state.. Only when you are sober and drunk and when all ego had been put aside dat u actually called.. tsk..tsk..tsk... You should be TOTALLY ASHAMED of yourself!! See?? How am i ever supposed to be PROUD of you.. Take care darlz, will continue your chapter soon, dat's a PROMiSE.. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i cant wait for my GATEWAY!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WOOOHOOOO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Find my true LOVE in BALi??&lt;br /&gt;no...no... i nid to learn wat's LOVE is all about first...&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... Find someone who can teach me wat's LOVE, from BALi?&lt;br /&gt;nyehehehehee... ;p&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/5571239726232193272-3737673718581456976?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3737673718581456976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=3737673718581456976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/3737673718581456976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/3737673718581456976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2009/07/jamming-was-extremely-fun-i-swear-im.html' title=''/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-5664388660148134459</id><published>2009-07-02T00:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T00:19:27.011+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Compatible Zodiacs'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was randomly browsing ppls profile and came across this "Compatible Zodiacs thingy...&lt;br /&gt;hahahaa!! lame but kinda cool la... tngah bored per....&lt;br /&gt;so, something which can so called lead me to ma future!!! NyaHAhAhAha!!! ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;u&gt;Compatible Zodiacs&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lets101.com/blog/quizzes/compatible_zodiacs" style="border: 0px solid blue;"&gt; &lt;img alt="fun quizzes for myspace profile and blog" src="http://www.lets101.com/images/quiz/comp-taurus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lets101 Quizzes - &lt;a href="http://www.lets101.com/blog/quizzes"&gt;Fun quizzes for blog &amp;amp; myspace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A conversation wif one of my buddy a month back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eyEzZy:&lt;/span&gt; Sial ah aku dah gemok...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mimi:&lt;/span&gt; (senyum tersipu-sipu, kes tahan kekek ah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eyEzZy:&lt;/span&gt; Mcm SiAL ko MiMi!! aku tau lah aku mmg gemok!! K Fine! Aku dah gain weight!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mimi:&lt;/span&gt; Siak ah nul, aku tak ckp pape seyk... *kekek non stop*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eyEzZy:&lt;/span&gt; mcm sialz kamu!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mimi:&lt;/span&gt; *Still "kekek'ing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eyEzZy:&lt;/span&gt; -.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCKED!! Gotta start to do sumthing soooooooon!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-5664388660148134459?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5664388660148134459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=5664388660148134459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/5664388660148134459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/5664388660148134459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2009/07/was-randomly-browsing-ppls-profile-and.html' title=''/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-4563814042469147476</id><published>2009-06-22T20:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T20:51:16.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;SICK!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Errgh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;how i wish this sick goes away ASAP!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and i really mean it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ergh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;first with spinning head... from a really minor one, now to a whirling tornado!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and den blocked nose and den sore throat!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;DAMN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i've got a load of things to do from work, (as i'm having my family day this Saturday) to my rehearsal for the Vietnam Charity shows....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;GOD!! i nid my health and my VOICE especially FAST!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GEESH!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;seriously now, i dun care bout him anymore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;heck la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;he love me kek, he miss me kek.. iya iya la.. percuma! jadi2 pengasaran aja aku, apa gunanya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;mungkin dia skrng senang2.. aku yg jadi sakit-sakitan... udah la... buat pusing kepala aja...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-4563814042469147476?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4563814042469147476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=4563814042469147476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/4563814042469147476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/4563814042469147476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2009/06/sick-errgh-how-i-wish-this-sick-goes.html' title=''/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-2044459780865770535</id><published>2009-06-16T16:02:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T15:03:56.273+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vitenam charity concert'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GFOs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sg idol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mr Ex'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well a bit busy, or slack i might say on updating my blog lately...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Singapore idol didnt make it through again for da second time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Haizz... well... nah, not hoping it much thou....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Are they looking for another Taufik or Hady?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Oh, ya, i forgot, they looking for the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;"PACKAGE"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;coz Singapore is too small, they can't just rely on just talents or showmanship or experience, you juz gotta have dat whole &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;"PACKAGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;" thingy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;well i can really understand that... And toodles for Singapore Idol. Not intending to join in near future anymore... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Look on the brighter side, i'm being invited by a fellow competitor back in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;STARDUST&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;(few months ago)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; to perform for their yearly charity concert, they called themselves GFOs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;(will update more about it and link their website later on)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;COOL OR WAT?!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;so now kinda busy practising and jamming... yea.. jamming!! it's live band beb!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;and da song which i'm gona perform is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;"No Boundries" Adam Lambert version&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;, but of coz la making it AiNUL's style!! yeah....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and my................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;i don't know wheather it's a pleasant surprise or a nightmare that........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"he" called me......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;after shuttig me out for 2 months....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;GOSH!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;suddenly my world just swirl like a huge tornado!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAA!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;drastic rite...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;but...................&lt;br /&gt;yeah...................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;that's how i am now.....&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm.........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SWiRLiNG....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly i asked myself...........&lt;br /&gt;am i &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;heartless&lt;/span&gt;??&lt;br /&gt;am i &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;bad&lt;/span&gt;??&lt;br /&gt;am i &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;inhumane&lt;/span&gt;???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but to think again he's da one who left me in da first place rite?&lt;br /&gt;but y am i questioning myself now??&lt;br /&gt;and F*CKiNG tears just welled up again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it took me months numbing myself mending this stupid heart...&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;POP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; here it comes and everything shattered again within minutes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;YES....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do want answers...&lt;br /&gt;i do try to HATE you...&lt;br /&gt;i do... i do.... and i dooont know what else...!! coz i juz wana moooove on!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had stop questioning myself months ago.....&lt;br /&gt;i had stop asking myself y....&lt;br /&gt;or wat happen, even thinking "are you ok yet??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;BUT............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that call............................&lt;br /&gt;i questioned myself again...&lt;br /&gt;"Do i really&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; you,  still..???"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but no matter what i know dat we can't be together....&lt;br /&gt;i can roughly guezz dat wif no doubts...&lt;br /&gt;and i understands that.....&lt;br /&gt;it hurts thou...... it's my first......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;but remains friends??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't mind.... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;but do you??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;but i need full explainations from you first, keep everything clear, to me k??&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Crystal Clear...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;GEESHH!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate being an adult!!&lt;br /&gt;so this is how &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;is yea...&lt;br /&gt;haizz... watever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;i'm searching for a new one now....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;thou it's not easy....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;but nothing's easy rite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;the world is never fair....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Shit always happens...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but again, look on the bright side.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;everything happens for a reason.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just take this one as&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;a blessing in disguise....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watever it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;Let Time Heals Everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but again....&lt;br /&gt;is there such thing as happily ever after??&lt;br /&gt;can i have it??&lt;br /&gt;i want it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;BADLY&lt;/span&gt; lah!! :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-2044459780865770535?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2044459780865770535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=2044459780865770535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/2044459780865770535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/2044459780865770535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2009/06/well-bit-busy-or-slack-i-might-say-on.html' title=''/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-4563592086397398044</id><published>2009-05-22T20:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T21:03:52.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Lemme share with you bout a friend of mine..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Well, just call her Enya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;a best friend of mine, she just broke off with her bf too recently, and now kinda going wild...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;She just called and tell me all about it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I feel her too... But all i can do is listen and be there for her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;She felt terrible after being left by her bf, but on the other hand she insist on moving on fast as she didnt see the reason y looking back thus taking the fast way, getting a replacement...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Things doesnt turn out the way it suppose to be...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And she noes, a good relationship doesnt comes overnight nor came rooling to her feet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;But dare herself to play the game... I was shocked that she's capable of doing it.. But also applause her for being brave enuff to be truthful in what she wants and believe rather den following the flow blindly or keeping it stagnant...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;But what's disturbing is that, when it comes to the 3 rd guy, she can't bring herself up to mit him... she had dated only 2 guys in total, and she felt like she's such a slut! a worthless creature which just wana have fun... a body with no soul....no feeling.... "Just having pure Fun..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Most probably she had develop a feeling for the 2nd guy, i told her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;In confusion state of mind, Enya doesnt noe herself.... She do feel lost when he didnt txt nor tag her via MSN... I told her maybe, just maybe she love him... She cried and regretted that she told him, she's not yet ready for any serious commitment....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"Well my dear, maybe she's not the one for you Enya... He's not a muslim nor he wants to convert himself.. Although he thinks like a man, he's younger than you my dear... And he's not looking for marriage... And lastly, he's the only child.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt; And i know how it feel to be with one, coz my previous one is an only child too.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Be strong my dear Enya..." dat's what i told her.... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-4563592086397398044?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4563592086397398044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=4563592086397398044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/4563592086397398044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/4563592086397398044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2009/05/lemme-share-with-you-bout-friend-of.html' title=''/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-2050195764160714495</id><published>2009-05-22T00:27:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T01:08:07.789+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lady gaga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no.1 costume shop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ila gaga'/><title type='text'>iLA goes GAGA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;iLA goes GAGA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;see la, last minute den tell me she wana join Lady Gaga Look-a-Like Contest by Perfect 10...&lt;br /&gt;yesterday went to city plaze to search for Wig... Called Izzy, and was told to find at costume shop which is near my work place.. Aaarghh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So juz now get the WiG from No.1 Costume Shop &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(the manager there - i assume, he likes me... hahahaha!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, get the Funky eye-lashes at Bugis St... and all set for GAGA-ing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/ShWFS9_a3jI/AAAAAAAAADw/TOcJOU5dnuI/s1600-h/IMG_2916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/ShWFS9_a3jI/AAAAAAAAADw/TOcJOU5dnuI/s200/IMG_2916.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338319494242295346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/ShWHXfSmc8I/AAAAAAAAAD4/uMbJB7WIeME/s1600-h/IMG_2912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/ShWHXfSmc8I/AAAAAAAAAD4/uMbJB7WIeME/s200/IMG_2912.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338321770923848642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/ShWDNYTIVBI/AAAAAAAAADQ/ygQX8XIoAFY/s1600-h/IMG_2897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/ShWDNYTIVBI/AAAAAAAAADQ/ygQX8XIoAFY/s200/IMG_2897.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338317199201817618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/ShWI0oC6pNI/AAAAAAAAAEA/WurGYoiBoJU/s1600-h/IMG_2939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/ShWI0oC6pNI/AAAAAAAAAEA/WurGYoiBoJU/s200/IMG_2939.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338323371001816274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/ShWJroxyzKI/AAAAAAAAAEI/b1Odgw_NFy0/s1600-h/IMG_2899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/ShWJroxyzKI/AAAAAAAAAEI/b1Odgw_NFy0/s200/IMG_2899.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338324316091239586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/ShWDs64VoxI/AAAAAAAAADY/4sRrVlkv3Yg/s1600-h/IMG_2926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/ShWDs64VoxI/AAAAAAAAADY/4sRrVlkv3Yg/s200/IMG_2926.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338317741060629266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool isnt it....&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(biase ah, saper make-up artist kn...hehehee...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well all da best for her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;toodles!! ;)&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/5571239726232193272-2050195764160714495?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2050195764160714495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=2050195764160714495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/2050195764160714495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/2050195764160714495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2009/05/ila-goes-gaga.html' title='iLA goes GAGA'/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/ShWFS9_a3jI/AAAAAAAAADw/TOcJOU5dnuI/s72-c/IMG_2916.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-3862984670926212743</id><published>2009-05-19T21:46:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T23:00:45.382+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009 birthday'/><title type='text'>My Birthday ( Part 1)</title><content type='html'>kk...&lt;br /&gt;time to update on what happened during for my b'day week....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/ShK7Js-5tFI/AAAAAAAAACQ/nkuwkZ7GbWY/s1600-h/IMG_2849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/ShK7Js-5tFI/AAAAAAAAACQ/nkuwkZ7GbWY/s200/IMG_2849.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337534283755664466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/ShK94_GY2BI/AAAAAAAAACY/gmDE5vGu42o/s1600-h/IMG_2860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/ShK94_GY2BI/AAAAAAAAACY/gmDE5vGu42o/s200/IMG_2860.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337537295096010770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/ShK-_GdrB6I/AAAAAAAAACg/-_EN-Nt2fsM/s1600-h/IMG_2855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/ShK-_GdrB6I/AAAAAAAAACg/-_EN-Nt2fsM/s200/IMG_2855.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337538499663562658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gifts from collegues and my tuition kids!! cute kn...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/ShLARbI76AI/AAAAAAAAACo/HTo5X31XBrk/s1600-h/IMG_2863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/ShLARbI76AI/AAAAAAAAACo/HTo5X31XBrk/s200/IMG_2863.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337539913963005954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/ShLEpuDQrLI/AAAAAAAAAC4/g1LmAWTUqFU/s1600-h/IMG_2861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/ShLEpuDQrLI/AAAAAAAAAC4/g1LmAWTUqFU/s200/IMG_2861.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337544729402846386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;from Ashrul, ibu, ila, and siti!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best kan!!!&lt;br /&gt;frm fancy cards to parfum to POLAROiD CAMERA!! to 10-in-1 HAiR curler and...and...&lt;br /&gt;the best among the best which is so unexpected......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is THiS EMBROiDED DESiGN JACKET!!!&lt;br /&gt;it's my design during my PaLiN time ah, which iLA secretly took it and make it like dat...&lt;br /&gt;cool keper... actually i intend to do it, but no time la, suddenly.... TADA.....!!!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/ShLIhg_eyUI/AAAAAAAAADA/IU1D1HrZD_A/s1600-h/IMG_2864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/ShLIhg_eyUI/AAAAAAAAADA/IU1D1HrZD_A/s320/IMG_2864.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337548986504890690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eyEzZy TauRuS!! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love u all loads!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(more pics coming up!! ;))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-3862984670926212743?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3862984670926212743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=3862984670926212743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/3862984670926212743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/3862984670926212743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-birthday-part-1.html' title='My Birthday ( Part 1)'/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/ShK7Js-5tFI/AAAAAAAAACQ/nkuwkZ7GbWY/s72-c/IMG_2849.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-3712036328624225782</id><published>2009-05-17T00:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T23:24:12.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Mr Jas.....</title><content type='html'>Dear Mr Jasman,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the "prompt" reply....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(So are we still meeting up??.. hahahaa!! up to you.. i have moved on long time ago if you can see from the date of my posted blog.. GOSH!! you are so OUTDATED!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... As you can see, it took you a month plus to actually realize what is happening although i had actually put up my blog add on my msn like months ago.. Did you ever bother?? And that's who you are, u just can't be bother at times, well most of the times in fact.&lt;br /&gt;Oh no! tink juz me la he dont bother, coz my b'day oso he cant remember, how dissapointing is dat?!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(and i wonder how did u get to noe bout my webbie add... hmmm...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...Where shall i start now...&lt;br /&gt;talking bout me being "beradat", well i admit that i'm not perfect, but at least i don't pretend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(i have a hell load of my different side which you don't noe, haha! i'm just glad i didnt show all my colours to you... see, so do u noe me now..?? Hahaa!! i doubt so...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Being childish, demanding, drama queen, attitude....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;well dat's me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;so just let's say, u can't handle me.... Fair enough?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;coz that is what i am, you won't change for me, so y must i??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;saper yg childish??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If you were to say i always go around the bushes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Speak for yourself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;So much of you being ok with da Bugis-lepak incident...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;and here you say it sparks yada yada yada....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;i want to straighten things up to fellow readers here,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;i already tell him that i wana go walk2 la, coz i'm bored, he insist on staying and play truth or dare... and when i told him i want to get my nail polish, he told me off, "bsok boleh beli per.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;-ko tak bingit?? salah ker i go ahead on my own?? tak kacau die kn, only after that,when i came back, he said if i were to tell him, he wud jolly well accompany me. No need to go off like that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Arent you confused??? coz i am...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;(Nope, i think he's da confused one...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Talking bout being childish also,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;hmmm, well looks who's talking....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;who's childish enough to blocked me on MSN when they say they are ok wif me but actually HE's not... and delete me off from facebook and surprisingly TAGGED too!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;(which he's da one invite me to join as his fren &lt;dat&gt;, hypocrite kn.. ishk..ishk..ishk...)&lt;/dat&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;and ermm... keeping my friends which most of them you don't noe at all... tak malu ehk...??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Do you noe that with your recent actions here in my blog, u're such a childish fella too??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Accept it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;u point out my mistakes like you don't have you own mistakes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;can't you see da good side of me..?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;i can actually cover up everything for 2 yrs?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;(haha!! tink it's not a good thing for you afterall)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;which naturally enduring all your nonsence only god noes the crying and da suffering i had....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Don't you realise that u're actually had bukak your own pekong here...??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;but........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;i just keep it simple la.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(coz i'm a classy bitch.. haha!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;u call me "worthless", "you're not lucky to get me"," i'm not worth it", went out wif your ex behind my back, doesnt have the mood to talk or to meet me coz you are like going after a girl which you think your destiny &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(which i think it is la ehk... go ahead... i wish you all the best)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; and i still kene da scolding from you for pointing this out.... tak ker sundal &amp;amp; dayus tuu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;And talking bout nice.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;u're such a confused guy....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;U make ppl see that you're such a happy-go-lucky guy, everything goes, no restrictions, and everything, but....................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(u shud noe la.. i'm juz tired of typing. And i dont wana make you malu la eh senang ckp...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;And i'm glad that our relationship ends here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;It's a good thing thou...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;And i've moved on long time ago... no need to beg me la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;AND....don't make it sound like you're a BIG CATCH coz you're not at all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;And don't worry la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;i will find a better guy... GLAD!! it's not you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and LASTLY,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;do check da DATES of my blog before commenting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;you had just humiliated yourself... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;(Ouch!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and please,&lt;br /&gt;like i said before when i did asked you to leave me which you dont want to,&lt;br /&gt;"if you wana break off wif me do inform me, so i wont bother you anymore",&lt;br /&gt;and yes you had, and i'm not still holding on to you....?? Gosh! Please la, get a life...&lt;br /&gt;i noe where i stand, u dun need to shoo me off nor tell me wat to do..&lt;br /&gt;maybe y i bother you is da fact that you dont have da GUTS to face me to SPILL this SHIT of yours... Satisfied...??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yea, i think i'm just stoopid to believe and trust your words.....&lt;br /&gt;and putting da blame to your parents?? hmm... not the right move la...&lt;br /&gt;and stop provoking me, coz i mite juz blurt out a hell load more bout you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUYSSS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;i wanna man, not a boy who tinks he can...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-3712036328624225782?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3712036328624225782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=3712036328624225782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/3712036328624225782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/3712036328624225782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2009/05/to-mr-jas.html' title='To Mr Jas.....'/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-2402700519256756001</id><published>2009-04-17T22:48:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T00:05:30.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;things happen in a blink of an eye....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder, what had he been talking behind my back...&lt;br /&gt;here i am, believing that it's really because of FATE that we are not meant to be...&lt;br /&gt;pushing away all the negative remarks from friends coz they care and want me to move on fas&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;t &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(coz i always tell them, he's a nice guy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really picking up and moving on in my own way,&lt;br /&gt;ader jek benda2 yg pop out....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;To anonymous:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;thnx for the info, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(tink i figured out who u are)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;it's not only you being curious bout the whole thing, me too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;and i noe, everyone was shocked to noe the news too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;and the best part now, what he told me was totally a different one as wat he mentioned to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;maybe, like how we noe him and like wat you said, " thus, i believe jas made up this **** just to not take the blame."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;but watever the reason is, i don't think putting me as the blame instead, is being fair...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;but if it were to be true, i'm clearing my name now, i'm not that kind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;and i think i owe you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Mr Anonymous)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt; an apology as i'm so pissed yesterday, and ya, it get the best of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (haha! i got no time ah to watch over you, my bad)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;And seriously, don't think it's necessary for congratulating me, being "...done with..."  just because i reacted that way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(yesterday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;,think that is so shallow of you, i noe you're much wiser than that, much much wiser...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;It's sad,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;how if &lt;span&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;, were to be in my shoes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;clueless bout anything and everything but yet accepting it sincerely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;and only to find out later that you've been bad-mouthed??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;i'm not condemning anyone here,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;if he noes me well, he shud noes that once i'm done with it, i wont hold grudges against it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;so this is the only way...... to blog it out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(coz i dont want to hold any grudges against him or anyone)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;it would be such a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SHAME&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;coz i've always told my friends off everytime they try to discriminate you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Mr J)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Is this my retribution for loving you this much??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-2402700519256756001?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2402700519256756001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=2402700519256756001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/2402700519256756001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/2402700519256756001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2009/04/haiz.html' title=''/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-2111128040055453141</id><published>2009-04-17T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T01:50:02.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;I'm WATCHING YOU........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(this is not a gimmick)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your IP Address: &lt;b&gt;218.186.13.231&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IP Address Hostname: &lt;b&gt;cm231.omega13.maxonline.com.sg&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IP Country: &lt;b&gt;Singapore&lt;/b&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.ipaddresslocation.org/flags/sg.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IP Country Code: &lt;b&gt;SGP&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IP Continent: &lt;b&gt;Asia&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IP Region:&lt;br /&gt;Guessed City: &lt;b&gt;Singapore&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IP Latitude: &lt;b&gt;1.2931&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IP Longitude: &lt;b&gt;103.8558&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISP Provider: &lt;b&gt;StarHub Cable Vision Ltd&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-2111128040055453141?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2111128040055453141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=2111128040055453141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/2111128040055453141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/2111128040055453141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-watching-you.html' title=''/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-5963555823226782879</id><published>2009-04-17T01:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T01:35:44.215+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='black magic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anonymous bitch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tahyul'/><title type='text'>Anonymous idiot</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANONYMOUS???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk....&lt;br /&gt;well, in the first place, who is diz anonymous fella??&lt;br /&gt;dtg tak dijemput, aleh2 jek nak shoot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;well, if really he say dat to you....&lt;br /&gt;i'm amazed, coz i noe him, he will only tell diz kind of shit to dose he really close and trust..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he shud be dissapointed to find out that u, Mr/Ms Anonymous be telling me all this taik...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if he were to really believe this, and strengthened this up with, ".... God and Faith had show me, that we are not belong together, and it's really a big thing Ainul, a tight slap for me, and we really have to go our separate ways......" than i'm truly devastatedly dissapointed in him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the first place, i got no time ah nak masak nasi for him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HELLO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u can ask him, all da time, we ate outside, especially pizza hut&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(his favourite)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;if da reason for him to break our relationship becoz of this bullshit, than i think i'm thankful that i'm now off with him, coz i think i can't live with a person who keep on believing in this kind of "tahyul". Coz wat he told me oso, dat his previous gf &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(u shud now who la ehk Mr J)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; might be using this kinda stuff on him too, coz he cant seem to forget bout her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;get a life!!!&lt;br /&gt;dat's LOVE!!!&lt;br /&gt;doesnt he noes wat love is, u can juz do stupid things for the one you love, u can sacrifice anything for that one you love....&lt;br /&gt;and u go crazy without the one you love!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe dat!!&lt;br /&gt;dat's LOVE!!&lt;br /&gt;TRUE LOVE do exist...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, it's not that i didnt believe that "nasi kangkang", "minyak senyonyong", "rendam sluar dalam" this all exist, it's just that, wat is dat all for??&lt;br /&gt;Aper gunanye, Cinta sejati tu kan lagi mulia nilainyer....&lt;br /&gt;it's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;PRICELESS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think he's stoopid if it's really this are the reason for our break-up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if this going to be any further,&lt;br /&gt;i will make it &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;BIG...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SERIOUSLY....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mark my words.....&lt;br /&gt;don't u dare me.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what if i'm coping better than him now...&lt;br /&gt;i'm moving on, like what he want me to...&lt;br /&gt;he shud be proud of me rather than thinking that i'm getting "help" frm u noe wat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;cekalkn hati kuat kn iman ah,&lt;/span&gt; ikan bukan seekor, he was the one who ask for the break-up,&lt;br /&gt;org dah tak nak, takkn aku nak terheggeh2 pat die kn, ngan parent2 die skali pulaukn aku..&lt;br /&gt;please ah nie, u don't noe me yet....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sesungguhnya Allah itu maha berkuasa &amp;amp; maha mengetahui...&lt;br /&gt;Amin..&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/5571239726232193272-5963555823226782879?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5963555823226782879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=5963555823226782879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/5963555823226782879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/5963555823226782879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2009/04/anonymous-idiot.html' title='Anonymous idiot'/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-1386884911010134245</id><published>2009-04-14T07:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T07:58:15.393+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifetime experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a new me'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think i shall stop blogging bout him...&lt;br /&gt;The more i blog bout him, the more i hate him (or maybe i'm just trying to hate him),&lt;br /&gt;the more i misses him...&lt;br /&gt;that's not wat i planned...&lt;br /&gt;i'm moving on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(well, if it's true that he started dating, why shudn't i.. haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;As wat i strongly believe..... i believe he is a nice guy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;A guy who noes wat he's doing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;but what i can't accept is, y must he not tell ppl bout the real thing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;y must he put up a strong front everytime shit happens...??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;doesnt he noes dat he's a normal human being too?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(stop thinking that u some kind of superhuman k, u will fall one day too, sooner or later, and it's nothing wrong to let it out...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;does his friends thinks i'm da bad one? or he's da bad one??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;coz i dun think anyone of us is at fault...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Well,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;i'm tired....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Waiting for my answers....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;i think da best way now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;to let this matter rest in peace till the time comes to unravel the best of it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;As for now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;i'm living my life to the fullest....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Thank you for the experience, the love, the bittersweet memories that we had....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;i'm really honoured, to have that one lifetime experience, to be shared with you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(count the gifts that u had give me... think that proves it alls.... thank you, Mr J)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;i realise, i can become more me without him, more outspoken coz i dun need to think wat will he think bout me, and this is sumthing good, a catalyst for me to move on, an enthusiasm to spur me on, and i have to move fast as not to lost this momentem, coz the heart's pounding real fast, excited for the change within......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-1386884911010134245?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1386884911010134245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=1386884911010134245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/1386884911010134245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/1386884911010134245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-think-i-shall-stop-blogging-bout-him.html' title=''/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-3971479223502824800</id><published>2009-04-14T07:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T13:27:19.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tidak ku nafikan hati ini masih berdenyut untuk mu....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tapi aku harus kuat, kuat &amp;amp; berani menerima kenyataan yang sebenar &amp;amp; meneruskan kehidupan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kau tetap didalam ingatan ku sayang....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/5571239726232193272-3971479223502824800?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3971479223502824800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=3971479223502824800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/3971479223502824800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/3971479223502824800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2009/04/tidak-ku-nafikan-hati-ini-masih.html' title=''/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-6048992151220715496</id><published>2009-04-13T18:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T08:04:10.727+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weddings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my b&apos;days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singing competitions'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Things were still unstable....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but lucky thing, i have a strong passion for singing....&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least, sumthing to sidetrack me off...&lt;br /&gt;Hell loads of competition coming up!!&lt;br /&gt;Malay Idol, Arca Gemilang, Stardust!!&lt;br /&gt;and waiting for Singapore Idol 2009!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(yes ah!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busu wedding date is getting nearer....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(labour day)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i found out Rina&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (my ite frenz)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; getthing married in May too.... &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(31st May)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haizz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONGRATULATiONS ppl!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so envying you guys... Hope mine will come soon... Amin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of the brighter side..&lt;br /&gt;My b'day is exactly one month from now!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoah!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;celebrate it at zouk ya!! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-6048992151220715496?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6048992151220715496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=6048992151220715496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/6048992151220715496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/6048992151220715496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2009/04/things-were-still-unstable.html' title=''/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-244331998869654973</id><published>2009-04-13T17:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T08:03:11.145+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='10+ days of Break-up..'/><title type='text'>10+ days of Break-up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10+ days of Break-up..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been exactly 10+ days of separation....&lt;br /&gt;Well, i'm doing fine.... (i guess)&lt;br /&gt;but da feeling of unsatisfaction is piling up day by day...&lt;br /&gt;And it's kinda becoming a burden now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCKED!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just can't shoo the tots that HE asked for the break-up via phone and da fact that he wanted to MIA in da first place!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;saw him online in MSN yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;with his pm=" ...........the trip was gd but sumthing cock up yada2..."&lt;br /&gt;was he trying to tell me that he's fine??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;y can't he just tag me and chat online?? didnt he noe dat, wheather i'm busy or not, my status in MSN is always put on busy??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Or he expecting me to tag him first??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;FYi: i will not contact you in any form unless you do, i'm doing fine actually with us being frens, but when YOU are the one who started the shit first,(not replying to my txt msges), i'm truly dissapointed with you, i think is atrociously RUDE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;It's either you cant bear to talk to me, u wanted to forget about me, watever the reason is, i'm truly dissapointed with you....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Something tells me, it's not totally bout your parents.... (watever!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously now, i'm in total mess...&lt;br /&gt;agitated, irritated, frustrated, confused and all that related...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime i wonder,&lt;br /&gt;Can't friends go through their pains together??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U ever mention,&lt;br /&gt;friends comes and goes into your life...&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend is your future husband where you shud trust and respect and vice versa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i think, i'm bloody stupid to belief that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and this still linger in my bloody head:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;" WHY CAN'T HE BREAK THE NEWS IN FRONT OF MY BLOODY FUCKING FACE??&lt;br /&gt;COWARD!! "DAYUS"!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he told me not to hate him, not to forget him...&lt;br /&gt;and now.... ironical rite??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really hope HE can enlightened me with some answers asap....&lt;br /&gt;coz i dun think i can tolerate this kind of nonsence any longer....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;does he actually planned all this to happen in the first place??!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;GOD i'm becoming insane...!!!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-244331998869654973?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/244331998869654973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=244331998869654973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/244331998869654973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/244331998869654973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2009/04/10-days-of-break-up.html' title='10+ days of Break-up'/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-3836952873192955241</id><published>2009-04-13T01:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T02:05:40.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One week after da break-ups</title><content type='html'>Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like almost one week after the break-ups,&lt;br /&gt;(i'm getting over it thou.. kinda strong rite 1wk jek.. I'm surprised too!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think like on the tuesday or wednesday,&lt;br /&gt;i'm being informed that 'HE' started dating already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;i'm superly impressed...&lt;br /&gt;dat's damn bloody fast...&lt;br /&gt;i always tot he will suffer more then me, coz he noes da problem which i don't..&lt;br /&gt;or at least a month.....&lt;br /&gt;HELL YEA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRAVO!! APPLAUSE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u noe wat, i'm kinda having DOUBTS on u now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to think that u didnt event rply to my msg, dat is so ungentleman... i think it's a form of courtesy to reply back...&lt;br /&gt;Ouh, in da first place, u're not a gentleman afterall... Oops!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry to say this,&lt;br /&gt;but i'm not surprised that u had already noe dat girl way before the break-up..&lt;br /&gt;i duno.. i noe dat u wont do dat kinda shit, but i'm seriously confused, which i dun think i nid to,at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;and i remembered the sms that u gave,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;"It's soo hard... Everything is like falling apart... I cannot take it.. I'm so scared to tell you my problems bcos i'm scared dat u will hate me..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and till now, i'm actually wondering if dat got to do wif the break-up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously if you can explain to me asap would be better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz now i looked LOWLY at you, i used to respect you soo much, u shud noe dat, i put u first on my list, i put aside my girls, my family, my life, and i just love giving you stuffs which i'm afford to and to get this shit...&lt;br /&gt;- a promise which is undelivered..&lt;br /&gt;- my fear of you MIA'ing came true..&lt;br /&gt;- and you not able to be a MAN to face me and tell me right in my face that u want&lt;br /&gt;the break-up!! and wif no explanations... (THIS is THE BIGGEST ISSUE!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think by running away could solve ur problem, i don't think so...&lt;br /&gt;I hope you'll regret wat u've done...&lt;br /&gt;and i PROMISE,&lt;br /&gt;i'm not one of ur ex-gf who wishes or wants to be with you if dere's any chance to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;(u seems shocked and surprised when i say "yes", these wont means that we can reconcile back.U just don't know how strong i am.. i cry doesnt mean i'm weak, dat's ur bad.. U just duno how normal ppl minds work &amp;amp; think... nope, nope, i think u juz duno how to handle girls....heh.. such a shame)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;I'm sorry...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-3836952873192955241?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3836952873192955241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=3836952873192955241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/3836952873192955241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/3836952873192955241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-week-after-da-break-ups.html' title='One week after da break-ups'/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-6310863092407212461</id><published>2009-04-13T01:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T02:04:20.611+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stardust 2009'/><title type='text'>STARDUST 2009!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;STARDUST&lt;br /&gt;MADE IT THRU FINALS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea!!&lt;br /&gt;blessing in disguise ya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya soon @ ZOUK!!&lt;br /&gt;tix selling at 16bucks!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get it frm me tau...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-6310863092407212461?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6310863092407212461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=6310863092407212461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/6310863092407212461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/6310863092407212461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2009/04/showquest-2009.html' title='STARDUST 2009!!'/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-7162842051779708270</id><published>2009-04-13T00:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T02:04:43.410+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving on part 2'/><title type='text'>Moving On (part 2)</title><content type='html'>After dat 3rd April...&lt;br /&gt;Something just tell me that i need to open up my lappy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz since den,&lt;br /&gt;i didnt wana open up my lappy, coz i didnt wana see him online, didnt take out my diary, coz i have his work schedule all da way till dec, but i just have to overcome it, and i have to do it soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon enuff,&lt;br /&gt;to my amazement,&lt;br /&gt;he changed his status to single to all of his accounts...&lt;br /&gt;HOLY SHiT!!&lt;br /&gt;wat he told me was, he will wait for me to change my status first before he changed his...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was such a dissapointment,&lt;br /&gt;how am i not felt cheated, tell me... i need an explanation, but i have no more rights, coz he's not mine anymore.. yeah not mine, gosh!! i have to get used to that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;manage to chat wif him via MSN, but it's like so political..&lt;br /&gt;tot we are still friends??&lt;br /&gt;but y? y are the reluctance, the barrier, i believe u've had share a lot of ur stories wif me? but y r u putting a barrier into our conversation??&lt;br /&gt;if dat's how ur term "frens" is gona be, it SUCKS big time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea...&lt;br /&gt;i'm moving on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz as for now, i take it as,&lt;br /&gt;'Org dah taknk, buat pe nak terhege2 kn, aku ade maruah diri, aku ade reputasi..'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not being ego, but dat's how it is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's telling ppl that he's heartbroken, but den,he wana party, and his MSN later put, "Yeah! Single again!.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how CONTRADICTING dat is?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U TELL ME....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-7162842051779708270?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7162842051779708270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=7162842051779708270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/7162842051779708270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/7162842051779708270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2009/04/moving-on-part-2.html' title='Moving On (part 2)'/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-3420758010688888560</id><published>2009-04-13T00:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T00:49:20.383+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='break-ups'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving on'/><title type='text'>The Moving On...</title><content type='html'>The moving on was superly sucks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i said, i took an urgent leave on the 3rd April (Friday), having sleepless nights, but fucked waking up early, having no appetite to eat, or to do anything...&lt;br /&gt;In fact just sitting down watching tv is unbearable... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like i've lost not only a bf, but a shoulder to cry on, my punching bag, my clown when i'm down, my eye-candy and my guardian angel.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It SUCKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every single movements and minutes, it's just about him and y? Y?? WHY???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i noe i hav to get out frm my place, coz i cant let my grandma sees me crying like an idiot every minute and every seconds rite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, first thing, i have to keep myself busy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manage to get hold of a fren(a nice one, u noe who u are, thnx beb) to accompany me for half of my day, and eventually meet up my girls later at sempang bedok... &lt;br /&gt;GOSh!! Only god noes how i miss dem all....&lt;br /&gt;I'm fortunate to get u gerls, i'm truly blessed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They did tell me to hate him, but i juz cant, coz i believe our separation is not based on hatred or him playing truant on me, and i believe that he suffer da same too... and every time, i feel sad, i would think of how he's doing... etc...etc... and it hurts me more.... like y is god so cruel to me and him....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But again, like wat zoob says, god is fair, he wont test you this much if he noes that u're weak... and every bad things happens comes wif a blessings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess it's true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;accepting the fact and facing the reality is hard....&lt;br /&gt;but i'm moving on thou... i'm moving on......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he's still be in my prayers....&lt;br /&gt;and i misses him bad...........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-3420758010688888560?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3420758010688888560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=3420758010688888560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/3420758010688888560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/3420758010688888560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2009/04/moving-on.html' title='The Moving On...'/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-6113024406747657491</id><published>2009-04-12T23:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T00:15:04.675+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heartbreak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='break-ups'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship sucks'/><title type='text'>27th/28th March 2007-1st/2nd April 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;27th/28th March 2007-1st/2nd April 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like they say..........&lt;br /&gt;Every good things comes to an end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda shocking experience for me,no, it IS a VERRY SHOCKING one!!&lt;br /&gt;At first i tot it was just a joke..&lt;br /&gt;Hell not?! we juz had our 2yrs makan session(yea normal, nothing wow! kinda thing which i'm so use to it laa..) on the 28th March...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me just rewind it a bit..&lt;br /&gt;Have dinner on the 28th March, had a tiff on da 29th March, 30th and 31st he's working(so not meeting, but i'm so missing him coz we usually settle our stuffs asap), and eventually on his off day 1st April, he got some family thingy (which is like super rare for him to go out wif his parents), and poof on the 2nd April, he kept rejecting my calls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confused rite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i texted him, felling worried and confused and of coz angry at the same time. Wat da hell wrong wif him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually he txt back saying, well lemme me get my hp ya......&lt;br /&gt;.........................&lt;br /&gt;k here how it goes,&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry... we have to go our separate ways... We cannot be together.... This is how fate and god show me... Take care ainul... Its been a great time &amp; i thank you for that..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how am i not DEVASTATED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dere i am longing for his calls, to mit him up, and i got this?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at that point of time, i really went blank, my hand shivers, i duno wheather i'm wailing, crying or cursing or all at once, coz there's isnt any tears at all... Confused of coarse..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He didn't want to mit up, die2 dun want to mit up, saying that his parents didnt want us to be together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manage to get him to call me thou,&lt;br /&gt;both of us was crying in tears, he asked me to stay strong...&lt;br /&gt;don't forget him, will let me now the reason when the time comes coz he vow not to let me noe bout it, he loves me so much that he didn't want me to suffer so he have to do the separation, he's sorry coz he have to break his promises, break my heart, and he says wat i'm suffering he's suffering the same.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that point of time,&lt;br /&gt;i believe that watever he does is for our better, my own good and his and everybody i guess... i believe that he wont do stupid things unnecessarily.. We've gone thru so much shit together and we still manage to hold on, so i believe he should have a much better reason for this separation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant think straight........&lt;br /&gt;i eventually txt my boss for an urgent leave the next day....&lt;br /&gt;i cried the whole fucking day...&lt;br /&gt;kinda felt cheated, used, hopeless, felt like wat's wrong wif me other den being fat?? and everything juz fall over you.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is how a heartbreak feels...&lt;br /&gt;It's really painful... SUCKS!!!&lt;br /&gt;and the best part, i didnt now wat's my wrong...&lt;br /&gt;and in fact he wanted to MIA, left me hanging juz like dat...&lt;br /&gt;SUPER SUCKS ryt!!!&lt;br /&gt;FUCKED!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-6113024406747657491?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6113024406747657491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=6113024406747657491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/6113024406747657491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/6113024406747657491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2009/04/27th28th-march-2007-1st2nd-april-2009.html' title='27th/28th March 2007-1st/2nd April 2009'/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-8162718532681166922</id><published>2008-05-25T23:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T23:51:48.677+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='auditions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Showquest &apos;08'/><title type='text'>SHOWQUEST 25.05.08</title><content type='html'>After Talenquest...&lt;br /&gt;Here comes SHOWQUEST!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this is my secoond chance to proof my cability in singing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun wana do another stupid mistake again..&lt;br /&gt;being so not full of confidence, and being intimidated by my surroundings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I AM GOOD!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have to remind myself that..&lt;br /&gt;and to proof i'm right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I MADE IT THRU STRAIGHT TO THE SEMIS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;just a moment ago.......yohooo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;well i'm so delighted about it...&lt;br /&gt;for the first time, i FEEL the..... ermmm i duno how to explain..&lt;br /&gt;well, think, i've been taking things for granted u see,&lt;br /&gt;so when i got this one,&lt;br /&gt;da feeling is so different...&lt;br /&gt;i feel like i had achieve sumthing damn &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BIG...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sumthing which i really wanted, and i really wanted it for real...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Well, i'm really looking forward for da SEMIs and hoping very much to get thru the finals...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck guys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just gotta do more practise, rest well, eat healthy, choose the right song, and....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONFIDENT MAU LEBIH BEB!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best for me... hehe.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-8162718532681166922?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-7154249534720528231</id><published>2008-05-25T23:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T23:16:51.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perang Dingin Telah Diselesaikn..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Akhirnya, si teruna ketahui kisah sebenarnye juga..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Memang benar tak terlintas langsung si teruna ingin membanding-bandingkan si dara dengan bekas kekasihnya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dengan mengucapkan kata cinta,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;si dara sedar bahawa cinta mereka masih utuh, mungkin untuk selamanya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(mcm siak!! so da melayu siol!!! hahaha!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-7154249534720528231?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7154249534720528231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=7154249534720528231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/7154249534720528231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/7154249534720528231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2008/05/perang-dingin-telah-diselesaikn_25.html' title='Perang Dingin Telah Diselesaikn..'/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-421225886355925678</id><published>2008-05-25T01:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T04:27:22.086+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloody BITCH'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loose weight'/><title type='text'>dat BLOODY  BiTCH again!</title><content type='html'>it kinda pissed of when HE started toking bout HIS &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"BLOODY EX"&lt;/span&gt; again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO WAT IF SHE LOOSES WEIGHT...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she look pretty...&lt;br /&gt;bla..bla....bla....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;"hey MiSTER,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;dat's not da way to spur me on alright...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;COZ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;i juz dun bother with watever FUCKiNG SHiT dat dat BLOODY BiTCH did!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;FUCK!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;it just seems like u comparing ME to dat BiTCH!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like y must SHE told HIM thru MSN bout her loosing weight and all?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;(trying to compare HERSELF wif ME indirectly to HIM  dat she looks better?!! FUCK! is SHE loved him dat much y leave him in da first place?! answers anyone?) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so yea, dey still contact each other, isnt dat enuff bleed done?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SO wat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if SHE want to loose weight, loose hair, loose teeth, loose EVERYTHING.....!!&lt;br /&gt;GO AHEAD!&lt;br /&gt;i dun give a bloody fuck bout it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to HIS surprise, i noes bout it all, DA BITCH loosing HER weight bla..bla...bla..&lt;br /&gt;yeah, coz i'd just read her blog last few days ago by coincidence...&lt;br /&gt;was browsing her FB bla..bla...bla....&lt;br /&gt;i mean, she's da one who's like putting her bloggy add dere...&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;THNX BiTCH!!&lt;br /&gt;well, LUCKY me...&lt;br /&gt;in dere, she stated she lost 8kg bla..bla..bla... SO...??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so now.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the qns is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WAT'S DA BLOODY FUCKiNG HELL GOT TO DO WiF MY FUCKiNG BF!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;U JOLLY WELL LEFT HIM &amp;amp; MAKES HIS LIFE FUCKING MISERABLE..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;-WHICH HAD COST HIM TO LOST HIS JOB.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;-LOCKED HIMSELF IN HIS ROOM FOR MONTHS WHICH HE NEVER DID BEFORE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;-TRIED TO HAV RELATIONSHIPS BUT ONLY FIND OUT THAT THEY ARE JUST A REBOUND..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;-AND HE STILL IN SEARCH FOR U DESPITE DA FACT DAT U LEFT HIM FOR NO FUCKING VALID REASON COZ HE LOVED U SOOO MUCHH... (dat's y.. and i'm curious y?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;-AND IT TOOK HIM YEARS TO GET OVER IT, AND OF COURSE DURING THE TRANSITION HE CHANGED......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TILL HE MET &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ME....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONLY A FEW MONTHS AFTER DAT, U POPPED OUT FRM NOWHERE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(mayb back frm da hell)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;FINDING WAYS HOW TO GET HIM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(credits to HIS fren's gf ya... thanx a zillion!!),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;DYING TO MEET HIM LIKE YOU'RE GONA DIED DA NEXT MINUTE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;FUCK!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;AND OF COURSE AS A PERSON, I CAN'T SAY NO TO HIM WANTING TO MIT U..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;YA WELL, EVEN IF I SAY NO, HE WILL STILL MEET U ANYWAY...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;(coz unlike you, i noe where i stand, u're the veteran, i'm da new comer. He had been in search for diz bitch who had ran away frm him and da only way to repay all dat back is to mit with the BITCH himself-so u happy now?!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ADDING ON...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;-U GUYS TOOK ONLY 6MONTHS TO HAVE ALL DA FUCKING LOVE &amp;amp; LUST FANTASIES...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;while it took HIM more then 6th months (or dat's wat i feel) for HIM to actually believe dat i understand HIM-mayb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SAD isnt it...or are u REGRETING now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;IMAGINE.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;within 6months u guys can be so deeply in love with each other, isn't dat &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MAGiC?&lt;/span&gt; but u fucking hell throw dat MAGiC away... (cheapo! and i'm really curious wat's da reason behind it!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; -U GIVE HIM A T-SHIRT WHICH HE NAIVELY TOT U HAD ACTUALLY SEWN THE ALPHABETS BITS BY BITS WIF HIS FAVORITE NICKNAME ON IT AND HE FUCKING STILL WEARING IT ALTHOUGH AFTER TELLING HIM DAT, DAT'S JUST A NORMAL SILKSCREEN POP UP PRINTS....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;(of coz u'll be smiling sinisterly while reading this ryt bitch!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;AND&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BRAVO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U GOT HIM THIS ONE &amp;amp; ONLY SWEATER DAT SOLD IN SG BY DIZ BAND WHICH HE LOVES DA MOST FOR HIM.. AND YES HE STILLS WEARING IT!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;(happy bitch?!! FEELING proud?! thnx fer letting me noe, coz u put up a comment in his friendster.. BiMBO!! y dun u put up a list or mayb mail me all da things dat u had done or missed doing together wif him to me then.. den mayb i can consider upon it..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;AND LASTLY...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;THE BEST THINGS WHICH FRUSTRATES ME THE MOST WHICH I KINDA  FEEL THE NEED TO CONGRATULATE U..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;THANKS FOR MAKING THAT VERY IMPORTANT SOMEONE IN HIS LIFE &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HATES&lt;/span&gt; ME JUST BECAUSE OF &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YOU!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;AND DAT'S DA REASON FOR&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NOW,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ON WHY I DESPISE YOU TRULY DAT MUCH..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;(and i'm still curious wadda FUCKING reason why you left HIM without reason, and now popping out frm nowhere having HOPES to get HIM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;sometimes i ponder...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;what's the point being good, filial and always saying the truth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;and all i get is nothing even near to pleasure......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-421225886355925678?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/421225886355925678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=421225886355925678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/421225886355925678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/421225886355925678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2008/05/dat-bloody-bitch-again.html' title='dat BLOODY  BiTCH again!'/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-1088906741578472288</id><published>2008-05-21T20:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T20:28:41.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GOiNG FACiAL</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Zooobz treat me to FACiAL for my B'day YESTERDAY!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool or wat...&lt;br /&gt;now i'm clueless wat to give her for her b'day....&lt;br /&gt;it's like only tomorrow!!&lt;br /&gt;or like less den 4hours now!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tick tock tick tock tick tock........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-1088906741578472288?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1088906741578472288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=1088906741578472288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/1088906741578472288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/1088906741578472288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2008/05/going-facial.html' title='GOiNG FACiAL'/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-4704163539782454940</id><published>2008-05-20T22:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T04:10:44.269+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='13 may 2008'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday celebrations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creative zen pink'/><title type='text'>::13th of MAY::</title><content type='html'>WHOAH!!&lt;br /&gt;alas... only till today i got the chance to update my blog on my b'day celebration...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRST STOP...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the eve of my b'day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moron (thomas) &amp;amp; his gf ask me out for dinner at arab street...&lt;br /&gt;Went to MOSI CAFE to have dinner...&lt;br /&gt;was kinda fun thou...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEXT morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the REAL DAY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;busu came in my messy room, shouted 'HAPPY B"DAY NULLL!' and pass me an Esprit umbrella..&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(yea, da one which she had left it in da cinema while watching Step Up..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den after shower.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the REAL DAY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;dere's a shiny purple wrap box wif a card attached to it wif ibu's handwriting...&lt;br /&gt;and guess wat's underneath that shiny purple wrapped box..??&lt;br /&gt;A pair of Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle classic cartoon DVD!!!&lt;br /&gt;goosh, i've been wanting it since i'm 3..&lt;br /&gt;20 yrs later sak!! tears well up siol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den in da office....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the REAL DAY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;makan2 time....&lt;br /&gt;makan buffet la beb... saaap lynn tak turon, anak die demam panas..&lt;br /&gt;colleagues gimme ESPRIT hot pink clutch!! and guess wat boss gime... GUESS HANDBAG!!&lt;br /&gt;FUHYOO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den later in da noon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the REAL DAY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sharkila give a b'day dedication la on RiA!!&lt;br /&gt;kecoh kaper...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat else ehk.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think dat's all....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LASTLY.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the REAL DAY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;da time which i've been waiting....&lt;br /&gt;to meet Mr J and see wat in store for me...&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAAA!!!&lt;br /&gt;well it started out SUCKS! as usual.... i have to wait for him, like almost an hour.. even thou i'm da one who came down to bedok... PAthetic ryt! i noe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before dat, at noon....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the REAL DAY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;he did call me to ask me out for lunch..&lt;br /&gt;but too bad, i'm having lunch wif boss and colleagues..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but den he did told me dat he got for me sumthing which cost him a BOMB!!&lt;br /&gt;and he tak sempat to wrapped da gift, but it look sweet, dat wat he said la..&lt;br /&gt;so as a girl, and a girlfriend.. typically, i tot he got for me a DIAMOND ring or pendant etc... but then again, i dun wana have high hopes coz i dun wana b dissapointed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before dat oso in da morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the REAL DAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;he did asked me wat do i want for my b'day, seriously i dun want anything but just to LOOSE WEIGHT and gain back my CONFiDENCE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;continue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(LASTLY.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the REAL DAY!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so bout 10 mins before he reached, he called "sorry u, i on da way, u jgn mengamok k.." tau takpe.... hehehee... sejok sikit hati cek... it's so hard for him to be sweet diz few days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den when he reach at mcdonald bedok where i had waited for him with loads of patience, he pass me dat 'gift'... GUESS wat?!! k well, not another guess bag la of course, creative zen Mp3! pink color sumore...&lt;br /&gt;ceh!&lt;br /&gt;haha!!&lt;br /&gt;den after dat go eat at suria or segar restaurant, i order prawn and lemon chicken and he order his all time favourite grouper fish...&lt;br /&gt;den watch movie, very da boring show, speed racer, but we did have our own fun time, if u noe wat i mean...&lt;br /&gt;but yea, we did doze a little during da show after dat... mendaks siok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, in overall, out of ten, i give him 5.5 or mayb 6 la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;coz i noe, sum gerls did get much better treatment on their b'days by deir bfs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i appreciate his efforts to get the gift, da food, da movie thou...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yea, it's better den da previous one dat i had wif him la...&lt;br /&gt;OBViOUSLY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz as far i can remember, he had actually told me, like last dec 2007, to keep my day free on my b'day coz he's off on dat day.. so i was actually expecting MORE!&lt;br /&gt;i mean, he asked me like last dec sak.. of coz i was like high expectations,&lt;br /&gt;but to noe his attitude... haizz...&lt;br /&gt;LUCKY..&lt;br /&gt;i didnt put hight hopes, if not, dissapointed rabak like always...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but well, for HiM to do all dat which he don't usually practice it, i'm kinda proud of him..&lt;br /&gt;and yea, this is wat lack...&lt;br /&gt;he's LATE!&lt;br /&gt;no flowers,&lt;br /&gt;no candle on cake to blow wishes upon...&lt;br /&gt;Surprise factor: 5/10&lt;br /&gt;but............&lt;br /&gt;OK la...&lt;br /&gt;dere present and&lt;br /&gt;kisses frm him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he is such one confusing idiot dat i never came across....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;making life so confuse and uncertain everytime...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Surprises..??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;always a bad one....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;expected the unexcpected and be prepared with loads of patience i always tell myself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but still will end up wif tears welling up at night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-4704163539782454940?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4704163539782454940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=4704163539782454940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/4704163539782454940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/4704163539782454940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2008/05/13th-of-may.html' title='::13th of MAY::'/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-5313903451776438612</id><published>2008-05-12T23:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T23:49:20.900+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday sucks?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lipo'/><title type='text'>13th May AGAiN!!</title><content type='html'>Frankly, am so NOT excited at all bout it.......&lt;br /&gt;ya, it's a special day....&lt;br /&gt;BUT.....&lt;br /&gt;wat's so special bout it IF u are not happy....&lt;br /&gt;for GOODNESS SAKE!&lt;br /&gt;it's a yr older... ONE YEAR OLDER.............&lt;br /&gt;AGAIN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything seems so out of place....&lt;br /&gt;so not right diz few days......&lt;br /&gt;uncle had a birthday makan2 at his place for his daughter's 4th b'day, and inconjunction of mother's day.....&lt;br /&gt;den, his wife pass me a wrapped gift, when later found out to be sum "kain ela" frm bangkok...&lt;br /&gt;and trust me, da design SUCKS BIG TIME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den early morning juz now, am late for work....&lt;br /&gt;to add on, i can't change da skirt dat ila had bought for me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year older........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   SOOOOONNN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      and i'm feeling sooo sooooo soooooooooo much more HOPELESS den usual...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not really sure wat's in store for me tmw....&lt;br /&gt;well, dun wana hav high hopes thou....&lt;br /&gt;coz i just dun wana be dissapointed like it usually happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i cant deny dat i'm hoping da least dat it's not "just a dinner"...&lt;br /&gt;  WATEVER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll just see wat's in store for me thou...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to tell u the truth, wat i wish for my birthday is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-to gain back my CONFIDENCE....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  and it's aint easy thou, coz i have all these to be done or shud be done to actually get me in SHAPE!&lt;br /&gt;       -to LOOSE TONNES of dis excess weight, which is like so difficult...&lt;br /&gt;         i nid MONEY!! i nid LIPO!! i nid MONEY to do LIPO!!&lt;br /&gt;       -to get back my TALENTS... it's like deteriorating, from bad to worst... am so easily taken&lt;br /&gt;        aback by others and dat includes my..........&lt;br /&gt;       -JOB!! coz am in SALES now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&amp;amp;...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-to fell wat &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;real LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll just wait for tmw to come la....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-5313903451776438612?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5313903451776438612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=5313903451776438612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/5313903451776438612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/5313903451776438612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2008/05/13th-may-again.html' title='13th May AGAiN!!'/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-5017486324598432508</id><published>2008-04-21T21:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T21:22:15.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE NEW JOB</title><content type='html'>Well, my new job as Events Manager was kinda cool....&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda COOL...&lt;br /&gt;Besides doing sales telemarketing, going down for presentation, i still can do and get plus2 payment for doing artwork or work which is not related to sales...&lt;br /&gt;Isn't dat COOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but den i forgot one thing, by doing sales, i actually exposed myself to "MY ENEMY DALAM BLANKET" haha.. (my previous events company la)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dere's one time, me and Tracey went down for presentation and guez wat, da second presentor are "them"!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U shud see deir face siah...&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaa!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-5017486324598432508?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5017486324598432508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=5017486324598432508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/5017486324598432508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;he jokingly said dat he 'merajok' (being sulky) to me..&lt;br /&gt;and said it directly&lt;br /&gt;" I DUN WANA MIT U, WANA GO BACK HOME STRAIGHT AND SLEEP..."&lt;br /&gt;(how hurt dat is)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i tot mayb tmw i can mit him instead as he will be working morning shift too tmw...&lt;br /&gt;but to my dismay he doing OT tmw....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and da best part he only calls just now ard 10pm, and found out dat he went to orchard first after work before went back home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wadda fuck...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not being petty or wat... but is not like we can mit everyday... it's like twice or thrice per week  including jamming and his bloody own gathering!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just hate feeling being used!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i duno y, i felt so USED!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only called when he wana mit, and if he's tired da whole day, fat hope to get him call just to say hello....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK siah!&lt;br /&gt;and i feel damn FUCKED!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-5614475328663696929?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5614475328663696929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=5614475328663696929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/5614475328663696929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/5614475328663696929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2008/04/guys-are-dumb.html' title='GUYS are DUMB!!'/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-4734389361874851322</id><published>2008-04-02T22:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T23:08:47.774+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping at bedok'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HOT without BURNiNG my pocket'/><title type='text'>::SHOPPiNG alone::</title><content type='html'>Well,&lt;br /&gt;being alone teach me loads of things...&lt;br /&gt;in fact, i think it makes me a better and stronger person....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(mcm lagi senang tau tak leceh and tak terhege-hege like dat)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can go eat all by myself...&lt;br /&gt;I can walkaway alone....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today,&lt;br /&gt;i go SHOPPiNG all ALONE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda proud of myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and da best thing was is not dose high standard kinda boutique dat i had shopped in, or dose UK boutique which have my size..&lt;br /&gt;coz dat's aint a challenge for me anymore, been dere done dat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess wat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to bedok to SHOP!!&lt;br /&gt;really, i went to da nyonya2 shop to hunt for pants and slacks!!&lt;br /&gt;GOODNESS!! i can find my size &lt;em&gt;(if u noe wat i meant)&lt;/em&gt; wif ease la sia!&lt;br /&gt;Coz aunties all big size mah!&lt;br /&gt;heck wat ppl wana say, u can actually find nice2 "baju" there, just have to be clever and patient to find a nice and suitable one. but it's not dat difficult actually. Serious. And it's like thrice cheaper den wat i usually shop..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In total, i spend like 50bucks only,i got 2 slacks and 2pants, one 4-quarter &lt;em&gt;(wadda hell ryt, doesnt dat makes one full length?! but it's slightly shorter den normal pants la.. but watever it is, it fits me nicely coz i'm ketot pe).&lt;/em&gt; Which usually to get da pants of my size cost like 50-80 bucks per pair! goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so proud of myself gitu.. So wat if i shop at nyonya-nyonya boutique, ppl dun noe if i dun tell dem. And i can still look HOT without BURNiNG my pocket.. Ha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-4734389361874851322?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4734389361874851322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=4734389361874851322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/4734389361874851322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/4734389361874851322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2008/04/shopping-alone.html' title='::SHOPPiNG alone::'/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-7754699603893670127</id><published>2008-03-27T00:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T00:59:22.901+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='test'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='endurance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>"a TEST for endurance or a SIGN to lost faith in"</title><content type='html'>That's what i put in my MSN tagline (or watever dey call it)&lt;br /&gt;Life's is so fucking mess up now..&lt;br /&gt;Had been living in fear, sadness, dissapointment for nearly 3 weeks now.&lt;br /&gt;Momy still didnt noe bout me being "discontinued" so kinda living in a whole drama-mama kinda thing by going nowhere... I really duno how to disclose it to her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on TOP of all dat, my other half is always so so fucking damn bz wif his whole routine kinda thing which pissed me a whole lot of anger.. It's like as if i'm all ALONE, so wat's da point in having the other half which u can't rely on. Might as well i lead a SiNGLE life isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, things happen....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happens for a reason....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But what's the reason,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm still searching for it...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh god please guide me..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;is this a TEST for ENDURANCE,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;or a SiGN to lost FAiTH in...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;please guide me to the right way....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"aku hanya mampu berserah padaMU"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-7754699603893670127?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7754699603893670127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=7754699603893670127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/7754699603893670127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/7754699603893670127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2008/03/test-for-endurance-or-sign-to-lost.html' title='&quot;a TEST for endurance or a SIGN to lost faith in&quot;'/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-3850238466619324312</id><published>2008-03-27T00:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T00:44:10.516+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='designer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sales'/><title type='text'>Discontinued my service as a DESiGNER..</title><content type='html'>Yea ppl,&lt;br /&gt;that is wat i'm being told by my senior designer or watsover 3 weeks ago..&lt;br /&gt;i was kinda dumbfounded for awhile, but of course, it took me some time to actually realise that i'm jobless again. (well, have to maintain kan. and ya la, i'm kinda slow, i admit).&lt;br /&gt;It's really dissapointing as i'm really not prepare for anything like this YET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i do intend to actually quit from that place but not that soon though.&lt;br /&gt;But well, things happen, and i have to accept it rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was kinda feeling hopeless and all..&lt;br /&gt;and started to think and ya, reviewing the progression of all my frens comparing dem to mine, to see actually how pathetic mine is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a designer aint fucking easy especially if you were to work for a company, trust me.&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i was kinda dissapointed in myself as i dun see any improvement watsoever or in another word stuffs or designs that i can keep for my portfolio. All is either previous work which i just have to edit to make it more presentable or finishing up my senior's work. And i dun take any pride in that, what's more to add it in my portfolio? No way..&lt;br /&gt;So it's kinda sucks to actually go to a design firm asking to take you as their designer with that pathetic kinda work. They don't deserve these..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But well, i'm going back to events line...&lt;br /&gt;and guess what i will be doing there...?&lt;br /&gt;SALES!!&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;ya i noe, watever...&lt;br /&gt;i try to make diz work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bless me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-3850238466619324312?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3850238466619324312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=3850238466619324312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/3850238466619324312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/3850238466619324312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2008/03/discontinued-my-service-as-designer.html' title='Discontinued my service as a DESiGNER..'/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-8586258471689757806</id><published>2008-03-27T00:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T00:27:34.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog Skin</title><content type='html'>Well, i'm still actually working on the skin for my blog...&lt;br /&gt;Intended to actually have my own design on it, but very da leceh la...&lt;br /&gt;one day la ehk...&lt;br /&gt;so now, using ppl's design....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-8586258471689757806?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8586258471689757806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=8586258471689757806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/8586258471689757806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/8586258471689757806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2008/03/new-blog-skin.html' title='New Blog Skin'/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-6633405351956834834</id><published>2008-03-03T15:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T15:41:33.794+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leap year'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Afwan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Juz-B'/><title type='text'>::Mesmerizing Juz-B::</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Haha!&lt;br /&gt;It's been a while since i blog..&lt;br /&gt;yeah, well 2008 is a LEAP year..&lt;br /&gt;(shud actually post diz on da 29th itself ryt.. haiya!)&lt;br /&gt;Well, my colleague, ila and myself went to JUZ-B show which is held at esplanade..&lt;br /&gt;Geesh, their performance was SUPERB!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were so many mix feeling when i watch dem perform..&lt;br /&gt;Envy, enthrilled, anxious..&lt;br /&gt;All of dem..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hamzah (Dee) was one of da judges for my recent talenquest audition and semi's- and so, watching him perform live was cooL...&lt;br /&gt;But wat really kinda "disturbed" me (well i cant find da rite word for it now..) was da Lead singer, Afwan..&lt;br /&gt;We used to join this competition during my iTE time together, and was kinda dissapointed (in myself) if were to see where we stand now.. i mean, he had perform wif Malaysian Idol, Jaclyn Victor, had feature here and dere, and i think he perform for events and in pubs too... Geesh, dun tink he remember me still...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's kinda demoralizing but if to take it positively, dat can actually be my catalyst to spur me on..&lt;br /&gt;Well, i duno...&lt;br /&gt;Life's like a jigsaw puzzle...&lt;br /&gt;And my puzzle is not even half-way through yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-6633405351956834834?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6633405351956834834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=6633405351956834834' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/6633405351956834834'/><link 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hurting can it be to actually think dat you have to rely to outsider to aknowledge you, to appreciate you, to respect you.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all dey do is to sit at home, be da judge where i'm always at wrong and  being  a puppet master who controls my every single movement.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so frustrating, demoralising, and dissapointing.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish dey will understand one day...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i just wish "he" will understand y am i needing so much to feel loved....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-8816676112081879183?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8816676112081879183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=8816676112081879183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/8816676112081879183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/8816676112081879183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2008/01/dissapointment-and-all-i-nid.html' title='Dissapointment, and all i nid...'/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-2280868162792186713</id><published>2008-01-22T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T23:56:10.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Girlfriend Grief</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sigh....sigh...sigh......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she so missing dose courting days......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so many guys to choose frm....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so many msges frm lovely strangers......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and.............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dose late night calls without fail......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;frm him......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;is he worth it..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;is he da one..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;is he worth da risk?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sumtyms she feel if she ever being appreciated....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sumtyms she feels, he want her to be somebody else.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Shud she sacrifice for him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but y can't he juz sacrifice a bit tym for her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Y can't he juz keep himself not tired on da day when he's free to mit her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's not dat she can mit him everyday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's not dat he picks her up frm her work everyday.... (NEVER in fact!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and it'snot dat he sms-ed or call her every now &amp;amp; den....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's juz so hard to sacrifice a bit tym for his sweetheart....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She never feel loved,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but hav heard how sweet and sumtyms tough love can be...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So wat's happening to hers...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;is diz love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She understands how busy her beau is....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;duty as a worker..... duty as a son.... duty to his BANDS.... but wat about duty to his GF?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;geesh.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she just want to feel wanted, to feel loved, to feel she belonged....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how long can it take to text a simple sweet msg to her... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;coz wif dat juz  simple sweet msg is enuf to makes her smile da whole day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how much trust can she give, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how much can she belief dat it wud work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if he didnt even ever give her an ASSURANCE?!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and IS still contacting her fucking EX-GF whom he had LOVED &amp;amp; had so much fucking fantasies!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;!!!!AAaaaRrrarGgggHhhh!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he noes da reason y she doesnt like calling him....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dat's y she will always wait for his calls....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eeergh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Loves is so fucking hard....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She so treasured diz relationship much....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but she didnt noe how long can she endure....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she always hope if he understands.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;little things do counts....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;juz let her noe....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;speak it out....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;let it out....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how can she tell if he continue to bottle it all up inside...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;coz she hate to guess wat's happening coz she'll always accused of blunt assumptions....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tink she juz have to play numb for da time being...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;coz expecting too much and it wont happens feel damn SUCKS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-2280868162792186713?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2280868162792186713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=2280868162792186713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/2280868162792186713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/2280868162792186713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2008/01/girlfriend-grief.html' title='A Girlfriend Grief'/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-6349586017193630488</id><published>2008-01-13T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T23:30:12.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sour-Sweet Sunday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hmm, today was kinda a roller coaster man....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;was kinda down early in da morning....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ma nose still stuck, ma voice still sound rusty....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(even da call frm J-production last night asking me to come down for briefing was not really a turn on!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And i kinda had a little tiff wif Mr J... ( it's so sickening... but we did settle it out den)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But den later dat afternoon....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.......................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;..................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it rains HEAViLY...............................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;damn heavy...................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hahahahahaa!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;kk, staraight to da point....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i GOT THRU DA SEMis! even thou i sound so blocked!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;LiFEN, ZUB &amp;amp; NOOL( zub's fren), and ma always dere to support me iLA, were dere being a good sport...- thnx gerls,luv ya loads..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and da best part to end da day......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;COiNCiDENTALLY.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;guezz wat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mr J was in da same MRT as me on da way back home, juz dat me &amp;amp; ila was on da other end of da cabin, while he's on da other end of da cabin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's just so coincidental,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when he calls, i was in da train and both heard da "toot-toot-toot" sound of da closing MRT at da same time frm each other fon....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;isnt dat like so COOL!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hahaha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hmmph...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sweet kn....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haizz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hehehee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nytz ppl....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;shud i upload da talentquest vids...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hmmm, still thinking siah,  i'm so big in dat vidz, and dere's a voice crack in between da songs when i wana change to the higher note...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-6349586017193630488?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6349586017193630488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=6349586017193630488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/6349586017193630488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/6349586017193630488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2008/01/sour-sweet-sunday.html' title='Sour-Sweet Sunday...'/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-5470609614944421966</id><published>2008-01-11T11:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T11:47:19.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SiCkness again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hur..hur..hur....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm sick again.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and i'm having diz Talenquest competition thingy diz SUNDAY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how bad can dat be....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Geesh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Life is so damn bloody sucks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;especially when sumthing nice happening to me, dere's sure sumthing to cock it up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, Muharram (it's da new yr for Muslim ppl) just past few days ago...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my mom still keep nagging as usual...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i duno wat's wrong wif dem... or mayb wif me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i duno...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sumtimes i wonder who am i living for...? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;GOD? my mother? my father? my granny? my FAMiLY? my whole entire relatives...??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;y can't i just choose wat i want and how my life gonna be wif directions frm god(Allah) without ppl direct me wat and how to do it.... i mean 'He' da BiG BOSS ryt? and "He" dun FORCE! but y r dey?!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's so fucking fuck up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;like as if dey noe wat's good for me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But as u (peeps who noes me) noe, wat had dey done to make ME PROUD.. ? (i'm toking bout me, to hell with wat kind of thing which makes dem proud... i dun think dey are proud of me in any where either..) ZiLCH!!! and watever i do to makes me happy is all by ME!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I juz need my SUPERMAN to save me and take me away frm all diz nonsense dat i'm stucked wif...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm sorry, if i sound so stuck up in diz entry... well, i am...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm juz sad, depressed, y cant my parents be proud of wat i hav, and be supportive of it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Da fact is, dey noe i'm bloody good at it... den y hide it.... Eeergh!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;y cant dey be happy when i'm happy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's ironic isnt it.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And most of da times i do feel like i'm born in a wrong family...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;like my mom and dad are sum other souls out dere...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sum happening ppl... who maybe had thrown me to both of my boring parents coz dey are to bz wif deir own life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha!! i duno...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haiz..(astagfirwa'al'azim)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, still....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aku redha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wat else can i do, den just bersabar and bersujud kepadaNya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kerana Dia maha mengetahui, maha mengasihi, maha segala-galanya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Amin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-5470609614944421966?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5470609614944421966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=5470609614944421966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/5470609614944421966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/5470609614944421966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2008/01/sickness-again.html' title='SiCkness again!'/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-3864416074507831098</id><published>2007-12-12T22:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T22:22:54.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>iDN UNiVERSE COMPETiTiON</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/R1_uf05POKI/AAAAAAAAABo/fmChlv1KvmI/s1600-h/iDN-UNiVERSE-small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143091530022467746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/R1_uf05POKI/AAAAAAAAABo/fmChlv1KvmI/s320/iDN-UNiVERSE-small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; entered diz design competition by iDN..... Hopefully i won! at least second prize at least..?? Aiyoooo!!! Pray &amp;amp; wish me all da best ya!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Luv u ppl!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/5571239726232193272-3864416074507831098?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3864416074507831098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=3864416074507831098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/3864416074507831098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/3864416074507831098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2007/12/idn-universe-competition.html' title='iDN UNiVERSE COMPETiTiON'/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/R1_uf05POKI/AAAAAAAAABo/fmChlv1KvmI/s72-c/iDN-UNiVERSE-small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-1735133678066299663</id><published>2007-12-12T21:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T22:12:21.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>iDN UNiVERSE</title><content type='html'>entered diz design competition by iDN..... Hopefully i won! at least second prize at least..??&lt;br /&gt;Aiyoooo!!! Pray &amp;amp; wish me all da best ya!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Luv u ppl!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-1735133678066299663?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1735133678066299663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=1735133678066299663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/1735133678066299663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/1735133678066299663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2007/12/idn-universe.html' title='iDN UNiVERSE'/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-3093834296688244203</id><published>2007-12-12T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T21:47:23.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of back to da OFfice....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/R1_l8k5POJI/AAAAAAAAABg/waio6fXj2Rw/s1600-h/in+NTU+toilet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143082128339056786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/R1_l8k5POJI/AAAAAAAAABg/waio6fXj2Rw/s200/in+NTU+toilet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/R1_lCE5POII/AAAAAAAAABY/y3z2_jTDwUg/s1600-h/in+NTU+toilet.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/R1_kl05POHI/AAAAAAAAABQ/rgHszDbp4Vc/s1600-h/in+NTU+toilet.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well...well....well....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;after da whole 2 weeks cooped up in NTU,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;am off back to da office....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Excited?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well....hmm....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i got no comments....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but diz is wat i had done dere at NTU during dose boring times...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when my lappy is charging, when my boyfren's not calling, when ma colleague too tired to entertained me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;camwhoring in da toilet!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;hahaha!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/5571239726232193272-3093834296688244203?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3093834296688244203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=3093834296688244203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/3093834296688244203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/3093834296688244203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2007/12/of-back-to-da-office.html' title='Of back to da OFfice....'/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/R1_l8k5POJI/AAAAAAAAABg/waio6fXj2Rw/s72-c/in+NTU+toilet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-1356877775947113121</id><published>2007-12-04T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T15:49:46.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BOREDOM</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;....BOREDOM iS KiLLING ME SOFTLY....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had been almost 9 days i'm here in NTU doing this exhibition; "The Way of Asian Design" which in partnership with Singapore Design Festival.&lt;br /&gt;I've got no idea why my big boss choose NTU of all places to set up the exhibition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-it was far..... damn bloody far...... very very far..&lt;br /&gt;try to imagine, if i were to take cab frm central, it already cost ard 15-20 bucks. How far dat can be if i were to take cab frm ma place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Second:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-it was boring! damn bloody boring.... very very da boring.....&lt;br /&gt;i have to sit in da exhibition room &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(a glass room sort of )&lt;/span&gt; looking out through the glass outside with nothing to see only da empty road, da empty rooms, da empty pond.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(how patehtic dat can be!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thirdly:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when boredom struck, my minds start to wander.....&lt;br /&gt;and it always wander to da bad ol days or da bad days, or juz about my patehtic life which will always without fail spoils ma bloody already boring day....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to make matter worst, i'm here all alone today, as ma colleague cum ex-classmate is sick and unable to so called accompany and entertained ma nonsense today....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haizzz.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but den i realise sumthing which i can say sort of a miracle happenings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i DUN MiND BEiNG ALONE!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;( i dun complain y ma bf didnt called me, my gerls are too busy, y bad things always happen to me yada yada yada...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in fact, i'm kinda loving it diz way...&lt;br /&gt;to ma surprise also, i can even go for lunch alone! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(which i rarely or hate doing it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;but den wait...................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GEESH!!!&lt;br /&gt;am i turning into a boring person...?!!&lt;br /&gt;........................................&lt;br /&gt;........................................ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;........................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no i don't tink so...&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's ma confidence level or let's juz say ma &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;maturity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; had gone one level up again....&lt;br /&gt;hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm....&lt;br /&gt;and ya,&lt;br /&gt;to think again, it's ma life after all, and i'm da one controlling it.&lt;br /&gt;So wat if it's a boring place, etc..etc....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although i keep on irritate ma colleague cum ex-classmate,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"They shud have an amusement park here! Or at least a playground for us!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heheheee... i noe, i sounds crazy.. but seriously dey shud work hard and play hard too, no play is so no, no...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k, back to da topic,&lt;br /&gt;so instead of me complaining bout how bored &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(but it is man!! i duno how da hell student survive dere!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; i told myself to look on da bright side, happy tots, happy tots....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(guess being alone make me tink super alot yea... hehe... dun mention, it happens EVERYTiME!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;da food is cheap, it's quite serene, most of da ppl dere are geeks and out-of-fashion which automatically makes me da ehem... da most fashionable one..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;and when i'm bored i go "shopping" as da "shopping centre" dere is quite cheap too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(hehehee, i'm so in ma own world now, it's actually a supermarket cum groceries store, u can find almost everything dere, cheap!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So dat's how it's gona be, till da 8th of December 2007..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm so missing da fun at da other Design show...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haizz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;kk, trying to tink positive again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's not dat easy k...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Haizz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eeergh!!&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/5571239726232193272-1356877775947113121?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1356877775947113121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=1356877775947113121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/1356877775947113121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/1356877775947113121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2007/12/boredom.html' title='BOREDOM'/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-3243225976884269386</id><published>2007-12-02T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T21:55:45.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired state of mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hav u ever wonder,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;if u're at your very climax state of anything;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;doesnt matter if you're tired, excited, bored or even angry......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;you tend to wish, hope, crave.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;u feel sumthing's amiss, so much desiree for sumthing which sum times even impossible or out of da world......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;den.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;u minds tends to wander.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;if only ur bf cud b wif u 24/7 spending every little time together,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;if only ur best buddies is always dere to hav fun together, da gossiping, da all hearty out thingy, da sisterhood, or baldiz we usually say.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Or wif juz his hugs &amp;amp; kisses and his special sumthing which will eases da stress away....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And how u wish all diz happens without u needing to tell dem wat to do, asking for it, needing to be qns and answered wif yes and no coz it kinda sucks big time sumtyms.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Y cant it juz happen like a miracle...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Or or, mayb a surprise mayb?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I dun mind being a follower althou i used to be da lead or cheap kadam last time, missing dat badly actually... hehe but i dun mind thou seriously, be a gentle leader of coz....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm damn fucking tired.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and well, i can't cover ma alter ego no more,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;it's not like usually i used to say or always make myself to belief dat mayb or i guezz or i think i'm missing him....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;but i think.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;geesh well....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'M missing him bloody damn LOADS!!....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i guezz... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha!! geesh, quit denying bimbo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haizz......if only........ if only he noes.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;hehehee....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm tired la.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;miss u ma beau...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;mmuacks....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-3243225976884269386?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3243225976884269386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=3243225976884269386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/3243225976884269386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/3243225976884269386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2007/12/tired-state-of-mind.html' title='tired state of mind'/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-1661888374976809746</id><published>2007-10-26T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T00:31:47.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Horny Constipation..?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is superly weird...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Other den watching porn or sum x-rated movie or dose uneccessary scene etc, etc....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Da hornyness sumtyms get it to me when i'm in constipation!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's damn cynical yet very da true.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HAhahaa!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;WEirDy eyEzZy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-1661888374976809746?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1661888374976809746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=1661888374976809746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/1661888374976809746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/1661888374976809746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2007/10/horny-constipation.html' title='Horny Constipation..?'/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-7389812767998344788</id><published>2007-10-25T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T23:35:36.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate BEiNG....</title><content type='html'>i hate being &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FAT........!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sumtimes i feel like liposucting all ma fats and donated it to all da ppl in Africa!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate being &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;USED..........!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i mean, i'm already 22! I have my own dignity &amp;amp; pride to uphold to, and i'm just sick of being used, intentionally or not, i just hate it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate being &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NORMAL.....!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i mean, i got talents, i'm not stupid (although i failed my o level and went to ite), i want to be SUMBODY, maybe a millionaire in 10 yrs time....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate being &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TREATED LIKE A CHILD.......!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;helllloooo!!! i'm in ma 20's already madda!! and she still pester me to blacken ma red hair!!! wadda F*ck!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sumtyms i just hate being da&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; NiCE ONE.....!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haizz, but wat to do, i hav to, i mean, we hav to react to situations ryt....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and..and also.... i hate ppl who are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CONTENTED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; wif demself!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hellooo!! get a live..... i mean puh-lease la ehk......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i hate being &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HATED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and live life wif &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HATRED!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hah! hehehe.... i mean, i'm no angel ryt.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but seriously, i really want to go for a lipo la....&lt;br /&gt;Eergh!!!&lt;br /&gt;so tempting eh!!&lt;br /&gt;living wif all diz excess weight!!&lt;br /&gt;Aaargh!!!!&lt;br /&gt;tmw werk again..!!!&lt;br /&gt;BOrrrrRrrrinnnnnnnnnggggggggggg!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-7389812767998344788?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7389812767998344788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=7389812767998344788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/7389812767998344788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/7389812767998344788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-hate-being.html' title='i hate BEiNG....'/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-5612018009099677806</id><published>2007-10-22T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T22:38:15.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Imperfect scene in MRT.. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was the 6-8pm train, The MRT was so damn pack like sardines as usual, where working adults and students rushing back home or to meet their friends or family for dinner or just chilling out.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was standing at da corner where i saw two couples. Actually dey were beside and in front of me... hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One is a malay couple, da guy is a decent looking, not really a typical mat, but quite a "goody-goody" type, he took da train with me actually and his girlfren, a "ferring" quite sweet girl la, board da train at bugis.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This couple wasn't really a perfect match i must say, coz da girl actually look a bit more mature den da guy, but dey were really nice...  Dey look so comfortable with each other, smiling, gigling, having a good chat....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;den da other couple is a bit clueluess, i'm not so sure weather dey are couple or just fren...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Both i think is an Art student, coz da guy bring an A2 file wif him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Da guy had a long hair covering his left eyes, a bit blonde at da tip, and wear glasses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Da gerl, is a bit chubby, not really a fashionista, no make-up, juz a normal brown tee wif jeans, but had a funky hairstyle, dose short layered but hanging long, u noe, dose like most taiwanese pop celebrity kinda hair...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Deir conversation was like a yes no conversation, but dey kinda curik2 pandang at each other kinda thing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Funny la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mcm2 ragam in da MRT..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Den frm dere,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i see that, u dun hav to be perfect to be happy, or to get happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In diz situation, or mayb in a relationship i might say, it's da comfortability, understanding, and having fun with each other is da key to be happy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, nobody's perfect, although da reality is dat, everyone wants to be perfect...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's not impossible, but it's just dat, sumtimes, u just have to be realistic, look at urself in da mirror, are u perfect...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-5612018009099677806?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5612018009099677806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=5612018009099677806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/5612018009099677806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/5612018009099677806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2007/10/imperfect-scene-in-mrt.html' title='Imperfect scene in MRT.. :)'/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-808194920977603362</id><published>2007-10-16T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T01:22:56.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HARi RAYA!! cum LiTTLE iNDiA funny incident..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well,well,well....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hari raya was all fine....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;First day, went visiting like usual to ma grandma and grand-aunts place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;kk, da &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;BEST&lt;/span&gt; part was....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;didnt expect i still get to have some '"collection" moments still, but haha!, rezeki depan mate kaww, kebas jek la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hehehee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ya, it's quite nice la, coz dey were all like fine wif it coz i juz started work and all, so y not kn...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hehehee....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;........................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Second raye was &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;HECTiC&lt;/span&gt; as per &lt;/span&gt;USUAL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;geesh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dun wana tok bout it....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;...................................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;juz now was from &lt;strong&gt;LiTTLE iNDiA!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;was wif iLA, Mr J &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;( hehehee!!! suker..)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; his colleague, Rahman...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;was juz walking &amp;amp; shopping a little.... move to da indian beat a little....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;den ate at Komala's surrounded by mostly da indians... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(mcm pat india sak! haha! mcm paham)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and da funny part, when we pass by diz VCD shop &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;( i think)----&gt;&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;dey were like playing diz video wif two funny indian man wif thick and curly moustache and so da "ngotot" shouting out &lt;strong&gt;"GAMUK, GAMUK, GAMUK!!"&lt;/strong&gt; i cannot da tahan siah, ila was in front of me but was like no reaction, when i turn back to look at Mr J, he was tahan'ing his laughter sak!! i so cannot da tahan any longer but to let it all out in front of his face, so me &amp;amp; Mr J went to one corner and lepaskan kekek di perotz....&lt;br /&gt;it sounds so funny sak tak bedek, wif it's thick &amp;amp; fast indian accent, kejap bunyi mcm gemok2, pon ader...&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHAHAHA!!! kecoh bebz... hehee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haizz... life... life....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hehee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tmw got to werk la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;alah!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hehee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-808194920977603362?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/808194920977603362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-2221149834668440275</id><published>2007-10-10T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T01:46:19.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jessica Sanchez</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TBUs-8N2p2I" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;iSn't she's &lt;strong&gt;AWESOME!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Geesh, she had ma hair stands on ends and tears in ma eyes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;She had really move me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Da time has come for me to re-LiVE DA DiVA iN ME!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hahahaa!! ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-2221149834668440275?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2221149834668440275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=2221149834668440275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/2221149834668440275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/2221149834668440275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2007/10/jessica-sanchez.html' title='Jessica Sanchez'/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-5495096299653908043</id><published>2007-10-09T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T03:06:34.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>..::iNFECTED LUNGS::..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's not me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but ma dear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mr J&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yea, he's been sick like 2 weeks plus now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and was found out that he has a lung infection only juz now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Haizzz....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;not quite sure how serious it was,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but he was sent down to CGH for an x-ray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Was damn worried thou...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But he such a &lt;strong&gt;RASCAL!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he scare da wits out of me!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when only like hours after the check-up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he cheekily called and chuckled dat he got 3days MC,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so happy siah, like nothing happened like dat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;while aku dah sot sak pat keje...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Haiyo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tak ke sempot ku dibuatnyer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hmph!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Geram kan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-5495096299653908043?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5495096299653908043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=5495096299653908043' title='0 Comments'/><link 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style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hahahaa!!&lt;br /&gt;karaoke-ing wif Wanie yesterday was pure FUN!!&lt;br /&gt;i was like craving for it.....&lt;br /&gt;and i got ma dosage after like months of no karaoke-ing!&lt;br /&gt;So high on ma own vocals!!&lt;br /&gt;hahaa!! crap!&lt;br /&gt;seriously, if it's not ma gurls, or Mr J, karaoke-ing is da other thing which makes me smile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thnx WaNie!! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-5042048406538057831?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5042048406538057831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=5042048406538057831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/5042048406538057831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/5042048406538057831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2007/10/karaoke-ing.html' title='KARAOKE-ING'/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-1017065698204947970</id><published>2007-10-06T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T22:49:50.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUCKED UP FRIDAY CUM SHOCKiNG SAT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, hav been all emo diz few weeks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Being jobless wif nothing to do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;u noe, when u got nothing to do, ur mind tends to wander around, keep thinking about this and dat, about the future, wat will b tommorrow, den da day after, den in 2 yrs time, in 5 yrs time, in 1o yrs time, will i be married den..? Wat will i be doing den..? Will i have ma own biz by den...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GEESH!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And to run away frm all dose uneccessaries tots........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;u get outta ur crib juz to release all dose strezz frm within,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but another thing arouse..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nobody to go out and chill wif, and no money to enjoy happily...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ERGH!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and den, with da fasting month and shawal around da corner....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it juz adding salts to da wounds...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mommy wif her rempeyek biz, nag, nag, nag..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cookies not made yet! (left with like less den a week!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;home not yet made-up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i juz hate diz seasons...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAIZZ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and ma &lt;strong&gt;Mr J&lt;/strong&gt; is being sick dese few days... in fact weeks!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pity &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ME!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ( well, it's me to be pity for ok, i missed him a lot!! :'( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;kk, met him for a while la yesterday but it's juz for a while, and it's a &lt;strong&gt;FUCKED UP FRiDAY&lt;/strong&gt; la yesterday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Seriously..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'd cursed, i'd scolded, and i'd &lt;strong&gt;CRiED &lt;/strong&gt;yesterday.... (thnx &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ween&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, for being dere, even on da fon... touching kan..hehe.. &lt;strong&gt;syg kak BiG&lt;/strong&gt;!), and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hany&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, so sorry to get u involved, hehee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;....................................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;kk.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but hopefully all diz will end,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sumday.. mayb sooner, hopefully....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but da good news is,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I"M NO LONGER JOBLESS!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yeah behbey!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thnks to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIFEN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, she recommended me to her boss..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Love her la! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;one good things had happened,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my prayers had been answered...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, hoping to more good things to come...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;IsyaALLAH... ;)&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/5571239726232193272-1017065698204947970?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1017065698204947970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=1017065698204947970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/1017065698204947970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/1017065698204947970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2007/10/well-hav-been-all-emo-diz-few-weeks.html' title='FUCKED UP FRIDAY CUM SHOCKiNG SAT'/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-796628716054689495</id><published>2007-10-05T09:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T09:17:30.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bored la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Waiting for calls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sitting in front of da lappy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Looking for jobs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cleaning ma room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Washing da laundry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Praying hard for dat Junior Graphic Designer job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Watch tv......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kk, 15 more minutes to ma all time fav morning shows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; ELLEN DEGENERES SHOW &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-796628716054689495?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/796628716054689495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=796628716054689495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/796628716054689495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/796628716054689495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2007/10/bored-la.html' title=''/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-8652036780813982436</id><published>2007-10-04T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T20:32:21.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Been so lazy in updating da blog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, a hell load of things had been going on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;- had maself out frm ma previous company!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;- had went to BANGKOK wif ma gerls!! (sadly sha can't make it, and for Joobz, no rezeki la beb..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;- and been 6months plus wif Mr J!! ( Alhamdulillah.. still loads to learn thou..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;- and now buzy searching for job.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Diz is just the summarize of da whole thing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Will update more soon..!! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-8652036780813982436?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8652036780813982436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-3985623541730646646</id><published>2007-07-18T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T23:28:39.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*Sigh*&lt;br /&gt;little monsteress is so missing little monster...&lt;br /&gt;after dat arguement dey had dat previous day, she felt damn stupid....&lt;br /&gt;Little monstress dun even noe y and how can she became so narrow minded, so  pessimistic which indirectly hurt little monster.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sorry dear..."&lt;br /&gt;dat's all she can say feeling damn sorry and regret.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since dat day,&lt;br /&gt;she missing the old little monster even more.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She still feel sumthing is amiss...&lt;br /&gt;sumwhere...&lt;br /&gt;sumhow.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little monster is so busy werking this few days.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little monsteress is damn missing little monster....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn terribly much......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-3985623541730646646?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3985623541730646646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=3985623541730646646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/3985623541730646646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;everyones wana creates history on diz kinda date....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, hmm.... nothings BiG really happens,&lt;br /&gt;juz feeling tired, juz came back frm &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bintan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, for diz 10th Anniversary function for one of ma client.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hopefully ma darling BF is doing fine and behaving himself &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(haizzz, rally hope he's behaving perfectly well...and is good at health)&lt;/span&gt; at thailand... Hope's his performance is a BLAST.. yeah! hehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, sorry HERWANiE, i cant make it to ur wedding function...&lt;br /&gt;i'll call u dear sis/beb...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And gerls....&lt;br /&gt;(ween, dahlia, huddy)&lt;br /&gt;although i was like straight frm bintan to Apollo Centre...&lt;br /&gt;K-ok ing wif u guys is still da best!!&lt;br /&gt;Ween dah terror!!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaa!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing out for today....&lt;br /&gt;ChiOZz!&lt;br /&gt;gua penat beb!! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-7190677592518117339?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7190677592518117339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=7190677592518117339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/7190677592518117339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/7190677592518117339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2007/07/o7-07-07-yeah-everybody-kiasuing-when.html' title=''/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-548212837892320820</id><published>2007-06-29T12:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T23:24:43.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hmm.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;y is he acting weird for the past few days....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;is he tired...??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fewer calls day by day......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and when she called, he ask her "yea, wat do u want calling me...?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;of coz she's stunned....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Is little monster turning into an ugly monster,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;or is he just plain tired with his hectic schedule.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Little monsteress is bloody damn sad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can really tell....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She missed those late night calls toking to him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dose unecessary calls not once in a while but all da tym.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hmmm....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mayb, he's juz tired....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dear little monstress,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dun strezz yourself too much thinking bout it, mayb little monster is just too tired....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-548212837892320820?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/548212837892320820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=548212837892320820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/548212837892320820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/548212837892320820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2007/06/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-8657512097733540835</id><published>2007-06-29T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T12:00:40.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mysteries of the Sexes Explained - David Zinczenko</title><content type='html'>Grabbed from Yahoo HEalth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mysteries of the Sexes Explained&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://us.lrd.yahoo.com/_ylt=AhNwpJnSv76SQ7LoFU1lOp6rJNIF/SIG=12ugjfi09/**http%3a//add.my.yahoo.com/rss%3furl=http%3a//health.yahoo.com/experts/menlovesex/feed/rss2/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://us.lrd.yahoo.com/_ylt=Agj4Mew8hNQgPgbQmJEfRQirJNIF/SIG=11qcg7d3b/**http%3a//health.yahoo.com/experts/menlovesex/feed/rss2/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Provided by &lt;a href="http://health.yahoo.com/experts/menlovesex/bio;_ylt=Ai3iMPzjKoR9gf1LAoPIRuerJNIF"&gt;David Zinczenko&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://us.lrd.yahoo.com/_ylt=AolyRQBHmFimmNf5Q6nBcAGrJNIF/SIG=13op8m1u0/**http%3a//www.menshealth.com/cda/homepage.do%3fcm_mmc=Yahoo%2520Blogs-_-Men%2520Love%2520and%2520Sex-_-Homepage-_-Logo"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;From an early age, men get hammered with the same message about how to treat women: More compliments, more listening, more romance. That's all well and good, as it should be. But sometimes, especially as relationships progress, men can also feel on the short-end of the fawning stick: Nearly 70 percent of men say they wish they received more regular compliments from their partner. I'm not suggesting that every guy has to be coddled and cuddled with verbal roses, but every once in a while, it's nice to throw one his way. While guys aren't particularly amped by compliments like "nice eyes" or "you're so beautiful," there are a few, simple things a woman can say to a man that really get him going. To wit:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Your arms are definitely looking bigger."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Men can be just as paranoid about the way their bodies look as women can be. In fact, nearly 90 percent of men in a national Men, Love &amp;amp; Sex survey say there's at least one body part they'd like to change (42 percent saying they want a new gut). While men don't necessarily want women to lie if they're out of shape, it never hurts to notice he's looking good -- or at least trying to look better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Guys spend all of high school, the better part of the work day, and at least 12 times a day via e-mail trying to make people laugh. Because men value their sense of humor as one of their most important qualities, a hearty, genuine laugh is as flattering as it gets."Wow."Doesn't matter whether it comes as he's getting undressed or after you've finished having sex, this short, sweet word (best done in a whisper) may just be the ultimate ego-stroke. A picture may say a thousand words, but this three-letter word sums up roughly 10,000 of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"You the man."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Guys hear this all the time. From other guys. They hear it at work, on the golf course, and when one dude from the group buys the beer. But if it comes from a woman -- no matter the context -- the message is that, hey, we're buddies, too. Which is actually pretty darn sexy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"The kids just adore you."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;More than 50 percent of men say that their families -- more so than work and salary -- are what defines them most as men. So when a woman affirms that he's a familial hero, it's a compliment that stretches way beyond anything you could ever say about his haircut."What do you think?"We've all seen it a million times with long-married couples: They engage in cerebral power struggles, where neither can concede on anything -- whether it's the best way to move a piece of furniture or the fastest way to reach the interstate. I'm not saying that men should have the only say in decisions, but some guys do feel like they actually have very little.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Cute feet."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Typically, it doesn't matter much to men if women like a part of their body that they don't control, like their eyes, jawline, or body hair. And typically, guys care for the word "cute" about as much as Paris cares for the penal system. One exception: The part of the body that is classified as being especially gross. Tell a guy he has good feet, and somehow he takes it as a double-bagger compliment -- that you not only like his genetics, but also that you appreciate he can keep himself better groomed than the rest of the gnarly-nailed heathens out there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Meow."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The stats show that 61 percent of men think their partners aren't sexually adventurous enough. While a feline one-liner doesn't automatically qualify as adventurous, it does show a bit of inhibition, and the message is one he likes to hear: That perhaps he's brought a little bit of the animal out of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Impressive."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Guys love feats. They love accomplishments. They love being acknowledged for their strength, power, and, simply, their masculinity. So a well-timed observation like this one -- whether it comes after he carries a TV to the family room or figures out a way to fix the pipes without having to call the plumber -- feeds into his need to feel like the family protector.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I want you."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Women don't need to go on about a guy's eyes or hair or clothes. What a guy really wants to hear is that he's the total package, and this acknowledgement of that -- whether it's referring to bedroom behavior or relationship stability -- is the ultimate compliment of them all.&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - - - - - - - - - - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~am still learning.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-8657512097733540835?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8657512097733540835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=8657512097733540835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/8657512097733540835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/8657512097733540835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2007/06/grabbed-from-yahoo-health-mysteries-of.html' title='Mysteries of the Sexes Explained - David Zinczenko'/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-6031512183627775982</id><published>2007-06-23T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T01:22:31.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Him Cause He Loves Me??</title><content type='html'>He says "I LOVE YOU"...&lt;br /&gt;She told him "I LOVE U TOO"...&lt;br /&gt;before she qns him y he loves her (as usual)..&lt;br /&gt;He questioned her first...&lt;br /&gt;"Y DO U LOVE ME..."&lt;br /&gt;She was stunned.... dumfounded...&lt;br /&gt;Her smiles wears off, her mind went blank....&lt;br /&gt;thinking hard...&lt;br /&gt;her minds keep asking... why..why...why....&lt;br /&gt;but to no avail....&lt;br /&gt;"ermm... i duno.. becoz u love me..."&lt;br /&gt;He was eagerly waiting for her answer but only to be dissapointed with her answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She feel bad...&lt;br /&gt;Guilty....&lt;br /&gt;All diz while she wants reason y he loves her..&lt;br /&gt;But when it's her turn, she juz cant cum out with one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But dat doesnt bother her much thou,&lt;br /&gt;coz she's loving sumone who LOVES her...&lt;br /&gt;She duno when, how, where this weird feeling came frm...&lt;br /&gt;but it's growing so much, she's totally confused bout it too...&lt;br /&gt;Guezz that's y ppl say LOVE IS BLIND..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i think she noes the reasons y,&lt;br /&gt;it's all in her hand,&lt;br /&gt;well actually in her little secret notebook which she used to jote down wat kinda guy suits or attract her kinda thing, well so called how her "dream guy" supposed to be..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it just havent reached to her head yet...&lt;br /&gt;heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm,&lt;br /&gt;i remember sum of the criteria that she wants,&lt;br /&gt;she want sumone sweet, who can makes her laugh, musically incline and respects her as a woman...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, little monster,&lt;br /&gt;give little monstress time to think...&lt;br /&gt;As u noe,&lt;br /&gt;she can be slow and little dumb sumtyms,&lt;br /&gt;playful and a bit childish at tyms....&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time i might say..&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;Guezz dat's y u like little monstress ryt..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun fret little monster,&lt;br /&gt;keep loving little monstress with all ur heart sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;and i promise, little monstress won't leave u....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-6031512183627775982?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6031512183627775982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=6031512183627775982' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/6031512183627775982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/6031512183627775982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2007/06/love-him-cause-he-loves-me.html' title='Love Him Cause He Loves Me??'/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-6618770387101330160</id><published>2007-06-10T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T23:30:41.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I duno wat i am NOW.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total LOST....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm missing ma PASSiON....&lt;br /&gt;ma LiFE............&lt;br /&gt;ma LOVE.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world is soooo.....&lt;br /&gt;Fair??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;izit...??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody's perfect, yea i noe....&lt;br /&gt;but can i at least get sumthing near to perfect.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I longed for sumone who can guide me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(duniawi &amp; ukhrawi)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;entertaint me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(ma badots when i'm down)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;support me morally,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(especially wif ma arts &amp;amp; singing thingy going on)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ma confidante........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(when i'm really, really super down, when i nid sumone to hang on to, and to feel secured, like now....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sumone whom u call "my partner in crime"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(laugh, fight, criticize, cry... together!! &lt;strong&gt;pure joy!!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so tangled up!!&lt;br /&gt;so frustrated....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no regrets thou......&lt;br /&gt;juz purely confusion, so messed up, bloody tangled with tight knots...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah it's true LiFE needs sarifices.. (watsoever f*cking shit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so frustrated wif maself....&lt;br /&gt;No turning back thou....&lt;br /&gt;i had to face it all alone.... all by maself....&lt;br /&gt;LIKE A REAL MAN! (hahahaa!! wadda f*ck)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can u bear ur man going out having such FUN,&lt;br /&gt;while u at home worrying sick like a dumb bimbo...?&lt;br /&gt;So bloody hopeless and tight up wif stupid curfews and parents well overprotected shit!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(yea cant stay up late to hav fun together wif him, &amp;amp; to think dat dere's another bitch hanging ard wif him.... can u bear such stuffs..?? izit ma fault? his fault? dat bicth fault? or it's juz FATE??!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can''t go on wif life like diz,&lt;br /&gt;worrying, pondering bout ma pathetic life...&lt;br /&gt;which is neither here nor dere....&lt;br /&gt;and always thinking bout so called not so wild but kinda wild to me, MAN..&lt;br /&gt;PATHETIC!!&lt;br /&gt;i nid ma FUN life back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(guezz diz is da only way to pull me back on track, so i wont feel useless ard him or to think dat i'm da one who'll always hanging out wif his group of frenz-no issue here, i juz missed ma own fren... and to stop worrying bout minor2 stupid things, which some can actually turns into a major one)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and am missing it damn, damn badly....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y i'm worrying like a dumb bitch in da first place....&lt;br /&gt;has ma LOVE grown dat much towards him..??&lt;br /&gt;ShiT!&lt;br /&gt;dat's da reason y i hate LOVE and love only feeling to be LOVED...&lt;br /&gt;i wana be maself....&lt;br /&gt;doing ma thing.....&lt;br /&gt;i dun wana be sumone else juz bcoz i'm in LOVE wif a man....&lt;br /&gt;(being appreciated or not, i still wana b wat i wana b, wat i've been DREAMING of wat i wana b...&lt;br /&gt;i'm GONA BE WAT I WANA BE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wana take and swallow all diz up LIKE A REAL MAN!&lt;br /&gt;spur diz on LIKE A REAL MAN!!&lt;br /&gt;suck in all da tears and face it LIKE A REAL MAN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but am i strong enuff......&lt;br /&gt;am i able to handle diz all alone.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh LORD!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has ma LOVE grown dat so bloody much towards him...??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need guidance......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-6618770387101330160?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6618770387101330160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=6618770387101330160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/6618770387101330160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/6618770387101330160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-duno-wat-i-am-now.html' title=''/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-6678095345894320116</id><published>2007-06-09T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T02:41:11.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Weird....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Life is weird.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sumtyms u feel so happy, u feel like u're on top of the &lt;strong&gt;WORLD!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sumtyms u feel so low.... damn low... u feel like jumping down and burried a hole deep down...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Life is superly weird,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;full of surprises, chocolatey sweetness, and not forgetting the sour and bitter bit of it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Heh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;funny when were to think back hmm... ma so called roller coaster life ride...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Life, time, ppl, frens, enemies, acquaintance....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;had taught me a lot...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;had turned and change me into wat i am, and i think i'm proud of it, thou it's not really well accomplish yet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm still learning thou,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;afterall life is about learning, exploring and gaining experiences,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and always to expect the unexpected..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;kena sound wif ma bf dat tym, coz i didnt make an effort to call him....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he sounds so angry den....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i feel bad but deep inside i was smiling....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Smiling, doesnt mean i'm mean,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's seem sweet la....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(hehee... gatal...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i understand his angst la.. i mean if i were to be in his shoes, i'll be "cacing kepanasan" gak seyk...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hmm toking bout scolding,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i dun mind the scoldings if  it's rational...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i dun mind the warning if it's logical...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i dun mind the curses and swears if it's reasonable...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and i dun mind da discussion if dere's a good direction with a good purpose...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;afterall, i'm learning.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but it just get on ma nerves if it's so vice versa, ridiculous and stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;coz i think i cant tolerate any more nonsense frm ma werkplace...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;totally ridiculously nonsense... No Sense.. No Meaning...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hmm, patience plays a major role in ma life too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;being a hot tempered idiot, egoistic bitch, and stuck up bimbo.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;da talent of patience really did helps a lot....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But sumtyms, it gets too much, dat it makes me Numb and eventually brain dead which most of da tym makes me look so stupid like a Dumb ass!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HAhAhaa!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i nid to tink carefully on planning ma future ryt...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think it's da tym for me to moovee on.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yea.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wif ma life.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Life is unfair,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yeah, it's true...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and dat's da reason y i wana make it, at least i FEEL it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dat it's fair....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mmuacks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Luv luv... ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-6678095345894320116?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6678095345894320116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=6678095345894320116' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/6678095345894320116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/6678095345894320116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2007/06/weird.html' title=''/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-6424913475660146721</id><published>2007-05-31T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T02:43:15.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>he believe that he can forsee or sense ppl ard him...&lt;br /&gt;and can smell who's the rotten egg and read ppl like a book sensing wat's good and wat's not...&lt;br /&gt;he says she's a decent girl.... decent......naive.......&lt;br /&gt;but he says he's afraid she turns into an ugly monster....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,&lt;br /&gt;she says she's uncomfortable with ppl who seems they noe wat she's like, coz she don't really noe who he is yet dat much...&lt;br /&gt;and she prefer that he to spill it out to her rather den keeping her in confusion which led to agitation and will end in teary eyes.....&lt;br /&gt;She feel hopeless bout her being clueless and dumb... Hate it...&lt;br /&gt;and she hate that he keeps a lot of thing within him...... noeing that he seems to noes wat and/or she is..&lt;br /&gt;and she's afraid he'll turn back being an ugly monster...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*taken frm "Monster &amp;amp; Monstress by Lunia Isabelle"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~eN~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-6424913475660146721?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6424913475660146721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=6424913475660146721' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/6424913475660146721'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;trust...&lt;br /&gt;believe....?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but y sometimes there's,&lt;br /&gt;secrets.....&lt;br /&gt;lies.......&lt;br /&gt;confusion......&lt;br /&gt;complications.......?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do ones if in LOVE noes dey need/wud b,&lt;br /&gt;hurt.....&lt;br /&gt;sacrifice......&lt;br /&gt;endurance......?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ppl believe " true LOVE doesnt need reason...."&lt;br /&gt;but i prefer with REASONS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ppl believe LOVE the ones who truly LOVES u....&lt;br /&gt;i believe, dun be too sure bout it......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ppl believe it's OK TO WAIT FOR THE CALL, afterall without fails the fon will ALWAYS RiNGS....&lt;br /&gt;i say, wat if it didnt.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still learning wat LOVES means....&lt;br /&gt;afterall never be CONTENTED, SATIATED, SATISFIED.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but can ones stay and still LOVE if dere's uncertainty....&lt;br /&gt;not uncertain bout being LOVED.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but..................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can ones stay and feel secured, to be LOVED by sumone whom she still CLUELESS who he is...??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~eN~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-2775520815680680610?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2775520815680680610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=2775520815680680610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/2775520815680680610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/2775520815680680610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2007/05/being-baffled-with-love.html' title=''/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-145817951438828710</id><published>2007-05-31T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T01:32:35.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Life oh Life.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;loads of sweet, bitter, sour things had happened....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Firstly.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Happy 22nd B'day to me!! &lt;strong&gt;(13th may 2007 in conjuction of mothers' day!!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Secondly.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Happy 2 month Anniversary to me and Mr J &lt;strong&gt;( 28th May 2007)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Life oh Life.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sumtyms i'm so hating u.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sumtyms i'm so loving u.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sumtyms it seem complex and complicated,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sumtyms is so damn easy and simple dat eventually end up in bore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Life oh Life.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm tired of living in dumbness....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;numbness......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tiredness........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;sadness...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;baffled-ness.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; every now and den.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Life oh Life.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;shud i fake it.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;or shud i be wat i am...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;or like wat ma forte is now....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;being numb and dumb....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Life oh Life.....&lt;br /&gt;I duno wat am i suppose to do wif u...&lt;br /&gt;I duno whether i can still go on wif u....&lt;br /&gt;I duno........&lt;br /&gt;shud i leave or endure hanging ard with you.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~eN~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-145817951438828710?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/145817951438828710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=145817951438828710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/145817951438828710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/145817951438828710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2007/05/life-oh-life.html' title=''/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-1031005564812209442</id><published>2007-04-10T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T23:30:36.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, here, i am updating ma blog again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hehee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, i'm learning to appreciate my everyday life, trying to recall wat had happened and wat's going on.... wat can b improved on... u noe.... learn frm history kinda thing, hopefully for a better tmw.... u noe.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As for werk, ppl cums and ppl goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and now one by one, been sended off to shanghai for events dere....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;juz becoz i'm da only malay dere, it's kinda frustrating la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;no life, no gossip, so not happening sak.... i'm like so deprived like dat....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and i see no future dere oso....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haizz.... i love ma job, dat's for sure, as doing events and all, but i think dey lack of communication la, to think dat most of da tym dey will b speaking in mandarin, i'm totally lost everytym, and yea i noe, i've been labelled or seen as a &lt;strong&gt;"DUMB BLONDE"&lt;/strong&gt; dere...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It so sucks la da feeling... Terrible!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Another thing, y i say dere's no future, coz i dun see maself as a 'somebody' dere yet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i mean, dey told me on da first day dat i'll b given a mentor or dere will b sumone who will guide me for about two wks or so, to like so called make me familiarised with da job scope and all... but den to ma surprised, (dah takde guidance tu satu hal la eh) two of ma colleagues  resigned juz after da end of da month, den ppl start cuming in and out, and do u noe who'll be guiding all diz freshies..? ME.. pathetic ryt, but true... isnt dat so ridiculous... I'd only werk for 2wks dat tym..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and i noe dat i've been labelled as &lt;strong&gt;"slow player'&lt;/strong&gt; oso...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;like DuH?!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;u tok different frequency ah beb...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ur concept and ma concept is so totally different...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and to think dat dere's about 4 designers (dat tym la) wat do u expect, all having da same style!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i mean i noe la we hav to b versatile and all, but we cant run away frm our style of doing things wat.. (artisans shud noe wadda hell i'm toking about..) and to think dat i hav to do a picture search for every design &amp; no detail and specific  instructions, isnt dat ridiculous to actually even start a design...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eergh!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Seriously, for a true graphic designer, i dun think i'll go far if i were to stay dere, coz dere's no exposure la... pape design, company aku yg dpt credit, i mean, i'm not stucking up here, but if deir company kes mcm so wow... hmm.. like who ehk... well, juz take mediacorp la, u noe, or Lime Megazine or wat....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HaiZz, it's super saddening la..... i intend to continue study but for now, with dat super pathetic amount of pay i got every month,  it's only enuff for ma everyday expenses....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eergh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;think i shud start sending resumes frm now....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Other den werk...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hmm.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i got &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;3 kisses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on da cheek frm him yesterday....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hehee... it's kiut thou...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and den he remind me dat "tmw" which is today la is our 2nd week officially together...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i was like, u keep track uh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Aww... a guy who keep track of da counting thingy....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Swit!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hmm... i'm learning still..... Hoping..... Expecting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;it might blossom into a beautiful bright lively roses which make ppl envy with awe yet attracted to it exotic sweet smelling aura of adoration...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WAT DA FUCK SIAH!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ader makne tak..??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aku bace2 balek, mcm takde makne seyk....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pape la ehk...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;kLau bermakne korng bLang aku ehk...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if not aku delete tu part pasal takde maknyenye aku tarok pat sini, buat malu jek...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;kwang..kwang..kwang..... hehehee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MiSsing u gerLss!!! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-1031005564812209442?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1031005564812209442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=1031005564812209442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/1031005564812209442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/1031005564812209442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2007/04/well-here-i-am-updating-ma-blog-again.html' title=''/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-3862415369430191723</id><published>2007-04-08T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T00:45:39.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Been supperrrr buuuzzzzzyyyyy lately.... (heheheee...well...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, actually sumthing struct me to like update ma blog today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Been wif him for hmm... think abt 2 weeks for now i guezz.. hehee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but den only today diz qns pops in ma head...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;"WAT MAKES ME WANT HIM..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;or &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;"WAT ATTRACTS ME TO HIM"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i was like rewinding and rewinding, thinking of wat was it huh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;seriously i dun hav a concrete reason for now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but wat i noe now, is dat i'm &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt; when i'm wif him... &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;comfortable&lt;/span&gt;... and no &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;RuShing&lt;/span&gt;.. if u noe wat i mean....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;den rewind....rewind to how i accept him....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hmmmmm.... dat night... on da fon......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, casual talking.... like other normal nights..... juz dat wheni told him dere's sum1(whom he actually know) who asked me out for a date, he's was like, "so wat about "us"... yada..yada..yada..... it's kinda touchy2 thingy la, wat i think la... and wat i remember was he saying...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"ok la, a man gota do wat a man gotta do... And you're now ma gurl... dah..." and he do it very da 'selambe' ly..well actually i think it took him quite a courage dere to say dat out... hahaa!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i was like... "hmm...ouh k..." and dat' how it is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;den forward.....forward back......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as wat i was saying, wat makes me so sure abt him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;frankly, if one glance, he's not really ma type..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;den, he into heavy metal core rock...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he dun really hav da expected height dat i was looking for.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he kadang2 look slenge pon ader... Oopss!! slenge ehk...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, dat's not really da problem la coz dat wat makes him special.... and oh..... shud i say diz out.... k la... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;CUTE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. and plus his "R-karat" thingy going on... hahaa!! hmm.. hehee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aww... hahahaa!! watever.... aint nobody's perfect yea...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;da thing is dat, i still hav doubt and yeah uncertainties....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;like " y me"... "he like ma character? attitude..??" .... "dat's all...??".... "izit...??" "not becoz of ma assets huh..??...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;u noe, dose thousand and one qns about "y he chooses me" dat kinda thing....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hmmm.... watever la ehk.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i try to put dat aside and go wif da flow....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;at least he's not dat sot of guy if u noe wat i mean... ermm....ya la, so far, soo very good... for diz 2weeks or so... hahaa!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but he did sound serious when he want me thou... dat tym la.... hmmm....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm juz happy dat he appreaciate me for who i am, and i'm being loved by sumone who appreciate me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm still learning thou..... not to appreciate or accepting him, coz i had already gone thru dat phase, juz to understand each other better.. hmm... it's dat da thing??... understands... hmm.. and yea finding da answer to all ma doubts, queries, uncertainties dan tg sewaktu degn nye la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but to think bout it kan, it's kinda cool la, mat rocker &amp; minah hip hop...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hahaa!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;very contradicting kan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hehee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haiZzz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;LiFe....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nytzz sweetheartzZz... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MiSs u gerls terribly,terribly bad... esp sha &amp;amp; ween!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-3862415369430191723?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3862415369430191723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=3862415369430191723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/3862415369430191723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/3862415369430191723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2007/04/been-supperrrr-buuuzzzzzyyyyy-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-425509180964511628</id><published>2007-04-03T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T22:20:26.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well...well.....well.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here i am...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;heheheee....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fhew!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;werking life is sooo soooooooo exhausting.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but to think dat is sort of ma kind of thing (ma forte la gitu)... I'm happy....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but....ermm...... fulus nye la..... tak bleh angkat beb.... keciput!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;...................but ya la, at least i hav a job, for now....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Life for me is super interesting this few days.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I do believe in miracles...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and always expecting da unexpected...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And to ma own surprised...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yea... i repeat, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;MA OWN SURPRiSED....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ATTACHED!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yea...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;officially on tuesday nite, wed morn, sumwhere dere la... take it &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;28th March '07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i cant believe it maself either....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hmmm....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;kinda happy... kinda clueless still.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, shall give it a try la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but of course, i hope it will last...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;DUH! hahahaa!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but i still leading a normal life thou... dun wana b too ta'sub la, u noe, coz dat's wat i'm afraid of....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but as for now, juz go wif da flow la... hehee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;k...k...... for some, u guys mite b wondering who.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well..... it's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"LQ"....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;heheheee....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so it's not a dejavu anymore, or same script diff cast... or watever la....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;juz pray for me la peepz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;insyaAllah....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bless u all ma darlz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-425509180964511628?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/425509180964511628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=425509180964511628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/425509180964511628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/425509180964511628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2007/04/well.html' title=''/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-6397838160235326105</id><published>2007-03-12T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T00:05:39.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hmmmm....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's been a while uh.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, life hav been quite exhausting diz past few weeks....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Werk is fun, but i'm still clueless sumtyms....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to make things worst, ma boss is in China wif his so called girlfren which is our financial advisor to handle sum events thingy dere....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LQ---&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we did went out a few tyms now....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but i still havent feel da sparks la....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he's caring, understanding.... but i duno y i juz cant feel it yet la....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm trying hard actually to make it cum &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(as in da feeling la)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;seriously i feel like i'm out wif any of ma guy frenz u noe....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, take it slow la....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but for a meantime, i do go and mit-up a few "peeps" la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i feel bad actually, but i dun wana like make-use of him kinda thing....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i duno la....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;like wat i said, i'm following da flow.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIFE AINT EASY AFTERALL....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hmph.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"God pls lead me da way......"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-6397838160235326105?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6397838160235326105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=6397838160235326105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/6397838160235326105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/6397838160235326105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2007/03/hmmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-8106411964904031403</id><published>2007-03-03T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T14:44:35.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i was wondering....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;gerls pls do help me out in diz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TRuThfuLLy.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, i noe, maself &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(although not dat much yet)&lt;/span&gt; but i noe maself kinda well....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Which category am i in...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as in &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;UGLY&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;BEAUTIFUL &lt;/span&gt;or etc..etc....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, i noe, i'm &lt;strong&gt;FAT&lt;/strong&gt;... call me watever u want, i am so used to it....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's not a &lt;strong&gt;taboo&lt;/strong&gt; for me or watsoever....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but i noe i'm not &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;UGLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; dat's for sure... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(ryt gerls)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i was flabbergasted when i was told dat i'm being 'Liked' based on ma attitude &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(thnk u... i accept dat )&lt;/span&gt; and den continue toking2...... bla..bla...bla...... den say "..... i fikir eh, kLau sume orng nak yg lawa, abeh yg gemok, yg ugly2 sume mcm mane kan nasib dorng..." &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(sounds something like diz la)&lt;/span&gt; k, well, i noe he doesnt hav any bad intentions or wat....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;FUCKING SUCKS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i dun nid ppl &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sympathy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for goodness sake...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so wat if i had been single all ma life... it's not dat aku tak laku....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's juz dat i'm fucking damn &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHOOSEY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i admit dat....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i noe i'm fat... but i oso noe, clearly.... i'm not ugly....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, i noe dat i'm not super drop dead to the floor hot gorgeous la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but i noe, where i stand....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and he added dat he dun prefer pretty gerls coz dey like flirting ard....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ermm.... well...well...well.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i do hav ma other side.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dat's da problem here....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and u noe wat.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he sounds shocked, when he noes dat i do hav model like frenz (guys)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he was like, dey go after u uh..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i was like, kinda i think....  (duh! i'm not ugly la darling... haiyo...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hahahaa!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but seriously.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i feel bad ryt now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;seriously....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;guilty....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-8106411964904031403?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8106411964904031403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=8106411964904031403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/8106411964904031403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/8106411964904031403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-was-wondering.html' title=''/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-3670578804144739892</id><published>2007-03-03T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T14:26:06.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Love....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wat is actually love....?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;beauty? kindness? concern...? sincerity? sacrifices...??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Looking and searching for "love" is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;painstaking...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sum say, it's better dat we go for sumone who love us, it's long-lasting dat way..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But wat if we really can't afford to love dem back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dat's sympathy.. not love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;amp; when loves cums naturally without we even realising it....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dumfounded....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;confused&lt;/span&gt;.. weather dat's love or still an illusion or in fact juz out of sympathy reason..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but sumhow it do keeps me smile and entertain...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's juz dat, i dun feel da 'LOVE'...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bt i noe.... it's ard...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it'z juz dat i cant feel it yet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;can i still flirt and search?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Looking for da one dat i want...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;can 'he' wait...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;am i such an egoistic bastard.. self-centered bitch?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hmph....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i noe, i can't get a perfect guy....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but i want at least a &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;near-to-perfect&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ask me wat izit? trust me, i dun noe wat ma near-to-perfect guy is oso....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm in distress....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mentally and physically.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-3670578804144739892?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3670578804144739892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=3670578804144739892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/3670578804144739892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/3670578804144739892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2007/03/love.html' title=''/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-730905016259840015</id><published>2007-02-25T02:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T16:14:49.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...NEWBiE...</title><content type='html'>Now i noe how izit feels to b a newbie...&lt;br /&gt;well, mayb i'm too emotional bout it, but to think back again i dun think so...&lt;br /&gt;coz i noe i can rely on ma instinct....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dere's diz senior of myn who thinks i'm such a dumb blonde...&lt;br /&gt;to make long story short, now, after seeing wat i can do, he seems ok la....&lt;br /&gt;like watever....&lt;br /&gt;well, mayb true la, blom adapt to da place yet.... and like wat ween says, it's da "Newbie Syndrome" &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(sounds cool ryt.... hahahaa!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but da worst thing had not cum out yet...&lt;br /&gt;k, it's not really bout work but it happen during werk tym...&lt;br /&gt;dere's diz so called "uncle" who's office is juz beside ma co. off, trying to b a lil hanky panky wif me.... Scary siah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later i found out, he is such a jerk as he actually not pester only me, but another one of ma collegue too.... Siak jek siol... kaww! scary maut kan....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i NID TO GET A BOYFRIEND FAST!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eergh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. toking bout "owning" a boyfriend....&lt;br /&gt;well i juz hope i got it soon before ma b'day la....&lt;br /&gt;i dun wana tok much bout it yet, coz i realise taking it too fast is no good.. seriously no good...&lt;br /&gt;coz diz is wat usually happens.. it's like a cycle... or mayb a &lt;strong&gt;CURSE!&lt;/strong&gt; Eergh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1&gt; get to noe frm net&lt;br /&gt;2&gt; den chat thru MSN...&lt;br /&gt;3&gt; den thru sms or fon.. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(sum doesnt even talk on da fon before...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4&gt; exhange pics.... &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(sum stops here... dengo back to cycle one...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5&gt; den talk nicely...sweetly.... so on and so forth......&lt;br /&gt;6&gt; sum in fact starts to tok cock... &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(if diz happens, sorry ehk.... bleh pi belah..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7&gt; den if by luck, mit up....&lt;br /&gt;.......den usually it ends dere... Quiet....&lt;br /&gt;yeap, mengarot kan.....&lt;br /&gt;can't i juz b frenz first wif all diz peeps..? muz i b in relationship hastily...?&lt;br /&gt;is it ma fault? i mean, so wat if dey sense dat i'm not interested in having realtionship wif dem..? can't we b frens...?? BiNgiT kan.... HAiZzz... diz is lyf....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dat's y, now, i want to kip it low first....&lt;br /&gt;+dun wana b excited tak tentu pasal.....&lt;br /&gt;+dun wana tok bout him to ma gerlfrenz everytym.....&lt;br /&gt;+dun wana think bout him everytym...&lt;br /&gt;+dun wana wait for his call or expect his call everyday (coz dat is super life straining)&lt;br /&gt;+ juz go wif da flow......&lt;br /&gt;althou it's quite irritating &amp; a bit boring... ma relationship wif diz particular guy.. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(pG la ehk)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----i mean like dere's no mooshy2 stuff tok and all, but i think it's better diz way&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;....(tahan jek ah...nanti kLau dah mooshy2 pon, aku start shiok sendiri pastu pastu la... abes! buang2 tenage jek berjiwang sakan...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; JUZ GO WiF DA FLOW...&lt;br /&gt;and well, it's true wat ma sha says&gt;&gt;&gt; dun go too fast coz dat's disasterous &amp;amp; da imperfectly perfect is da best..&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(i think... hahaa!!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz dose so called perfect ppl are such an ARSE!! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(oopss sorry...!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously ah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u noe sumtyms i was like thinking,y cant i get dose good looking, model like, sweet, charming and everything nice kinda guy uh..??&lt;br /&gt;aku tau la aku ni saper... but everyone hav deir own desires ryt..&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; (puhlease ehk, dun deny... aku cepuk karang... HAhAaaa!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if dere is la.. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;( i mean gorgous guy who wana noe me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dey r all &lt;strong&gt;HORNY BASTARDS!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(like so wat if dey good looking, eh sorry sikit ehk, i'm not a &lt;strong&gt;DUMB BLONDE!!&lt;/strong&gt; thnk fer da compliments thou, but dat doesnt work for me.... &lt;strong&gt;iDiOTS&lt;/strong&gt;!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello i'm a lady k not a woman.... respect sikit ah.....&lt;br /&gt;i mean i noe guys are horny, coz boys will b boys pe kan... i mean gerls hav deir own kinda thing too pe.... but sumhow, for me, i wont b personal bout all dose "things" &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(if u noe wat i mean..)&lt;/span&gt; if u r a stranger to me... is not dat i cant b open...&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; ( serious ah sak, ask ma guy frenz who noes me..)&lt;/span&gt; it's juz dat i hav to b in ma comfort zone to tok cock.... &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;( but still i wont touch on personal stuffs juz general ones...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;As for now, watever ppl wana think bout me..&lt;/span&gt; (especially "dem"...) &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;go ahead... dey hav deir rights... But one thing for sure, u havent get to noe da whole me yet.... coz if u do, i think u will &lt;strong&gt;LOVB &lt;/strong&gt;me...&lt;/span&gt; ( ryt peepzz!! hahahaaa!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-730905016259840015?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/730905016259840015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=730905016259840015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/730905016259840015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/730905016259840015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2007/02/newbie.html' title='...NEWBiE...'/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-6111241484123158377</id><published>2007-02-20T01:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T02:14:09.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A bit of SPARKS...</title><content type='html'>Hehehee...&lt;br /&gt;yeLah.. tadi aku moan and groan....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgot to put diz in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i was like on ma MSN..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den diz fren of myn.. ( a guy fren of myn)&lt;br /&gt;--&gt;&gt; we were like chatting, for a while coz he was sick....&lt;br /&gt;chat punye chat...&lt;br /&gt;suddenly he state " i dont abhor u..." ( as who noes ma MSN i put ::to adore or abhor me:: ryt?)&lt;br /&gt;den i was like, WAT?!! (hahaha!! ketetelan kuz pon menjadi-jadi la..)&lt;br /&gt;den tanpa segan silu dan merasa malu.. i asked him la... "so u adore me la ehk...?"&lt;br /&gt;he replied... "who noes.." (WahAhHAahaha!!!!.... wadda hell.....!!! k..k.. maintain ehk.... but still dat doesnt mean anything kan.... coz he did say he likes ma art work... so ya la, i dun wana get overly excited yet....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so wat shall i called him ehk....&lt;br /&gt;ermm.... let's call him well give a name la ehk....&lt;br /&gt;called him... tick-Geek..&lt;br /&gt;ok go... HAhHaaa!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiyo... giler la aku kan..... wat to do.....&lt;br /&gt;NytzZ ppl!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-6111241484123158377?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6111241484123158377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=6111241484123158377' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/6111241484123158377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/6111241484123158377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2007/02/bit-of-sparks.html' title='A bit of SPARKS...'/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-6132667664868008097</id><published>2007-02-20T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T01:57:08.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UNSATiSFiED..???</title><content type='html'>Well....&lt;br /&gt;hmm....&lt;br /&gt;i duno wat's playing ard in ma head ryt now.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdullilah...&lt;br /&gt;i gotta job now....&lt;br /&gt;As an event artist...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did hav a CNY reunion dinner kinda stuff dat last fri...&lt;br /&gt;yea, quite fun la... it's just dat mayb i juz started werk 2 days, and da awkward feeling is still dere... but still, of coz la, how hard i try to be maself oso, it's not dat easy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noe diz job is like super &lt;strong&gt;COOL&lt;/strong&gt;... and i'm dying to get it....&lt;br /&gt;but sumthing juz, sum things keeps bothering me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K well, i'm bout to spill it wat's been bothering me:---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i noe, i want diz job, coz i noe, i'll b loving wat i'll b doing... &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(which is doing events, design stuffs, meeting ppl and all etc..etc..) &lt;/span&gt;and i noe da strezz load i will b facing...&lt;br /&gt;but den again... i'll b going back hm like 7pm everyday... and if dere's events on weekends, i particularly hav no tym for ma self.. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(as in spending tyms wif ma gerlfrenz.. or going out wif sha like i used to, or even wif ila...)&lt;/span&gt; i dun really noe wassup wif me....&lt;br /&gt;Ader keje susah... takde susah....&lt;br /&gt;mayb wat's bothering me is weather i got to go for blind dates anymore or not... &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(i duno la... yah.. it sounds super stupid ryt... i noe... wana noe y....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KEMENTOT&lt;/strong&gt; dah mcm siak...&lt;br /&gt;senyap... k fine...i dun wana bother... buat sakit ati sak....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'DL&lt;/strong&gt;'--&gt;&gt; watever la.. no komen....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den dere diz one &lt;strong&gt;"RT"...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's kinda too mature for me &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;( i think, particularly 10yrs ma senior la beb...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but he's swit la &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(not looks of coz, if not i dun mind sak die senior ker tak! mcm sial kan aku... hahaha!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he start toking bout proposing and all.... and i was like HAiYOo!!.... puhlease la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(i feel bad sak.... like wadda hell wrong wif me.... y am i so&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;suuuperr duupperr CEREWET&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ah....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den another one..&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... let's kol him &lt;strong&gt;"LQ"..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.....&lt;br /&gt;he's a &lt;strong&gt;super slow mover&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;well, it's not dat i'm not ok wif it....&lt;br /&gt;it's juz dat, i prefer to make it fast... u noe, go straight to da point...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;( coz to think dat he has a fren who's been calling me dat tym, contacting me and all and diz fren of his will always talk bout diz "LQ", good and bad stuffs bout him.. &amp; he sound as if both of dem were like trying to woo me kinda thing... ya..ya... watever... he suddenly stops when diz "LQ" hav been actively msging and calling me... like wadda hell... we r only frenz pe.... y muz he stay away kan..&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;So CHILDISH&lt;/span&gt;!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously i'm still clueless bout him....&lt;br /&gt;but sumhow, it's cool, to think dat he'll call me at least once everyday.... &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(mcm pena dengar kan... dejavu..?? pape la... dat's y i dun wana jump into conclusion..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, at least it's good la, to take it slow.. like ma dear sha says, cepat2 nt dat good, he will get bored after dat... &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(iye ker... mcm mengarotz kan.... kLau dah suke same suker, haizz, mengarotz la dunia nie.....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,&lt;br /&gt;mayb u guyz who read diz will b like...&lt;br /&gt;si eyEzZy ni, mcm2 jantan die kenal ehk tu pon tak puas ker...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abeh dah ader keje bising.. takde keje pon kecoh...&lt;br /&gt;ape jek si eyEzZy ni nak tau....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i duno la peeps...&lt;br /&gt;weather u hav diz in ur head... or it's juz me being pesimistic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously when it comes to guys..&lt;br /&gt;i can get super cerewet... SUPPERLY CEREWET...!!&lt;br /&gt;but i'm kinda desperate actually...&lt;br /&gt;but dat still doesnt mean i can like go for anyone....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den bout work....&lt;br /&gt;i was like...&lt;br /&gt;haizz...&lt;br /&gt;i shall hav to like sacrifice ma tym, ma freedom, and &lt;strong&gt;MASELF...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i duno la....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make matter worst....&lt;br /&gt;ma confidence is super...super LOW ryt now coz of me gaining weight....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUCKS siah!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nak join singing comp pon takde mood tau....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAaaaiiizzzzzzz.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-6132667664868008097?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6132667664868008097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=6132667664868008097' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/6132667664868008097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/6132667664868008097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2007/02/unsatisfied.html' title='UNSATiSFiED..???'/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-1263954024115236595</id><published>2007-02-11T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T19:36:05.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DESPERATE?? BiNGiT?? THNKFUL??</title><content type='html'>Well...well...well.....&lt;br /&gt;life sure is a roller coaster.....&lt;br /&gt;wher shud i start first....&lt;br /&gt;hmm....k..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JOB:&lt;/strong&gt; sending resumes... going to interviews, and still finishing ma unfinished werk.. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(hehehee..Oppsy...)&lt;/span&gt; Hope i get dat job.... &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(praying hard man!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"DL":&lt;/strong&gt; well, k la... i treasure him... &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(seriously... coz he appreciate ma friendship...aww... swit isnt it.. he HAV TO!!)&lt;/span&gt; and it's clear now&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;( i think....)&lt;/span&gt; dat we r only frenz... Good online pal which awaiting still to mit up.. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(one fine day...--but i still hold a lil grudges bout da past... hmm...)&lt;/span&gt; well, may god bless him la... &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(for now....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing, well,&lt;br /&gt;in life ader pasang surutnyer kan....&lt;br /&gt;u noe, i dun really hav da mood for diz mooshy kinda stuff...&lt;br /&gt;but to ma disbelief...&lt;strong&gt; GOSH!&lt;/strong&gt; i got a few unknown peeps asking for ma number.. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(online la, where else.. duh-uh?!)&lt;/span&gt; but da sucky part &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(i'm not bitching here... but.... well.....)&lt;/span&gt; it's not da quantity dat excites me &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(REALLY!!... hey, serious la....),&lt;/span&gt; but da quality....&lt;br /&gt;I mean, ader yg pendek la.. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(cukop la, dengan si kementot tu ehk...),&lt;/span&gt; yg u noe la, yg bunyi-bunyi nye cam selenge bacin.. &amp; not really ma kind ah..... whereas da so-called my kind skrng sume M.I.A.. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(not forgetting si kementot... well, kla, not really ma kind, but at least, he got dat sumthing...--i tink... ergh!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KEMENTOT: it sucks coz i had to like msg him first, den he will b like... "yes baby, miss ur voice... call me if u feel like it..." &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Huh?? feel like it... wadda hell...??)&lt;/span&gt; Eergh! i'm &lt;strong&gt;SiCK &lt;/strong&gt;of all diz nonsense....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me &lt;strong&gt;DESPERATE....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-but i'm not like, will juz take anyone to b ma boo..&lt;br /&gt;it's more like looking for an &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"almost-near-to-perfect"&lt;/span&gt; husband...&lt;br /&gt;-and i'm not aiming for V'tine.. dat super too soon... i try to get it &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(if can la)&lt;/span&gt; before ma b'day mayb.... &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(hehee.. hopefully....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i kinda get diz so called date?/invites?/outing?, watever la, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(ya, u guessed it right.. it's not frm da one dat i favour la)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still thinking wheather to mit him or not, coz da mit-up day will b on V'tine day...&lt;br /&gt;I dun mind if it's not V'tine day... Eergh!!&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, dere's sum other soul sumwhere out dere, gona ask me out... Or mayb if SHA's not werking on dt day...&lt;br /&gt;i'll juz hav to wait... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IMPATIENTLY....!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing which bothering me...&lt;br /&gt;juz put him as "PH"...&lt;br /&gt;Eergh!!&lt;br /&gt;think bout him makes ma blood go upstairs....&lt;br /&gt;i duno wat he think bout me.. But if hypocrite is wat he thinks bout me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Speak for himself!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kadang2 kan, org2 gorgeous nie kan..&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; (ehem..ehem... eh aku tak tergolong dlm category nie la.. aku HOT!.. hahahaa)&lt;/span&gt; mcm siak &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ABES-ABESAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u noe when before he noes me, keep msging me, "when can i kol u" la.. "wat u doing" la...&lt;br /&gt;after toking to me &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ONCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; only.. member senyap.... pat MSN pon dah tak timbol (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'm not surprise if he blocked me.. duh-uh?!!)&lt;/span&gt;, den yesterday, i was like, alah, juz send him forward msges la, n u noe wat i received frm him..? guess la...&lt;br /&gt;k,k... he rply--" who is diz?" followed by "Eh, who is diz laa".. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(coz i put to silent dat tym, tak prasan ah die rply...) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wat does diz show ppl..?? Die sendiri yg bagi aku die peh numbor baru, den here he asking who is &lt;strong&gt;ME..??&lt;/strong&gt; and expected ah, when i told him who i am, member senyap...&lt;br /&gt;da thing is dat, wat's his problem..??&lt;br /&gt;sape yg nak kenal2 ngan sape inda first place nie..?&lt;br /&gt;den sape yg senyap dulu..?&lt;br /&gt;sekurang-kurang ajar aku pon, aku tak bastard org cam gini la...&lt;br /&gt;I mean, so wat if he's &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;gorgeous&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Wat makes he think dat aku tergile-gile pat die?&lt;br /&gt;Aku sedar ah saper diri aku nie kan... mcm langit ngan bumi gitu kan.. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(mmg pon, die pe height 1.92cm sak! tak ker cam bumi ngan langit... aku dah la termentot)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh serious ah... &lt;strong&gt;WAT'S MA FAULT?!!&lt;/strong&gt; well, i dun nid him to believe me dat i'm a good gerl &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(if dat bothering him--coz he called me dat tym ard 3am, and i was like juz reach hm.. yea, he qns me--&gt; u told me u had curfews but u juz reach hm... HELLO?!! i nid a life k.. it's SHA's b'day for goodness sake!!)&lt;/span&gt; if a good gerl he's looking for, seriously he &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MISSED a good 'GOOD GERL'..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and if hypocricy is wat i've been labelled, please la ehk, not everyone is perfect.. Cermin diri tu dulu, he himself noes how hard to b &lt;strong&gt;'GOOD'....&lt;/strong&gt; i juz got da feeling, dat diz gerl &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(well, not dat 'good' if i were to judge by her pics... kinda wild..)&lt;/span&gt; might b his gerlfren...&lt;br /&gt;Again... so wat if he got a gerlfren already..??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DUH-UH...??!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another &lt;strong&gt;LAMER&lt;/strong&gt; cum &lt;strong&gt;LOSERS&lt;/strong&gt;... &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(can't live without a gerl, and lived bcoz of a gerl... pft! gimme a break!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fhew!&lt;br /&gt;a lil relieve....&lt;br /&gt;dat all for today.... heheee... ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-1263954024115236595?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1263954024115236595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=1263954024115236595' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/1263954024115236595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/1263954024115236595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2007/02/well.html' title='DESPERATE?? BiNGiT?? THNKFUL??'/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-6764626387661718158</id><published>2007-02-05T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T02:52:18.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MONDAY BLUES... and shit pour again..</title><content type='html'>Monday blues.........&lt;br /&gt;Eergh!!&lt;br /&gt;today is so shitty....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, well dun u think dat sehappy maner org tu, mesti ader downs dier....&lt;br /&gt;Sesungguhnyer kiter nie sume hanyalah manusia biase...&lt;br /&gt;&amp; oso, jgn lah jolok sarang tebuan kalau taknak disengat, betol tak....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been tolerating a lot of nonsense lately, in fact since i graduated frm sec skool....&lt;br /&gt;to a certain extend now, i welcome who ever wana volunteer demself to get deir face smack by me... u're most welcome...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st--&gt; diz "DL" guy...&lt;br /&gt;noe him for gosh since sept '06 i think.. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(quite long uh.. but havent mit)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, a brief description....&lt;br /&gt;he's 9mth younger den me...&lt;br /&gt;k well, thou i find he's not dat gd looking, he got da height dere...&lt;br /&gt;and althou he's not academically clever, he quite good at making me laugh... &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(hehee)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we first got to noe each other, we chat like almost everyday online and on da fon.. but usually on da fon la... &amp;amp; den here again i was like on da way to cloud nine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean like duh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a guy call u everyday, ask wat u doing, dah makn bla,bla.... and da strong point is dat eveytym ask diz stupid qns "cintakah ko padaku...?"&lt;br /&gt;luckily i am who i am, b firm and say "tak la...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it do start as a joke thou, but if it is a joke, y must he keep on repeating dat irritating qns...?&lt;br /&gt;of coz it makes me feel bad and kinda guilty saying no and all... but i hav to b firm wif maself.. i can't like fall for sumone whom i duno, and to make it worst frm da net.. dat is like so shallow ryt.. if it is pon, i hav to like mit him first and noe da true him personally pe, not virtually... i mean i hav ma prinsip seyk, if i'm not firm wif maself den i'm degrading maself pe. bukan ego ah beb but i learnt ma lesson well enuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den bebual, "kLau u nak jadi bini i...... bla,bla,bla... " aper nie... i meant nvm... lemme finish ma story first....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we hav been chatted like so long, even when during bulan ramadhan, he will like msg me in da middle of da nite/early morning asking how am i doing, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;( coz i'm bz helping ma mom wif her krepek thingy)&lt;/span&gt; touching kan.... tanye bz ker, do tk cr and all...&lt;br /&gt;da last one i remember was, he told me to wait for awhile&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;( coz i juz finish helping ma mom, so supposingly i wud go straight to bed la da pukul 3.30-4 pagi beb)&lt;/span&gt; coz he nid to buy food for sahur.. within mins die kol.. i was like, cptnyer... tak ke touching tuu.... &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;( to think dat he rush to get his food before i hit da bed)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den suddenly member senyap..... &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(dat is like sumwhere mid nov-still fasting mth)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i noe he's been doing da kol everytym, den one day i try calling him...&lt;br /&gt;and tru enuff da conversation is not like it use to b... &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;( dat's y i dun like calling ppl.. it so phobiatic--is dere such word in da first place..? hehe.. watever la...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den i was like ok go ah... mayb member bz ker...&lt;br /&gt;den it kept quiet again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(dat's y lah, so used to him calling and smsing me ryt... i do feel da lost la.. duh?!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den one night i was like online and saw him... &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(on MSN)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i change ma message option to sumthing like diz la--&gt; "i'm so sick of ppl using me..."&lt;br /&gt;suddenly dengan tak semene2, die msg me saying sorry and apologising and all....&lt;br /&gt;i was like HUH?? wassup..?&lt;br /&gt;den he says, " sorry pasal i make u feel as if i used u.. but i tak tau..."&lt;br /&gt;i was like takde la.. maner ader....&lt;br /&gt;den he says " ye la, i selalu suro u morning kol i la, suro kejot kan i la... sorry eh if menyusah kan u...."&lt;br /&gt;i was like HUH??!!.. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(y muz he think dat way?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told him it's ok... but i think he still think dat i think he take me for granted...&lt;br /&gt;den i ask him la wat our relationship..??&lt;br /&gt;coz i think, we almost getting dere...&lt;br /&gt;den member senyap.... i was like wassup wif him seyk....&lt;br /&gt;den after a few nudge and all, he rply.. "kawan..."&lt;br /&gt;tak ker remuk ati aku....&lt;br /&gt;sial ah... den wat's wif all da late nite kols..? da morning kols..? da evening kols..? da afternn kols..??&lt;br /&gt;i was &lt;strong&gt;BLANK...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total &lt;strong&gt;BLANKNESS.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den i go wif da flow la, takkan aku nak terhegge2 pat die kan... i dun nid a pengecot guy...&lt;br /&gt;aku dah tanye, bagi die chance to say it out pe, den die ckp itu mcm.. i hav ma self respect here sak....&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i missed calling him, giving him miss calls and all dat stupid shit ah....&lt;br /&gt;Com'on la, i'm not sick of doing it seyk, at least i feel i'm wanted.. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(wanted or wat... like apreciated uh gituk)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;padahal itu tym aku ngah bingit ngan SAM siak!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and u guessed it ryt, since den, less and lesser calls.....&lt;br /&gt;Wat da f*ck...&lt;br /&gt;guezz i do hav feelings for him, if not takkan aku jadi biol gini rabak sak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den later after dat which is ending dec or early jan...&lt;br /&gt;he told me, he wif diz gerl frm da net, when asked had met her or not he told me not yet...&lt;br /&gt;isnt dat ridiculous, &lt;strong&gt;online dating..?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he told me tu gerl yg nak pat die.. she ask him wat his relationship wif her...&lt;br /&gt;mcm penah dengar kan....&lt;br /&gt;But for her, she was like so flabbergasted uh....&lt;br /&gt;marah2 and all.. sape tak bingit oi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(and u noe wat he noes her like four mth ago.. dat's like da period when he kept quiet kan.. sumwhere dere ah... think dat's da reason y he feels bad when i put up da MSN msg thingy, ala dat---&gt; "i'm so sick of ppl using me..." well he shud feel very bad..!! Hmph!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mcm same script different cast gituk kan...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sha we shud sing diz song together, and den i will make a dedication especially for him...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den last two weeks he called me...&lt;br /&gt;but now everytym he kol i shoot him la, like where's ur gerlfren, tak kol die ker and things like dat...&lt;br /&gt;and to ma amazement, die ckp, sape nak matair dgn die&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(dat gerl)&lt;/span&gt; dah irritating, gemok plak tu....&lt;br /&gt;i was like...&lt;br /&gt;HEy! HELLO.... aku pon gemok gak tau...&lt;br /&gt;den he was like, u lain....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(watever la ehk... tu ah saper suro make decision hastily... skaLi dah jumpe tak serasi... kan..kan..kan...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den i was like, i tot u ngan die dah an item pe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(coz he did update me bout diz gerl and all... dere's once he try to bangga2 kn so called "matair" die ni la, ckp die pon nyanyi nyer org.. den aku tanyela die masok aper comp... den die ckp tak la, die frequently go karaoke... DUH!! i'm not trying to b bitchy here, so wat if she goes karaoke ari2, meh sini ah challenge high note same aku.. wat da fuck!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den die ckp, no la, die&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(dat gurl)&lt;/span&gt; cam tak je gituk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(so kirekan he try to twist it ard ah, saying dat, he want her, but she like keep running away frm him kinda thing... pape la ehk)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den...den... after dat...&lt;br /&gt;i got to noe sum of his gerlfrenz....&lt;br /&gt;to make it short, most of dem says he's nice and all etc..etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(coz he sumtyms like to group chat.. and dat's how actually i got to noe "dat gerl" of him osos... to ma surprise dat gerl block me pat MSN... sial ah kirekan aku dah kene chop minah menyebok ah nie... guezz she damn me sak... i dun put da fault on her... kLau aku pon aku pon curiga sak..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den juz now, die bingit ngan aku, ckp aku skrng dah lain, asek nak marah2 die jek....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(ntah la ehk, member tengah strezz kot... coz member die ngah gadoh ngan diz gerl online, den add aku in da chat... i was like, wat da hell... aku jadi mcm makcik kaypo gituk kan...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den later, when i ask wat actually happen, die ckp yg kwn die tu ngan cintan-cinton ngan diz gerl, den dorng gadoh ah... den aku main2 ah ckp u guys mmg gitu pe... den he was like, " u ingat i playboy ker..."(&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;mmbr den cam peng gitu ah...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well here's da ans, playboy tu tak la... but sumwhere dere....&lt;br /&gt;u suke2 panggil org darling la, tok so very da nice wif gerls la, step i-u, i-u... den skaLi pompan dah sangkot, u ckp, we frenz jek pe....&lt;br /&gt;if dey, well WE, r ur frenz bebual step kau-aku jek la.. tak payah nak step polite pe.. it's irritating..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well usually he can take all ma so-call insults &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(well, joking2 pe)&lt;/span&gt; ntah apasal nari lain jek...&lt;br /&gt;well kLau dorng tuu sume lain &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(coz i said la u all sume same kan),&lt;/span&gt; asal reaction pompan2 tu sume same, abeh tu suro aku tlg tenangkan da situation.. Duh?! aku ni saper nak tlg2 settlekan keadaan.... Wat da hell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously ehk, kLau mmg die&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;("DL")&lt;/span&gt; lain &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;( included tak pengecot, gentleman &amp;amp; not just a bloody sweet talker, tak kedekot and tak mintak2 duit pompan)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;for once, aku rela jilat balek aper yg aku ludah la ehk....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Shit, why diz tears welling up again....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-6764626387661718158?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6764626387661718158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=6764626387661718158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/6764626387661718158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/6764626387661718158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2007/02/monday-blues.html' title='MONDAY BLUES... and shit pour again..'/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-6429920345407605696</id><published>2007-02-05T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T00:54:39.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SOCCER MANIA-soccer or... hmm.. hehee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SINGAPORE WINSS!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hAhHAaa!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;duno what attracted me in watching soccer match....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;like i never been bother to noe bout all diz stuffs den suddenly diz ASEAN match thingy izit..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;attracted me like super magnets..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mayb bcoz of da gorgeous ppl kot...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Shahril Ishak-his brows is so happening, i juz &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LOVE &lt;/span&gt;dose kinda looks (ahaks!), ridhuan&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; HOT&lt;/span&gt;, and Lionel &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SEXY booty&lt;/span&gt;.. Oops!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HEHEeee... ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Watching soccer match is like so distressing....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tenogk citer antu pon aku tak terjeri-jerit gini rabak sak....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hahaaa!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOOD WERK BOYS!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-6429920345407605696?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6429920345407605696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=6429920345407605696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/6429920345407605696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/6429920345407605696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2007/02/soccer-mania-soccer-or-hmm-hehee.html' title='SOCCER MANIA-soccer or... hmm.. hehee'/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-1900736929298836873</id><published>2007-02-03T02:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T03:52:19.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jambu or wat...??!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, well, well.....&lt;br /&gt;juz chatted wif diz guy.. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(yeah u guessed it ryt gerls, frm AM)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;known him for qiuet sumtym noe.. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(bout 4-6month i think.. geesh.. dat's long hehee, but standard ah aku, bLom mit lagi....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;k well, if sum of u noe, i'm toking bout diz guy who had his own studio and all.. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;( he's 29, but still hot i think.. hahaa!!)&lt;/span&gt; Juz put him as 'DB'...&lt;br /&gt;Well, to make long story short, i juz got to know juz now dat he has a gerlfren.... a gerlfren!! i mean a &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STEADY GERLFREN!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Well, wat can i say den feel happy for him....&lt;br /&gt;to think again, no wonder we still contacting each other despite of i havent met him even thou we had known for so long virtually....&lt;br /&gt;kLau yg lain jgn harap nak tunggu lamer2....&lt;br /&gt;Ween aku tau aper ko pikir if u were reading diz....&lt;br /&gt;yea, very true, aku mati2 ingat die tunggu aku nie lamer...&lt;br /&gt;hAhAaa!!&lt;br /&gt;perasaaaaan sak nul...&lt;br /&gt;i mean, standard per kLAu members pat net, susah nak carik yg stakat nak jadi members pe, usually dey desperately looking for relationship or cheap, ala u noe i noe la...&lt;br /&gt;But for me, i dun think we had chatted like chatted ah... i mean, he's quite secretive and too polite la, so nak chat on certain things like kinda difficult, think dat's y i juz noe bout da gerlfren thingy, if only i had asked him earlier, takde la aku perasan berok camni kan... He's a nice guy la, so aku cam jadi biol jap skrng nie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den he asked bout me plak...&lt;br /&gt;And he's very da surprised dat i'm single...&lt;br /&gt;he was like, "Jamz mcm gini takde...? susah nak caye...?"&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hehe paiseh sak aku, die mmg panggil aku jamz-jambu ah kirekan, tahan muntah korng ehk... aku tau, aku pon tengah tahan nafas nie pasal seluar aku dah ketat sangat... hAhAa!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wif a sudden, tears well-up in ma eyes....&lt;br /&gt;i was like, jambu or wat....&lt;br /&gt;if i am la, y i dun hav a single ex yet..?&lt;br /&gt;or mayb blom ader guyz yg brani enuff to approach me or to play ma kinda games?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(well guyz, i'm not an easy type for ur info..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;watever la.... it really bothers me a bit....&lt;br /&gt;and if dat wat attracted da opposite sex i dun really mind, but i juz despised dose boys/guys/men who actually attracted to "jambu" gerls juz bcoz of lust...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jambu uh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still i dun c maself as jambu yet....&lt;br /&gt;well, ppl neva get satisfied ryt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i duno...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;izit sumthing wrong wif me, or dem.....&lt;br /&gt;Or mayb, i'm juz sumthing &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nice to see but not yet to own&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;watever........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-1900736929298836873?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1900736929298836873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=1900736929298836873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/1900736929298836873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/1900736929298836873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2007/02/jambu-or-wat.html' title='Jambu or wat...??!'/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-7408808256266857092</id><published>2007-02-02T07:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T17:18:44.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::Missing::</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm so missing a lot of things lately....&lt;br /&gt;Other den, da laughters of ma gerlfrenz, da fun dat we hav wif ma pri skool peepz (i'm so missing u eis... hAhAhaa!!), iTE cliques-all of dem, i mean all, frm Stardom, imah, da dance ppl, da performances dat i missed doing &amp; got to noe peepz frm dere too... and all dose ppl which i had came across... not forgetting Palin acquantaince..&lt;br /&gt;ALL....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i noe ma life is gona b diz way....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...&lt;br /&gt;if only i can turn back time, b more stubborn, run away frm home, b wat i wana b, rather den such an idiotic filial daughter which i so feel not being appreciated at all.....&lt;br /&gt;At least if i dun hav an education, i shud have achieved wat i wanted now.....&lt;br /&gt;Be wat i wana b.... B sumbody... being appreciated, at least by &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;others&lt;/strong&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I duno y,&lt;br /&gt;i think i been missing and missed a lots of things in life...&lt;br /&gt;And it's already 1st Feb...&lt;br /&gt;i think i shud start keeping records of wat i had achieve or done per monthly thingy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing sumone..??&lt;br /&gt;Practically,dat sumone uh... who siah..?&lt;br /&gt;well, to think again, if dey dun, y muz i ryt...&lt;br /&gt;(SHIT.. i hate it if diz happens, me and ma self-denial, DEGiLZz)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, as dose who noes me (really noes me)..&lt;br /&gt;i dun really call ppl...&lt;br /&gt;dat is like one of ma &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;phobia&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;it's a long story.... to make it short... i dun really call ppl since i'm small and i usually hav diz fear dat, da ppl i call mite b bz, or mite think i'm b irritate dem, or mite think dat "well she will usually calls when she nid our help" dat kinda thing... to summarize it i scared being rejected or feel as if i was... Yeah i admit i scared being rejected... Coz i think i hav ma self-pride here to taken care of.. (well ma alter ego la) watever...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; if i "manage" to call dat sumone (well juz take dat as a stranger, well he/dey is/are stranger/s ryt..? to think dat i dun really noe dem..) I feel like i really did it, putting aside ma ego, ma fear all aside, and juz face wat shall happen...&lt;br /&gt;but sume juz duno....&lt;br /&gt;So here, i missed dose ppl calling me.. dose &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Strangers"...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*sigh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-7408808256266857092?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7408808256266857092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=7408808256266857092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/7408808256266857092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/7408808256266857092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2007/02/missing.html' title='::Missing::'/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5571239726232193272.post-4224237758823339644</id><published>2007-02-02T06:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T14:53:15.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored.....</title><content type='html'>Well,&lt;br /&gt;finished skool, nothing to do... Slacking all day...&lt;br /&gt;Nagging all da time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life damn bored....&lt;br /&gt;No skool...&lt;br /&gt;No job...&lt;br /&gt;No money...&lt;br /&gt;No boyfren...&lt;br /&gt;well, lucky dere's ma frenz and iLa ard.... (thnk god)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so incomplete.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wat da hell i want...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hhmph....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5571239726232193272-4224237758823339644?l=en-of-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4224237758823339644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5571239726232193272&amp;postID=4224237758823339644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/4224237758823339644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5571239726232193272/posts/default/4224237758823339644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://en-of-me.blogspot.com/2007/02/bored.html' title='Bored.....'/><author><name>eyEzZy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02295102258710942359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qALrYQ0CJF0/SnbooEesT-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jUQ4ecyJZww/S220/SDC12758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
