<?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-7499854</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:48:57.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-//-loving &amp; to be loved is da greatest existence of happiness-//-</title><subtitle type='html'>Rantings, rantings &amp; more rantings. =))</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quinqieboo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quinqieboo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ViVaLiCiOuSLy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11789955603545046704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>58</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499854.post-112432621365186288</id><published>2005-08-18T08:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T08:54:15.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maths; who's listening?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hellooo everybodyyy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm having Maths in the comp lab now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Nobody's listening to Ms Tan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Gosh. So much for an experienced teacher!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;O-level Eng oral today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And guess what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I forgot to bring my IC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;How wooonderful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But I got it all solved. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Gee. I've been letting my blog rooot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Who has the time to update blogs when it's your Os this year?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Syaqy dearie! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I saw his pic at that &lt;em&gt;kecik&lt;/em&gt;'s bloggy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Cute larh. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Oh yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Some of us thought of surveying prom dresses real soon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;With prelims coming up &amp;amp; O-levels next, we'd be real busy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;So surveying earlier would be considerable, right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Lovely lovely prom dresses! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I know prom's gonna be a blast! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499854-112432621365186288?l=quinqieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/112432621365186288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/112432621365186288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quinqieboo.blogspot.com/2005/08/maths-whos-listening.html' title='Maths; who&apos;s listening?'/><author><name>ViVaLiCiOuSLy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11789955603545046704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499854.post-112373301277903723</id><published>2005-08-11T12:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T12:47:58.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess who's back? =))</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;tuning to : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Answer The Phone]*&lt;/em&gt;Sugar Ray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hello everybodyyy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm back! But for &lt;strong&gt;temporary only&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I miss blogging a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm gonna create a new URL for my bloggy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;If I have the time that is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But yeah it's gonna be ages cos of Mr Os!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Oh well. I'm at home, didn't go to school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm down with fever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The irritating goo from my nose,&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;yucks!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;the unbearable coughs,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;the splitting headaches,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;the painful sore throat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Gosh. The list can go on &amp;amp; on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But that particular person...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;managed to put a smile on my face! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Oh yeah. Are the Malay results out already?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Or is it gonna be tomoro?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hmm. I hope the results won't disappoint me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ok feeling drowsy now, thanks to the medicine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'll be taking a nap soon I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Oh! Not forgetting Mama took half-day leave just for me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Saaayang Mama!&lt;/em&gt; =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;She's off to work now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499854-112373301277903723?l=quinqieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/112373301277903723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/112373301277903723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quinqieboo.blogspot.com/2005/08/guess-whos-back.html' title='Guess who&apos;s back? =))'/><author><name>ViVaLiCiOuSLy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11789955603545046704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499854.post-110880306625899971</id><published>2005-02-19T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T16:51:59.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You'll come back to me. I pray.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Phew!&lt;br /&gt;I spent the whole afternoon revising my SS.&lt;br /&gt;I thought SS's supposed to be on Tuesday but it's on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;Darn.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm glad for having more grasp on the topic now.&lt;br /&gt;Syaqy &amp; Aliya's coming over later, maybe close to night?&lt;br /&gt;Liyana's on her way here.&lt;br /&gt;We'll be doing more revision on SS &amp;amp; some on Physics when she gets here.&lt;br /&gt;Not to forget the 10 Art prep pieces!&lt;br /&gt;I wanna find time for my Art!&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;At least I did 2 pieces already. ;)&lt;br /&gt;No more slacking around for me.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna do well for my Os.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure me &amp; my ghurls know when to play &amp;amp; when to study.&lt;br /&gt;But at times, I can fall asleep reading a textbook.&lt;br /&gt;Sheeesh.&lt;br /&gt;Is the topic dry or is it just me? Nyehnyehnyeh.&lt;br /&gt;Khekhekhe! =P'&lt;br /&gt;Even though common tests are coming, I'm looking forward to the 1.15 dismissal everyday, excluding Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Ouhwheee!&lt;br /&gt;Then there's SYF.&lt;br /&gt;Intensive training should be just around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;Die, die,die!&lt;br /&gt;Competition's in April.&lt;br /&gt;Malay Os in May.&lt;br /&gt;My birthday's in May!&lt;br /&gt;But the Malay papers won't stop me from celebrating my birthday, that's for sure! =P'&lt;br /&gt;I'll be having a party, just like every other year! =)&lt;br /&gt;Liyana's here.&lt;br /&gt;So I wanna go now.&lt;br /&gt;Ciaos. Missing you, only you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499854-110880306625899971?l=quinqieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/110880306625899971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/110880306625899971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quinqieboo.blogspot.com/2005/02/youll-come-back-to-me-i-pray.html' title='You&apos;ll come back to me. I pray.'/><author><name>ViVaLiCiOuSLy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11789955603545046704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499854.post-110872909277648953</id><published>2005-02-18T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T20:18:12.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love you, only you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I've been feeling real tired these days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Not really sure why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Yeah so we went to TP just now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Coool place with familiar faces. Hehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I miss him! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I love him lots lots!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'v got nothing much to blog about now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Furthermore the common tests are coming up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Die larh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Haiyooo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Nvm, I can make it! Yay! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499854-110872909277648953?l=quinqieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/110872909277648953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/110872909277648953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quinqieboo.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-love-you-only-you.html' title='I love you, only you.'/><author><name>ViVaLiCiOuSLy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11789955603545046704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499854.post-110847374399364606</id><published>2005-02-15T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T21:26:07.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Today's ok for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Settled some things already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hope there would be no more of such stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm tired of it larh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;SYF's coming soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Gee. Why did I just think about SYF man?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hurhur!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Strange larh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;So,this year we're expected to get Gold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But yeah, we ourselves wanna aim for Gold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;We achieved Silver last year. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;My body's feeling real tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;My eyes are not that heavy though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Everything's gonna be alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I just know it will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Smile babyghurl.&lt;/em&gt; =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499854-110847374399364606?l=quinqieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/110847374399364606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/110847374399364606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quinqieboo.blogspot.com/2005/02/todays-ok-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>ViVaLiCiOuSLy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11789955603545046704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499854.post-110830468187959301</id><published>2005-02-13T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T22:24:41.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Actually, I'm in a trauma</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love him!&lt;/strong&gt; I do, I do, I do-ooo! =) Lalalalala. Don't mind me okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499854-110830468187959301?l=quinqieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/110830468187959301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/110830468187959301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quinqieboo.blogspot.com/2005/02/actually-im-in-trauma.html' title='Actually, I&apos;m in a trauma'/><author><name>ViVaLiCiOuSLy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11789955603545046704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499854.post-110818907981719462</id><published>2005-02-12T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T14:17:59.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Endlessly waiting for you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;These tears which are making me drown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Flows down just like an endless river&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Knowing my love for you's eternity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I hold back my sorrows &amp; did lots of self reflection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Am I the one in the wrong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I don't know just yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Perhaps I am, I'm sure I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;All those happy times with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Now they're all loved memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;They'll be locked deep down in this broken heart of mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;No keys or ways for me to ever throw them away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;What can I do if there's no more love from you to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Feeling deeply scarred's explains a little part of all this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I hope you treasure what we had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Good or bad times; they now mean a lot more to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I've tried &amp; tried &amp;amp; tried so hard...just to get you back here with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But I fell continuously with these broken wings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;What made you leave when I still needed you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Was it my selfishness, my naivity, my foolishness...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Where will I go without you now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;That is what that has been lingering on my mind always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I never thought this would actually happen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But it has come to reality that I've lost you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I won't be feeling your touch no more, not even once&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;For whatever reason, I don't blame you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;There's been a thousand words I could say to make you come back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But you've been acting strange towards me lately&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Maybe you're simply sick of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'll have to bear with this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I've been trying my best all this while to make you feel me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But you're gone just like that...just like the wind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The time has been passing real slow now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Now I know what life is like without your presence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hoping on the days for a miracle to happen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It'll simply be when I'm back in your arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I need you as much as I want you here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I can't seem to get you off my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;We've been to extremes with one another&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Every step I take &amp;amp; every move I make, I see visions of you beside me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But the truth remains...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;You're GONE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;=,(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499854-110818907981719462?l=quinqieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/110818907981719462'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;You can't be missing from my life&lt;br /&gt;The unbearable pain's making me weaker than ever&lt;br /&gt;My once joyous soul feels empty knowing you're not here&lt;br /&gt;I can't do without you&lt;br /&gt;Come back to me&lt;br /&gt;=,(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499854-110793798250659189?l=quinqieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/110793798250659189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/110793798250659189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quinqieboo.blogspot.com/2005/02/come-back-to-me.html' title='Come back to me'/><author><name>ViVaLiCiOuSLy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11789955603545046704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499854.post-110786652229684439</id><published>2005-02-08T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T20:44:46.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 days passing by</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It's been almost 48 hours&lt;br /&gt;I'm slowly withering&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying hard to stay strong&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's just too hard that I've tried&lt;br /&gt;I need to be back in your arms once again&lt;br /&gt;I don't wish for you to ever fade away from my side&lt;br /&gt;All I need now is some clues from you&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe just one clue&lt;br /&gt;"I love you a lot"&lt;br /&gt;That managed to put a smile on my face&lt;br /&gt;Piece this broken smile of mine&lt;br /&gt;A scarred bloody red mesh of flesh&lt;br /&gt;Put the bits back together again&lt;br /&gt;Just for me&lt;br /&gt;I ain't being selfish&lt;br /&gt;I know I can put high hopes on you&lt;br /&gt;I miss you&lt;br /&gt;I miss us&lt;br /&gt;tIKoS` &amp;amp; LaYdEe^_^&lt;br /&gt;That was the beginning of a beautiful chapter with you&lt;br /&gt;=,( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499854-110786652229684439?l=quinqieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/110786652229684439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/110786652229684439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quinqieboo.blogspot.com/2005/02/2-days-passing-by.html' title='2 days passing by'/><author><name>ViVaLiCiOuSLy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11789955603545046704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499854.post-110779027508471743</id><published>2005-02-07T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T23:31:15.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll be back in your arms again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'll be back in your arms again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;To feel the warmth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;To ease the pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;To love you willingly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'll always be waiting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Right here for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499854-110779027508471743?l=quinqieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/110779027508471743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/110779027508471743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quinqieboo.blogspot.com/2005/02/ill-be-back-in-your-arms-again.html' title='I&apos;ll be back in your arms again'/><author><name>ViVaLiCiOuSLy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11789955603545046704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499854.post-110761988436151095</id><published>2005-02-06T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T00:11:24.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll get down on my knees</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;You were the one who'd always wipe away my tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'll never forget who you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I've lost everything now that you're forever gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The soft tenderness is one thing I wouldn't want to miss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I never took you for granted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I couldn't wait to see you smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'll get yo u back here with me if it takes the rest of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I pray that you're still by my side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'd do anything, I want you back forever more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Was this all a fantasy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Now that you left me behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Only God knows why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Who will dry my tears when I cry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'll never forget the look in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Who's gonna share my dreams?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;When I close my eyes, I can still see visions of you in my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;This heart of mine is now ever so empty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I wish that I could stop time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'll miss your touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I wish that I could rewind every second of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I thought we were alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I don't want the love of my life to ever fade away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hold my hand tight, never let go &amp;amp; let me fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Who's gonna mend this broken heart?&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/7499854-110761988436151095?l=quinqieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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I'm freaking excited for thee chalet maan. My ghurliees &amp; his dudes. Wooohooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh. It's 2.33am &amp;amp; I should be asleep by now. If you're wondering why this early, it's because me &amp; my ghurls are gonna be fucking busy with thee chalet stuffx. Oh shit. I have to wake up before 11.30am, me &amp;amp; Ayieen are heading to town to get my boardshorts which I supposedly had reserved on Monday. Sheesh. These are definitely last minute preparations. But oh well, we're gonna have a blast right ghurls? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really really really exhausted &amp; my body's aching all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8, 9 &amp;amp; 10 Dec`04 @ Costa Sands Pasir Ris. We're checking in by 2.30pm. &lt;strong&gt;Contact Yashy or Ayieen on their celly for any enquiries!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Nyehnyehnyeh&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Macam event besar gitu&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Alarh kate excited&lt;/em&gt;! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shitto. I have yet to pack my stuff! Oh gosh. I'm soo... Urgh, nvm. Teehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyelids are getting really heavy now maan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciaos. You'll miss me ppl! Haha! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is he? He's sound asleep like a baby... Hmm. Yay! 3 days 2 nights with him! Plus my chicas! Double fun maan! Here we come baybe!!! &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/7499854-110244483292735218?l=quinqieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/110244483292735218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/110244483292735218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quinqieboo.blogspot.com/2004/12/youre-gonna-miss-me.html' title='You&apos;re gonna miss me!'/><author><name>ViVaLiCiOuSLy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11789955603545046704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499854.post-110218646968071412</id><published>2004-12-05T02:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T14:51:14.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoping on the days of loving you so... i&lt;3u`</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I missed him ever so much. The word's &lt;u&gt;missed&lt;/u&gt;. But bleah, I still am missing him now even though we met like 4 hours ago.&lt;em&gt; Nyehnyehnyeh&lt;/em&gt;. I'll always be missing him when he's not here. Well I just can't help it maan, I just adore him a looot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been going on really well nowadays, a real smooth relationship. I hope this particular situation lasts. So far so good, no arguments over the itsy things in life. I've been trying my very best so as not to upset him at any time &amp; yeah he's being an ultimate darling too now. Gee. I can really see &amp;amp; sense the change in him. To me, it's a &lt;strong&gt;major&lt;/strong&gt; change in his character towards me. &lt;strong&gt;I pray nothing would be in our way.&lt;/strong&gt; I don't want history to repeat itself ever again, nu'uh not even once more. I've been giving in a looot since the start &amp; yeah he's trying to do this a looot too now. I'm so so so thankful &amp;amp; grateful to God. To my dearest chicas, thanks so much for being by my side when I was in that particular pathethic state. Yeah you girls surely know what I'm referring to... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psst... A mission accomplished (oh shit! I feel like one of 'em. *winks at Lynee. haha! madness.). One neat 'consent form' passed to Syieeda baybe. Wooohooo! I love me for being able to do this kind of stuff maan! You know, I know. You don't know? Haha! Tootsie! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I realised there's even &lt;strong&gt;more &lt;/strong&gt;stuff I have &amp;amp; want to get soon. But bleah... Hmm. I'll just update my my wishlist. Lalalalala! Anybody want to get any of the stuff for me? *grins widely Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh. I'm really getting sleepy now. Maan it's only like 2.32am, damn early. Hmmph! Maybe it's because of all the walking around with him just now. But oh well, I had fun with &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;... I can't wait to meet you soon. *drools&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciaos. &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;... &lt;s&gt;Not just any one of you ok&lt;/s&gt;. =P &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/7499854-110218646968071412?l=quinqieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/110218646968071412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/110218646968071412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quinqieboo.blogspot.com/2004/12/hoping-on-days-of-loving-you-so-i3u.html' title='Hoping on the days of loving you so... i&lt;3u`'/><author><name>ViVaLiCiOuSLy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11789955603545046704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499854.post-110207972480026665</id><published>2004-12-03T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T14:52:28.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet another day of my life. =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I just watched Newlyweds-Nick &amp; Jessica. Ouh. I wanna be just like them! Ok, not just, but exactly like them. They look real sweet together &amp;amp; gosh the daily essentials they splurge on are superb! &lt;strong&gt;I wanna owe a celebrity lifestyle!&lt;/strong&gt; Ouhwheee! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesh I know I'm crapping. *pouts lips But you never know tau! Dreams might come true one day if you really believe in them. But what the hack... Sheesh. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to have a carefree life when I'm a certified adult. Gee. &lt;strong&gt;There's no such thing as carefree maan.&lt;/strong&gt; Hmmph! So much for that one word. But I know I want to shop on every weekend when I'm someone's wifey or maybe his wifey to be exact. Hehe! Can I? Or maybe even shop everyday! Yes yes, for those who don't know me, this plays an important part within me.&lt;strong&gt; Shopping is a must part time job for me!&lt;/strong&gt; Ouhlala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. Last late night plus early morning's conf was great. &lt;strong&gt;The confirmed black monkeys are Lynee &amp; Yana.&lt;/strong&gt; Wooohooo! You both really deserve that title maan, furthermore with the fact that you both are in the Sleepers' Club trying to compete for 'Best &amp;amp; Longest Sleeper Award`04'! Haha! =P Yeah, ppl like me, him, Ayieen, Syieeda, Lynee &amp; Yana were supposed to be in the conf session BUT those last two just couldn't live up to their word. Tssk tssk tssk. So we've even decided beforehand to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Label" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;label&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; them black monkeys. Cool or what?! Haha! We called his mum's celly, there were me, him, Ayieen &amp;amp; Syieeda. Actually we were supposed to concentrate on the discussion of the upcoming chalet but we got drifted away in lots of other topics. Oh well, that's us esp. with the girls! Haha! But I'm glad we got to talk about some of the chalet arrangements &amp; also had such fun at the same time. Wheee! It's now confirmed Ayieen would be able to ton! Yey! *raises arms into the air Anybody with any doubts about the chalet, please ask me about it ok? Through MSN, Friendster, SMS, calls or however you want to contact me. Even through the snail-mail yarh, I don't care. =) Yeah, I'm looking forward to more conf sessions just before the chalet. Wheee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today's kind of a bore. All I did was send Ayieen off to Langkawi, bought a frap, walked around for a while &amp;amp; went back home. Yeah, one of my most lousiest days. Heh~. I'll miss Ayieen! How much? Now that much actually, she'll be back by Sunday night tootsie. Hurhur!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel I should elaborate more on the chalet right now. Because some freaks are getting on my nerves... Oops, those certified freaks in BV, jgn terasa ye, yeah you bring shame to the skewl. *big smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're personally invited by me or him then by all means you deserve to be there. It's on the 8, 9 &amp; 10th of Dec`04, Costa Sands Pasir Ris. It's Costa Sands not Downtown ok, get this in your thick skulled brain. Each person will have to contribute 10 buckeroos for accomadation, food, necessities &amp;amp; what so ever. We'll be heading to Wild Wild Wet &amp; Escape on the 9th most probably. The bbq will be held at night on the 8th but if there's still the itch for another one, we'll have it on the 9th also. For Wild Wild Wet &amp;amp; Escape, you'll provide yourself with your own cash. Like DUH. If I'm not wrong, the package's $23.90. Yeah, to some of you it is costly but think of the fun we'll be having together there. I mean this oppurtunity is kind of once in a lifetime. Hehe! Ok, not once rather. What I'm trying to say's that we don't &amp; won't really have the time to experience such fun together in the time to come. The ppl who's supposed to come are those &lt;strong&gt;GIRLS&lt;/strong&gt; I've invited &amp;amp; those &lt;strong&gt;GUYS&lt;/strong&gt; he's invited. No such thing as bringing the significant other of the other gender unless you think he/she'll be able to mingle with us. You come, you pay ok. If there's any extra cash left, we'll distribute it evenly when heading to Wild Wild Wet &amp;amp; Escape. To those who are sleeping over, I LOVE YOU, YES I DO-OOO! Hehehe! But to those you can't, it's simply ok. =) Whoever out there needs the form, tell me personally! &lt;em&gt;Nyehnyehnyeh.&lt;/em&gt; You know, I also know. I'm the chief right Lynee? *winks By the way, Ayieen's eldest bro or even her dad might just pop in anytime. So you'll behave right? =) Nah, that shouldn't be much of a problem. We're all experienced liars, actors plus actresses! Wooohooo! We'll have the hanky-pankies outh there ok. &lt;em&gt;Nyehnyehnyeh&lt;/em&gt;. =P Sorry. Hehe! You'll try your best to mix around with one another ok ppl. Just have fun fun fun! Gee. I'm tired... If there's anything else I'll update it in my coming entries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciaos. I love you. &lt;em&gt;Yes, you know who you are. Eee tak tau malu. =P&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499854-110207972480026665?l=quinqieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/110207972480026665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/110207972480026665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quinqieboo.blogspot.com/2004/12/yet-another-day-of-my-life.html' title='Yet another day of my life. =)'/><author><name>ViVaLiCiOuSLy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11789955603545046704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499854.post-110180236159157340</id><published>2004-11-30T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T14:52:58.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What You Waiting For? Tick Tock Tick Tock Tick Tock.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Yeah, you got it right-the title I gave for this entry's inspired by What You Waiting For by Gwen Stefani. Gosh she rocks! Well, I've kinda idolise her for quite some time but after watching her &lt;strong&gt;funky &lt;/strong&gt;performance on TRL last night, gosh, I realised she's a&lt;strong&gt; superb&lt;/strong&gt; star! But she ain't a super hot female, why? She doesn't have the figure at all-nu'uh! &lt;s&gt;Boobies&lt;/s&gt; nor &lt;s&gt;booties&lt;/s&gt;! Yeah, nobody's perfect. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, according to her song, it kinda sends out a message whereby we, &lt;strong&gt;young&lt;/strong&gt; females, have to cherish our precious time by having real fun, getting wild, wild &amp; even wilder but at the same time learning from the rollercoaster experiences! Woohoo! Neat lyrics that song has maan. Family's mentioned in the first part of the song... &lt;em&gt;'What a family, how did the years go by? Now it's only me.'...&lt;/em&gt; It relates to me somehow, I feel. In some parts of the song also, she mentioned how it would really feel if we were to find out we're in a tough dilemma but we can't seem to escape from it how hard we try. But whatever it is, we must never give up in any situation as it is your own life risk &amp;amp; we must make it on our own, in other words, being independent. =) Time isn't waiting for us at all but we're the ones who're always chasing after it. Hmm... That is so true esp. when u realised that you regret your actions after doing something really silly-be whatever it is, in your personal life undertakings, your love life &amp; the decisions you make in life. Gosh. &lt;strong&gt;Life is complicated.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Born to bloom, bloom to perish. If you're wondering why it sounds familiar, that's my current MSN nick. I love that simple phrase. It's true... You're born into this world to a whole lot of ups &amp;amp; downs in your experiences &amp; you learn to give your best but after all that's been done, you still DIE. Haha! Cool huh?! ;) Getting physical in lust's also mentioned in this song... Why not go all the way when your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Sex" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;sex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; chromosomes are higly active &amp; when you know you're capable of doing it!? Woohoo! Going all the way as in having &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Sex" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;sex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. Yeah, simply &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Sex" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;sex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;! *grins widely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gwen Stefani digs the Japan trends-yeah, the particular Jap girl's way of dressing esp. That's what she said during her short interview last night. Hmm... Jap trends huh?! Well... I'm not into it at all. Okie, maybe just the hairstyles they posses. Kinda cool when you think of it! =P They've certainly got wicked style! I mean, you can see it for yourself that these Jap ppl have their unique identity maan! Once you come across a girl with straight short fringe plus long hair, a preppy top which others don't really wear, long knee length socks, palm shoes &amp;amp; so the list goes on, you'll recognise the female who posseses the Jap trend. Get what I mean? Yeah... Teehee! Not forgetting to mention, Japan's ouh-ever-so modern technology! Their gadgets, machines &amp; countless product brands! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fuhyooo!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Ehehehe! Well, I wanna sum up this entry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urrm. I don't really know why I kinda dedicate this entry to the song maan. Well, maybe it's simply because I've fallen deep in love with the song! Woohoo! I'm loving it to bits &amp;amp; pieces! You guessed it right again, What You Waiting For's running on my playlist right now. Haha! I've repeated the song so many darn times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Look at your watch now!', 'You're still a super hot female!', 'What you waiting for?', 'Take a chance you stupid ho!'...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Nyehnyehnyeh.&lt;/em&gt; Get this in your brain okie my ladies?! =P~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 0410pm, I haven't showered yet. Haha! Wheee! Okie, I gotta go shower now. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Splishy splashy!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciaos. I love you. &lt;em&gt;You know who you are.&lt;/em&gt; *winks &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/7499854-110180236159157340?l=quinqieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/110180236159157340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/110180236159157340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quinqieboo.blogspot.com/2004/11/what-you-waiting-for-tick-tock-tick.html' title='What You Waiting For? Tick Tock Tick Tock Tick Tock.'/><author><name>ViVaLiCiOuSLy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11789955603545046704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499854.post-110166509308241062</id><published>2004-11-29T02:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T14:53:37.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay! Hurhur!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Wheee! A new look for my bloggy FINALLY! Tssk. I'm sick of dull &lt;strong&gt;black&lt;/strong&gt; backgrounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh. I am missing you real bad. I wanna see you soon... Real soon ok?! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, go tag yarh. Comment on the new look. Hmm... I'm simply loving it! It's bright, cheerful &amp;amp; preeetyfull! Hehe! =P And yesh, i feel blessed... That explains why my bloggy has this look. Wheee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0203AM. Ciaos. I wanna go sleep now. I love u... You know who you are. Oh yea, go look at the raye pics. Hehe! =P &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/7499854-110166509308241062?l=quinqieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/110166509308241062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/110166509308241062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quinqieboo.blogspot.com/2004/11/yay-hurhur.html' title='Yay! Hurhur!'/><author><name>ViVaLiCiOuSLy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11789955603545046704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499854.post-110118046739064436</id><published>2004-11-23T11:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T14:54:19.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JuSt LoSe It! ArGh ArGh ArGh ArGh ArGh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hello! Well it's been quite some time since i last update huh. Haha! I've been busy or rather too lazy. Hehe! This will be a short entry too i guess, just for the sake of keeping this bloggy alive yarh. *winks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Wheee! I'll be meeting him later. It's kinda hard to meet up nowadays since he's been werking. Sheesh. I really miss hanging around with him. Hmm... =) *shakes BIG bum (hehe!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so i'm gonna get Ayieen's burfdae prezy too later. Haha! Ayieen are you reading this?! Hehe! I hope not but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go turn ma closet upside down right now. It's just that I wanna wear sumteenk else that I feel refreshed in. Oh sheesh. What crap... Hehe! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata. &lt;strong&gt;I love u Di.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499854-110118046739064436?l=quinqieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/110118046739064436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/110118046739064436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quinqieboo.blogspot.com/2004/11/just-lose-it-argh-argh-argh-argh-argh.html' title='JuSt LoSe It! ArGh ArGh ArGh ArGh ArGh!'/><author><name>ViVaLiCiOuSLy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11789955603545046704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499854.post-110068703124501560</id><published>2004-11-17T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T14:55:04.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JaLaN rAyE (xPrEsS &amp; nA pEePs) PaRt 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Lynee got it wrong at her bloggy on her recent post for tomoro's&lt;em&gt; jln raye&lt;/em&gt;. Teehee! Yea, the time we're supposed to meet up tomoro for both guys &amp; girls is 11 at their respective places BUT it's gonna be an hour or half an hour earlier now. So to those who're joining us tomoro, puh-lease take note yarh! So here's the details...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jalan Raye -Express &amp;amp; N.A peeps- Part 1&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(yea, there are 2 parts in case u didn't noe! =) )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Guys: Meet at Tampines MRT Control Stat. @ 10.30am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The guys will be heading to Fathi's om ferst.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ghurliees: Meet at Ke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=MBA" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;mba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ngan MRT Control Stat. @ 10.30am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The ghurliees will be heading to Aisha Bec's om ferst.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Puh-lease be on time yarh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Oh yea. I had somebody, a guy, asking me what he should be wearing tomoro. Tssk. Puh-lease be in your baju kurung plus kain samping if u have one ok! Don't let history repeat itself...cos last year i remember somebody wearing &lt;em&gt;kemeja&lt;/em&gt; &amp; pants-Md. Rohaizad Bin Mansor. &lt;em&gt;Funfair eyh kuar jln raye kai gitu, eyh kite tak faveret larh ok&lt;/em&gt;. =P So who planned everyteenk? Yassh AGAIN! Yesh, ME! Hehehe! Nvm, it's really fun planning all these though it's tiring &amp;amp; troublesome at times. =) Remember, there still is Part 2 next week! *winks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I can't wait for tomoro! &lt;strong&gt;Wooohooo&lt;/strong&gt;! Tata, i love u Dadi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499854-110068703124501560?l=quinqieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/110068703124501560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/110068703124501560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quinqieboo.blogspot.com/2004/11/jalan-raye-xpress-na-peeps-part-1.html' title='JaLaN rAyE (xPrEsS &amp; nA pEePs) PaRt 1'/><author><name>ViVaLiCiOuSLy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11789955603545046704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499854.post-110044873878776099</id><published>2004-11-15T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-03T21:28:00.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1sT. dAe. Of. RaYe. `04</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Wheee! &lt;strong&gt;1st day of Hari Raya&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family &amp; I went to 2 houses; my gram's &amp; my 2nd aunt's place (ma mum's side). I know most of my friends would have probably went to much much more houses. BUT...I have concluded that I'd received the largest amount of collection yet! Haha! &lt;strong&gt;Boo ya&lt;/strong&gt;! *winks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh. Sumteenk real bad had to take place when I was at ma gram's. I shouldn't &amp;amp; shall not elaborate about it here. Don't even try getting anything outta my mouth cos I was really disappointed til I yelled &amp; broke down for a period of time. Sheesh. I don't even wanna think about it. Things brightened up much much more when i was at ma aunt's. My far cuzzins were also there &amp;amp; being a H-U-G-E family, i got lotsa green packets from the elderlys. Woohoo! Happy-ness! =) I just love ma family for being a large one cos raye's da bestest time to freely sink ma pocket! Muahaha! Oh yea...That dumb arse &lt;em&gt;kakak sedare&lt;/em&gt; of mine blurted this out when my dad was just 10 cm away (yes, 10 cm away only ok!) from me: "&lt;em&gt;Eyh eyh! Hari tu kite terserempak ngan dia. Dia ngan sape ajek tau tu! Mesti boyfren&lt;/em&gt;!". I knew I couldn't signal verbally since my dad was just right behind me so i showed her the oh-ma-gawd-do-u-want-me-to-get-killed-by-ma-own-dad-right-here face! Ahahaha! Yea I bet u know what kinda facial expression I'm referring to yarh. But then, she still couldn't figure out what I was tryna tell her. I decided to pinch her real hard &amp; since we were heading home, I grabbed my mummy's hand &amp;amp; walked down the stairs ever so quickly. Yea, u guessed it right! My mummy knew the dilemma I was in! Haha! She smiled sheepishly &amp; told me to come up with any excuse whom I was with the other day my &lt;em&gt;kakak sedare&lt;/em&gt; saw me with if my dad were to ask me about it.&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;Jengjengjeng...My dad asked me about it when we were in the car on the way home. He has sharp ears mind you. So I cooked up some &lt;em&gt;merepek-to-da-max&lt;/em&gt; story. I can't deny that I was totally panicking deep inside. Haha! But &lt;strong&gt;I am an experienced liar&lt;/strong&gt;-ask Lyn! Hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm slowly learning to simply lurrrve my hair! Ehehe! =P Tralala...I can't wait for more raye outings with whoever, whenever &amp;amp; wherever! Wootx!* Wooohooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eyh...My mummy just made some comments about my butt! Yea ma BIG &lt;em&gt;pantat&lt;/em&gt;! Kwang kwang Kwang! Wait...Or should I take what my mummy said as compliments?! Oh my gawd. I don't wanna reveal what she said to me here. Hahaha! If u ever get to know about it, I swear u'll die of suffering from terrible laughing fits! &lt;em&gt;Siak siak&lt;/em&gt;. Ok. I just got up from rolling on the floor laughing til I had tummy cramps &amp; my stomach almost burst ok! Oh gosh. =D My mummy &lt;em&gt;nga kekek sendiri nie&lt;/em&gt; right beside me! Ok I gotta stop here. I can't seem to type properly, my fingers are getting all jiggly! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna &amp;amp; hafta buzz off at this instant maan! Tata! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Psst&lt;/span&gt;...I love u Dadi! &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/7499854-110044873878776099?l=quinqieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/110044873878776099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/110044873878776099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quinqieboo.blogspot.com/2004/11/1st-dae-of-raye-04.html' title='1sT. dAe. Of. RaYe. `04'/><author><name>ViVaLiCiOuSLy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11789955603545046704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499854.post-110017816861868165</id><published>2004-11-11T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-03T21:28:33.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wHeN. i. SaE. i. LoVe. U. dArLiNg. Tt. MeAnS. fEr.GoOd.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I've not been having the mood to blog these few days. I don't exactly have a clue why though. Heeh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i really can relate to the lyrics of this song. But it's me being in the position here... U don't understand what i'm tryna say? Too bad. Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;This I Swear&lt;/strong&gt;" by Nick Lachey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're there by my side&lt;br /&gt;In every way&lt;br /&gt;I know that you would not forsake me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I give you my life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would not think twice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your love is all I need believe me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not say it quite as much as I should&lt;br /&gt;When I say I love you darling that means for good&lt;br /&gt;So open up your heart and let me in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I will love you 'til forever&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until death do us part we'll be together&lt;br /&gt;So take my hand and hold on tight&lt;br /&gt;And we'll get there&lt;br /&gt;This I swear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm wondering how I ever got by &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Without you in my life to guide me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where ever I go the one thing that's true&lt;br /&gt;Is everything I do I do for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I may not say it half as much as I should &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I say I love you darling that means for good&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So open up your heart and let me in&lt;br /&gt;And I will love you 'til forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Until death do us part we'll be together&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So take my hand and hold on tight&lt;br /&gt;And we'll get there&lt;br /&gt;This I swear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So whenever you get weary&lt;br /&gt;Just reach out for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll never let you down my love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I will love you 'til forever&lt;br /&gt;Until death do us part we'll be together&lt;br /&gt;So take my hand and hold on tight&lt;br /&gt;And we'll get there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I will love you 'til forever&lt;br /&gt;Until death do us part we'll be together&lt;br /&gt;So take my hand and hold on tight&lt;br /&gt;And we'll get there&lt;br /&gt;Ohh we'll get there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This I swear&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The words in bold are more meaningful to me. We humans are definitely a fool when it comes to love. ='(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U hurt me but i learnt a lot along the way. Now as for me, I'm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Moving" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;moving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; on... &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/7499854-110017816861868165?l=quinqieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/110017816861868165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/110017816861868165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quinqieboo.blogspot.com/2004/11/when-i-sae-i-love-u-darling-tt-means.html' title='wHeN. i. SaE. i. LoVe. U. dArLiNg. Tt. MeAnS. fEr.GoOd.'/><author><name>ViVaLiCiOuSLy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11789955603545046704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499854.post-109993064000540649</id><published>2004-11-08T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-28T21:25:51.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>u'Re. GoNe. u'LL. bE. rEmEmBeReD. aLwAeS.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Tears flowed down ma cheeks as soon as i started reading Nat's recent bloggy entry. I just couldn't take it anymore. I reali am missing her so badly &amp; I must sae tt i still haven't had enuff fun &amp;amp; laughter with her. &lt;strong&gt;Nat-Yassh loves u a looot &amp; yea she's missing u ever so terribly!&lt;/strong&gt; Haissh. None of us thought things would turn out simply this wae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dolliecrave.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ourworld.cs.com/missmitsiki/femalegroup11.gif" border="O" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lynee, Syazie, Yassh &amp;amp; Nat. &lt;strong&gt;=)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499854-109993064000540649?l=quinqieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/109993064000540649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/109993064000540649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quinqieboo.blogspot.com/2004/11/ure-gone-ull-be-remembered-alwaes.html' title='u&apos;Re. GoNe. u&apos;LL. bE. rEmEmBeReD. aLwAeS.'/><author><name>ViVaLiCiOuSLy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11789955603545046704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499854.post-109981648119193414</id><published>2004-11-07T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-28T21:27:05.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'M. bOrEd. PeRiOd.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zenhex.com/quiz.php?id=3417"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Which&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; Role Model are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.zenhex.com/quiz/3417/res3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nicole Richie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how to party! You might want to keep certain things in check, whether that be drinking, relationships, or shopping...etc. You get it. Now, go get a hot bf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu'uh. I oredi have ma Dadi! *winks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499854-109981648119193414?l=quinqieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/109981648119193414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/109981648119193414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quinqieboo.blogspot.com/2004/11/im-bored-period.html' title='i&apos;M. bOrEd. PeRiOd.'/><author><name>ViVaLiCiOuSLy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11789955603545046704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499854.post-109966950965278814</id><published>2004-11-05T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-28T21:27:38.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mOoD. sWiNgs. FeR. bLoGsPoT. uRgH~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I just discovered tt Blogspot has its mood swings. Yea, it's true. One minute it's all perky &amp; da otha it's all blue. Ok fyne. It's just tt sumtymes Blogspot gives us lotsa stoopid probs. When u're really in da mood to blog &amp;amp; mayb even when u've typed a looong plus interesting entry, eitha da colours dun werk or da entry disappears just lyk tt. Kewl crap baybe. *rolls eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh yea. Lyn &lt;strong&gt;FINALLY&lt;/strong&gt; got her menstruation fer da month of Ramadhan! Yay-ness fer her &amp; actually me too cos she can now join me jolly! Wooohooo! We're planning to catch anotha movie on Mondae! Wootx! I can't wait fer tt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha! Da Chicken Dance just crossed ma mind! Everybody out there reading tis entry is free to ask me fer a peek or even a looong stare at da Chicken Dance clip i recorded &amp;amp; guess whu was da star? Nur Adilin Bte Md Ismail. Yesh yesh. It is Snail-mail's daughter &lt;strong&gt;AGAIN&lt;/strong&gt;! Wakakaka! She looked so darn silly sia. I swear! Shitto, i'm having cramps afta all da laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna buz off now. I'm not really in da mood to blog. I dunno why! Tralalalala... He's really having fun out with his frens todae &amp; yea i'm happy fer him. It's been quite some tyme since he last went out with his buddies. Haha! Did i just sae buddies?! Reminds me of tis... &lt;strong&gt;'Hey Buddy&lt;/strong&gt;!' Ryte Lyn?! Ahahaha! Oh well. Tata. I love u Dadi. Muakx!* ;) &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/7499854-109966950965278814?l=quinqieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/109966950965278814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/109966950965278814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quinqieboo.blogspot.com/2004/11/mood-swings-fer-blogspot-urgh.html' title='mOoD. sWiNgs. FeR. bLoGsPoT. uRgH~'/><author><name>ViVaLiCiOuSLy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11789955603545046704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499854.post-109957690811326760</id><published>2004-11-04T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T22:01:48.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>URGH</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;URGH. BLOODY BLOGSPOT. I TYPED A LOOONG ENTRY &amp;amp; IT DISAPPEARED JUST LIKE TAT. KEWL CRAP. NO I AIN'T GONNA TYPE ANOTHA ENTRY TODAE.&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/7499854-109957690811326760?l=quinqieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/109957690811326760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/109957690811326760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quinqieboo.blogspot.com/2004/11/urgh.html' title='URGH'/><author><name>ViVaLiCiOuSLy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11789955603545046704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499854.post-109946251504916079</id><published>2004-11-03T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-03T14:15:15.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'M. gOnNa. LiVe. mA. LyFe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;woohoo! i finali got a new hp afta not being able to do so fer da past 4 mths. sheesh. tt's a looong period of tyme. well at least fer me it is. so yea now i'm using Samsung E600C. i simply lurrrve da camera which is crystal clear unlike some otha hps. okok. i exaggerated a lil, but yea da cam's really clear. wootx!* urrm..i got it yest wit ma mummy. i lurrrve her! wheee! i wanted to get da new N7260 but da guy said its quality is not as good so yea i set off wit tis current one. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hmm..so now i'm home frem skewl. it ended ard 12 as usual &amp; i reached om at 1. tts early huh. Yassh neva gets om early ever! well..it's bcos of tis sumone whu promised to called me up to dycde where we're gonna head to but SHE FELL ASLEEP instead! i feel lyk strangling her to death! she's Nur Adilin bte Md Ismail. &lt;em&gt;eyh Snail-mail tak ajar kau pakai telefon eyh ghurl&lt;/em&gt;! i am gonna &lt;em&gt;bunoh&lt;/em&gt; u tomoro! it's bcos of u i'm rotting at om, bored in bliss &amp;amp; all poutty. urgh. oh well. nyahnyahnyah. *laughs evilly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;let's now begin with da countdown for &lt;em&gt;raye&lt;/em&gt;! 10 more daes baybe-yeaaa!!! duit raye here i come- u can run but u cannot hide! hurhur! new baju raye, new &lt;em&gt;kasot raye&lt;/em&gt;, new &lt;em&gt;bag raye&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;duit raye&lt;/em&gt;, da scrumptious cookies, &lt;em&gt;serondeng&lt;/em&gt; (woohoo! i dig tis! i'm craving fer it! =P ), &lt;em&gt;jalan raye&lt;/em&gt; &amp; blablabla. wooohooo! yeyey! okok. i'm gettin all dreamy here, i'll stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;oh. guess wad?! Snail-mail's daughter just called me. yea, she jus woke up frem cleep. meaning i gotta rush now. well at least i'm goin out instead of bein stuck at om. woohoo! she wants to trim her hair &amp; maybe we'll go take some more neopics! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;tata. hugs &amp;amp; kisshes-&lt;strong&gt;i love u Dadi.&lt;/strong&gt; muakx!*&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/7499854-109946251504916079?l=quinqieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/109946251504916079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/109946251504916079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quinqieboo.blogspot.com/2004/11/im-gonna-live-ma-lyfe.html' title='i&apos;M. gOnNa. LiVe. mA. LyFe'/><author><name>ViVaLiCiOuSLy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11789955603545046704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499854.post-109923341241238797</id><published>2004-10-31T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T22:38:58.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nEaR, fAr</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i found out tat a handful of ppl had tears rollin down their cheeks afta readin ma previous entry. gosh. i feel bad. but yea it's a sad one tho. hmm. i'm still tinkin abt it til now. starting frem tomoro tings will neva be da same for 3E4`04. oh well. life has got to go on. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ok tis short para is fer Syaz. Syaz-i am soo bloody happy fer u ghurliee! woohoo! wootx!* i told ya ryte?! hurhur! see, i knew i'm a lil physic. niwaes, may God bless u both. come to any of ur bytches fer advice aite ghurl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hmm..todae i helped ma mummy spring clean da om. yesh, i got very exhausted. i swept &amp; vacuumed da floor, mopped da floor, cleaned da windows, threw awae unwanted stuf &amp;amp; blablabla. Eza came ova layta &amp;amp; she helped me look around fer cat collars at Pet Tales. finally ma cats got a lil itsy bitsy touch up! hurhur! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;there's nutin else left to blog. i'm B-O-R-E-D. tata. muakx*. i'll neva end w/o tis-&lt;strong&gt;i love u Dadi&lt;/strong&gt;. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499854-109923341241238797?l=quinqieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/109923341241238797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/109923341241238797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quinqieboo.blogspot.com/2004/10/near-far.html' title='nEaR, fAr'/><author><name>ViVaLiCiOuSLy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11789955603545046704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499854.post-109906469988828559</id><published>2004-10-29T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T00:01:30.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tRa.La.La.La.La HmM..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ouh whee! i dunno why but i'm feeling happier each dae! isn't tt great? it's a fantastic feeling, i've neva felt tis wae fer quite some tyme!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterdae me &amp; ma dearie &lt;em&gt;buke &lt;/em&gt;out-we went to Sakura @ Penin. yumyum da food was delicious! or maybe it was bcos i was really hungry. but hell yea, i was really fuckin bloated but i ain't tt sure abt him! heehee! bfer tt we went to Flash &amp; Splash @ Citylink to redeem da Surf's Up card! woohooo! finally-afta spending 1000 ova bucks?! yay-ness! layta we headed to town to check out da stufx at da otha surf brands stores. yea, tts wad we lurrrve to do! =) we bought Famous Amos again! i wanted to go Swensens fer ma ice-cream but he refused to! afta much persuasion &amp;amp; seduction (yea baybe-seduction! hurhur!), he still didn't wanna go. &lt;em&gt;haiyoo&lt;/em&gt;! heehee! nvm abt tt-there's alwaes next tyme! owh yea,thx dearie fer taking care of me yest-muakx* i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wad abt todae? well, we got bac our report books. i'm grateful tt i got promoted to Sec4E-tts all i care. yea, i was really depressed during da End-Of-Year-Exams04, u peeps should noe why yarh. at one point of tyme, i really thought i wouldn't make it thru. but &lt;em&gt;alhamdulillah &lt;/em&gt;everyteenk's fyne now. =) so afta tt me &amp; Lyn went to Yana's om to slack around. we took pictures, pictures &amp;amp; lotsa pictures! we really did kill tyme with all those silly poses huh Lyn? ;) we even had to buy more batteries when they got flat. hurhur! kewl crap! urrm i'm kinda lazy to blabber abt wad we did there cos it's all da usual yet fun stufx so u peeps should noe larh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna dedicate tis entry to da retainees in ma class-3E4`04. da 9 of em-Syazana, Natasha, Dolly, Ivy, Serene, Dennis, Manpreet, Haziq &amp; Faris.. yea, todae's da last dae as 3E4. tyme flies real fast-fasta den we thought yea? no doubt tt i dun feel fer some of em whu's being retained but to da rest of y'all-i'll miss u ppl, i'm oredi missing em now. haissh.. =( here we go. &lt;strong&gt;Syaz&lt;/strong&gt;, we got closer in tis class &amp;amp; to tink tt we were even tight enemies last tyme. gosh. i really am gonna miss u ghurl-da bytching, our recess togetha, us being &lt;em&gt;cacat&lt;/em&gt; ppl, u &amp; me being lazy bummers &amp;amp; loads more. &lt;strong&gt;Nat&lt;/strong&gt;, our bytching sessions too, our exchange of vulgarities (hehe!), making da fake MCs fer u, dycyding if we should skip skewl or not thru SMSes, ur peenk-alwaes-filled watterbottle (teehee!), our filling-up-water sessions (i am gonna miss tis sia! =( ), sharing our relationship secrets &amp; even more. i am gonna miss u Nat! haissh. &lt;strong&gt;Dolly&lt;/strong&gt;, ur singing would linger in ma mynd, ur spunky attitude towards da teachas (hell yea!), ur care &amp;amp; concern, ur ideas &amp; anytin else. even though we ain't close, i'll still be tinkin of u. &lt;strong&gt;Ivy&lt;/strong&gt;, ur enthusiasm fer da class, ur i-want-Victor tymes &amp;amp; more. i'll miss u too. &lt;strong&gt;Serene&lt;/strong&gt;-yea, we've been through ups &amp; downs but we ain't close at all so i hav no comments-best wishes ghurl. &lt;strong&gt;Dennis&lt;/strong&gt;, ur crazy crap towards da teachas, ur lamo-supremo jokes, u asking me for da mirror (yea!), u looking at da OHP mirror, ur am-i-handsome Qs &amp;amp; lotsa otha crap. &lt;strong&gt;Manpreet&lt;/strong&gt;, ur where-is-Natasha Qs, ur u-and-ur-boy-how Qs, ur crappiness, ur defiance towards all teachas (lol!), ur sure-it's-shuga-free endorsement, ur thick accent &amp; more. &lt;strong&gt;Haziq&lt;/strong&gt;, ur i-am-innocent-i'm-sorry attitude towards us, ur everlasting jokes, ur basket-sia lines, ur joget &amp;amp; othas. &lt;strong&gt;Faris&lt;/strong&gt;, ur &lt;em&gt;slenge&lt;/em&gt;-ness, ur urrm-is-it-tis Qs, u being da sleepy head, u asking Qooqoobird Qs &amp; more. URGH!!! i'm missing u ppl! come back, dun get retained pls.. =( oh gawd. tears are welling up in ma eyes.. heehee! 4E4 won't be da same to any extent without u ppl. to those whu has appealed, i wish y'all all da best &amp;amp; i'm hoping to see y'all in 4E4. yea, todae's da last dae being in da same class wit da retainees. i lurrrve u ppl soo much. now y'all are officially G-O-N-E frem us. =( haissh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hav nutin else to sae. yea, i was really emotional when blabbering on da above para. gosh. i am missing u ppl. we won't be da same without u ppl. we won't at all.. til here fer now. tata. i miss ma dearie. i &lt;3 u Dadi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will the past be a shadow that will follow us round? I keep thinking that it's not goodbye. Keep on thinking it's a time to fly. Cause we're going on and we can't slow down. These memories are playing like a film without sound. -&lt;/em&gt;Graduation; Vitamin C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499854-109906469988828559?l=quinqieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/109906469988828559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/109906469988828559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quinqieboo.blogspot.com/2004/10/tralalalala-hmm.html' title='tRa.La.La.La.La HmM..'/><author><name>ViVaLiCiOuSLy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11789955603545046704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499854.post-109879355092259822</id><published>2004-10-26T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T20:32:48.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FATHI'S A BIG FAT L-O-S-E-R! FUCK U!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Fathi-&lt;strong&gt;I KNEW IT WAS U&lt;/strong&gt;! u tink i'm stoopid, u tink me &amp; Lyn are dumb?! sheesh. u got it wrong boy, u got it soo fucking wrong! u wanna mess wit us huh?! fine, let's see wad retribution has in store specially for u, ma &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'dearest'&lt;/strong&gt; friend&lt;/em&gt;! i confronted u da ferst tyme but hell yea u were scared to admit-&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;COWARD=FATHI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! now we're far too convinced u're an &lt;strong&gt;ultimate egoistic lamo-supremo attention-seeking pathetic&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;L-O-S-E-R&lt;/strong&gt;! wad more can i sae...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;oh well. just u wait &lt;strong&gt;coward&lt;/strong&gt;. i wanna buzz off now, no more mood to blog thanks to u Fathi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;u're ma one &amp;amp; only, i love u though it means i'm hurting... =(&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/7499854-109879355092259822?l=quinqieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/109879355092259822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/109879355092259822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quinqieboo.blogspot.com/2004/10/fathis-big-fat-l-o-s-e-r-fuck-u.html' title='FATHI&apos;S A BIG FAT L-O-S-E-R! FUCK U!'/><author><name>ViVaLiCiOuSLy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11789955603545046704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499854.post-109871429811255798</id><published>2004-10-25T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T22:24:58.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cHiLL-nEsS! wOoWhEe!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;todae's da start of da &lt;strong&gt;Sec 3E/4N Preparation Workshops 2004&lt;/strong&gt;. yea i had to make it sound major. hmmph wateva.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;0800-0910-EL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;0910-1020-GEOG ELECTIVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;1020-1100-Break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;1100-1200-MT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;wanna make a guess which tyme slot's ma favouritest?! tink hard ppl, tink really hard. *crumples her facial expression. YEA! U GOT IT BAYBE! IT'S 1020-1100! wootx!* =) although it's da fasting month, yea i still lurrrve &lt;strong&gt;Break&lt;/strong&gt; tyme! u can't blame me larh, every student digs it! tssk tssk tssk. ok fine i'll start wit some serious blogging now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Eng lesson was &lt;strong&gt;booring&lt;/strong&gt;, i swear i was half asleep wit da assignment Qooqoobird gave us. da whole class would just wait for each moment when she went outta da class to attend to someteenk else. hurhur! coool-ness. next it was supposed to be SS but somehow it's Geog Elective instead. we went to da Comp Lab! woohoo! dat dumb Carebear just couldn't kept his mouth shut for a simple single second. urgh. den it was Break! wootx!* so me, Lyn, Syaz &amp; Aisha crapped around... owh yea, me &amp;amp; Ayieen had a short sweet catfight! kewl huh Ayieen?! during MT, we really slacked around &amp; i mean we really did cos neitha Mr.Pi`e or Mr.Ishak came up. i lurrrve our skewl! hmm. owh yea, afta a crappy dae, some of us were overjoyed when we got to noe abt sumteenk! hurhur! i'll lock ma lips abt tis. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;me, Lyn, Syaz, Yana, Fat, Fifi, Aruna &amp; Siti went to TM to catch The Grudge. in da theatre, there were lotsa screaming goin on &amp;amp; i mean &lt;strong&gt;LOTS&lt;/strong&gt;! hurhur! but i was really pissed off with da 4 little Nyonyas bhind us-they were yakking &amp; eating non-stop! i swear they would get shortlisted for &lt;strong&gt;Singapore's Next Top Nyonyas&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;em&gt;nyehnyeh&lt;/em&gt;! i turned ma head left &amp;amp; right almost ten tymes to shut em up, i repeated maself lotsa tymes but they pretended not to hear anytin. dumb ass people. wateva. urgh. afta da movie, we headed to Toys R Us! yay-ness! we took photos wit &lt;em&gt;E-in cum Lyn's&lt;/em&gt; digicam-i hope Lyn'll upload em in her pc &amp; pass em to me! we were practically acting lyk 5 year olds there. eyh i just diggg da Halloween section- i bet all of us did just now! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i went off a lil earlier den da rest cos i had to meet Mama to go Parkwae &amp; some sort shop again! hehe! Apit drove us there-wheee! hurhur! hmm. i can't be bothered to blog anymore-tired liao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;tata. &lt;em&gt;aiks&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;strong&gt; i miss him&lt;/strong&gt;. tralalalala...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499854-109871429811255798?l=quinqieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/109871429811255798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/109871429811255798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quinqieboo.blogspot.com/2004/10/chill-ness-woowhee.html' title='cHiLL-nEsS! wOoWhEe!'/><author><name>ViVaLiCiOuSLy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11789955603545046704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499854.post-109862060696394533</id><published>2004-10-24T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T20:23:26.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sIcK oF tIs PsYcHo-ToTaLLy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;'ouh.there's a psycho on the loose claiming he's a spirit and wanting to kill me, Fathi and Yas. yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Yas says that we're so popular that people wanna do tis to us. yelarh i noe me, Fathi &amp; Yas are popular figures in skewl. u neva noe okay. desperados wit absolutely no lyfe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;well it did got me freaked out for a while. but i'm afraid i can't publicise the matter here. sorry ppl. no free drama to be passed around.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;well tat was part of Lyn's bloggy entry fer todae. oh well. yea we're tat known til ppl would botha doing all tis &amp; wasting their precious tyme. sheesh. wad a pathetic werld we live in huh. a single soul must be behind all tis shitto which i name &lt;strong&gt;KEWL CRAP&lt;/strong&gt;. there you go. thanks fer making me feel even more worthy &lt;strong&gt;sucka&lt;/strong&gt;! owh gee get a lyfe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;urrm. dun botha to ask wad happened as i had mentioned earlie. i'm just soo pissed off wit these poor &lt;strong&gt;losers&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i'm off.&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/7499854-109862060696394533?l=quinqieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/109862060696394533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/109862060696394533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quinqieboo.blogspot.com/2004/10/sick-of-tis-psycho-totally.html' title='sIcK oF tIs PsYcHo-ToTaLLy!'/><author><name>ViVaLiCiOuSLy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11789955603545046704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499854.post-109854482217959345</id><published>2004-10-23T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-23T23:20:22.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>uRgH~.. sUiT UrSeLf SUCKA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;me &amp; Mama brought da 2 cats, Mamat &amp;amp; Smokee, to da vet fer sterilisation early in da morn. afta tat we were off to somewhere-yea,it's some personal tingy so i'm not gonna talk abt it down here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ok. fyne. actualli i'm pissed. &lt;strong&gt;i am farkin pissed.&lt;/strong&gt; only Lin, Fathi &amp; ma dearie noes why. so to those whu'd lyk to noe wad's gonna on, dun botha asking any of us esp. me ok cos i wun entertain ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;oh well. i'm shivering, scared, traumatised, amazed, blahblahblah-NOT! suit urself larh SUCKA! buzz off u piece of syitto!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i'm outta here ryte now. i'd ratha go wait fer his call. he must be tired afta a looong dae-yea he's werkin now. muakx*!&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/7499854-109854482217959345?l=quinqieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/109854482217959345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/109854482217959345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quinqieboo.blogspot.com/2004/10/urgh-suit-urself-sucka.html' title='uRgH~.. sUiT UrSeLf SUCKA!'/><author><name>ViVaLiCiOuSLy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11789955603545046704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499854.post-109851489163179019</id><published>2004-10-22T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-23T15:01:31.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oUh..WhEe!~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;yesh it's &lt;strong&gt;official&lt;/strong&gt;-i am finally bac to blog! wootx!* i soo miss blogging! muakx ma dearie bloggy! hmm..ok i'll stop expressing how obsessed i am wit ma bloggy ok! *winks. so ppl how's da new look? yea it's simple but i simply lurve it baybe! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i lurve him. i lurve him. i lurve him.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ma dearie &amp; i met todae-finally! i feel lyk as though we haven't met in ages! *chuckles. so we met at City Hall ard 4.45 &amp;amp; i reached ferst! an accomplishment ya noe! hehe! he wanted to redeem da Surf's Up card but i didn't bring along ma receipts for da very ferst tyme! he brought his tis tyme for da very ferst tyme afta countless reminders frem me! hmmph. u noti boi! i had dcyded to put ma receipts awae cos they were makin ma wallet fatter by da dae. oh well. we headed to Flash &amp; Splash @ Citylink to check out sum stufx. tis tyme, surprisingly, i or we &lt;strong&gt;didn't&lt;/strong&gt; get anytin! hehe! we strolled here &amp;amp; there for da newbies &amp; we were off to Penin. he&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;got anotha similar shirt which he got da otha dae except for its colour.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;brown&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;then &amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;baby blue&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;he wanted to break fast at Swensens @ Somerset, i wanted Swensens @ Parkwae. so i persuaded him wit ma &lt;em&gt;manja-ness!&lt;/em&gt; it worked! *winks. so we took da train to Eunos. when we were going down da stairs, he said &lt;em&gt;'Eh u! Mama!'.&lt;/em&gt; i was lyk &lt;em&gt;urrm ryte&lt;/em&gt; cos he was alwaes playing around. but...i tilted ma head &amp; i saw Mama! hehe! i told him we should rush out cos i didn't tell Mama i was out yet meeting him at tis tyme-actually i wanted to escape frem da housewerk chores. hehe! he kept on presuading me to go greet Mama togetha wit him but i refused &amp;amp; refused &amp; refused... til i thought yea, &lt;em&gt;why not-it's not as if it's Baba&lt;/em&gt;! so i ran up to her frem da bac &amp;amp; yea she was a lil shocked to see me there. she got even more shocked when she saw him. teehee! =P~ but Mama just smiled, talked to him for a short while &amp; told us to head off. yay-ness!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;den we walked to da bus stop &amp; took 966 to Parkwae. we went up &amp;amp; down &amp; around Parkwae just to let tyme go by. cos da tyme fer breaking fast was 06:54 &amp;amp; it was still abt 5 plus?! hehe! we got kinda bored. at 6:30 we finally went in Swensens to sit down ferst &amp; order our yummy food! he got da Sheriff's Mix Grilled &amp;amp; i got da Cajun Catfish-is tt how da dishes were known as?! *chuckles. urgh whu cares. oh yea fer dessert, he got Gold Rush &amp; a single Cookies &amp;amp; Cream scoop, i got Chocolate Crunch! &lt;em&gt;woohoo!&lt;/em&gt; delicious... we couldn't deny tt we were too full afta finishing up everyteenk, gosh we were bloated! hehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;both of us agreed on taking a cab to Geylang-da &lt;em&gt;bazaar&lt;/em&gt; larh not some dirrrty place ok! we played around in da cab blahblahblah... so it wasn't tt crowded at all at Geylang-hmm..strange! so we saw a handful of typical minahs &amp; mats-urgh. yuck! i felt lyk puking. urgh. &lt;strong&gt;stoopid minahs who over-flaunt their bodies!&lt;/strong&gt; eeew yucks larh.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;oh well. let em burn in hell! muahahaha! oh yea all those mat tapered. get a life larh!!! u ppl bring such shame to da Malay society or should i ratha sae Muslim. ok enuff of da &lt;em&gt;bazaar &lt;/em&gt;sightings! he oso bought &lt;em&gt;deng-deng&lt;/em&gt;! hehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;we ended off near Paya Lebar MRT stat, we took da train to Eunos &amp; he sent me om! we walked in da rain-i was wearing a white top; mind u! he hung around at ma place fer a while &amp; talked to Mama. he played wit ma cats. blahblahblah... den he went off cos it was gettin late. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i had a great tyme wit him. i wish to spend more nytes out wit him. muakx* i'm tired... ZzZ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499854-109851489163179019?l=quinqieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/109851489163179019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/109851489163179019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quinqieboo.blogspot.com/2004/10/ouhwhee.html' title='oUh..WhEe!~'/><author><name>ViVaLiCiOuSLy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11789955603545046704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499854.post-109365562876412765</id><published>2004-08-28T09:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-23T00:29:39.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a SaTuRdAe.. &amp; i'M fEeLiNg B O R E D!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;morning ppl! it's a Saturdae morning &amp; gOsH~ i'm bored stuck here in front of ma pc.. well, i guess da reason's tt it's still 9 am?! LoL! i bet lotsa ma homies not awake yet xcept fer those whu hav stoopid CCAs on every Sat! hMm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey! i miss ma HGS chicas! i'm soo glad i'll be meeting em tis Tues! wOoHoO! we're gonna hang out lyk we used to, blab all da wae &amp;amp; hav fun, fun, fun! wHeEe~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hMm.. i've alwaes tried to find da werds but they dun seem to come out ryte.. y's tt so?! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm in no mood to blog ok.. tAtAx! i'll be bac layta..&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/7499854-109365562876412765?l=quinqieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/109365562876412765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/109365562876412765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quinqieboo.blogspot.com/2004/08/saturdae-im-feeling-b-o-r-e-d_28.html' title='a SaTuRdAe.. &amp; i&apos;M fEeLiNg B O R E D!'/><author><name>ViVaLiCiOuSLy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11789955603545046704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499854.post-109348289327186105</id><published>2004-08-26T09:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-23T00:27:21.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hMm..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hihi! hMm.. yesterdae i fell asleep soo damn early on Mama's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Bed" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; &amp; i didn't get to tok wit ma dearie! so stoopid of me! when i finally woke up, i looked at da wall clock hoping tt it was onli 11 plus but gOsH~ it was oredi 5am-which means it's todae 260804! LoL! i swear i could hav slapped maself hard on both cheeks! *sLaP sLaP* =P~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here i am in da comp lab having Maths lesson.. but wadda hell.. we're on da &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Internet" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; having lotsa fun! wHeE~! eyh brb ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wHeE~! i'm bac.. actuali i dun hav muc to blabber abt now.. hMm.. i'm jus day-dreaming-i wanna get more Roxy stufx tis Sat! how abt ma new hp? i guess tt'll be next month huh.. i dun wanna burn ma mum's cash jus lik dat yet cos i still hav an xtra mobile.. so i'll jus use it fer now.. hMm.. let's see wad i wanna get tis Sat at Flash &amp;amp; Splash! i hafta go look at ma wishlist.. uRrGh~ forget it, i'll jus ponder on wad i wanna &amp;amp; hafta get tis Sat! i am soo excited! hArHaR! =P~&lt;br /&gt;1. a Roxy/Ripcurl sling fer skewl (urrm.. da Nike one's gorgeous too sia! gOsH~)&lt;br /&gt;2. a Paul Frank or Surfbabe top&lt;br /&gt;3. a Roxy mini totebag or sling&lt;br /&gt;4. anotha Roxy wallet?! a more sophisticated one tis tyme-LoL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well actualli i hav lotsa stufx more.. but now it's recess so...... tAtAx! i love ma dearie.. =P~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499854-109348289327186105?l=quinqieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/109348289327186105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/109348289327186105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quinqieboo.blogspot.com/2004/08/hmm.html' title='hMm..'/><author><name>ViVaLiCiOuSLy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11789955603545046704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499854.post-109333745153865595</id><published>2004-08-23T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-23T00:29:58.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sToOpId FrEaKs.. SuC a WaStE oF mA tYmE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;lotsa farkin shitty tings happened.. yea u get it.. it's da darn argument abt tt lepe's hp &amp; 50 bucks.. uRrGh~.. wad crap! ma boo &amp;amp; Zu came afta skewl to confront Serene &amp; clique plus her dardar Thomas.. yUcKs! da sight of em all makes me puke.. esp her! kanina! halfwae of arguing, 2 waterbombs were being thrown frem a resident.. uRrGh~.. wad da fuck? lyk do we care?! it must hav been soo scary.. yarh, we were all freaked out! okok i'm bein sarcastic here fer those whu dun get it.. hMm.. when i got all pissed &amp;amp; raging wit anger, i slammed ma wallet &amp; hp on da floor! sum of em there found it reali scary seeing me lik dat.. well, it's da ferst tyme ma present 3E4 classmates see how ugly i get when i'm angry.. so dun try to mess wit me ok?! hArHaR! hmm.. yelar, dorang pon dah paisey.. oh yea, next tyme if u wanna sae sumtin personal to ur fren, ma 'dear' Serene, even tho it's in ur language, dun xpec us to be slenge not to undastan wad u trying to sae larh gurl.. muthafucka! dun ever forget tt we're living in a multi-racial country! ma boo's Chinese &amp;amp; ma mummy too.. stoopid arh u.. how more bodoh can u get?! yea, it went on &amp; on fer a looong dragging tyme ya noe.. i'm jus too lazy to blabber abt it here rite now.. uRrGh~.. it makes ma blood boil fer no farkin sensable reason! so i'm outta here now.. pEaCe! xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i LoVe U mA sAyAnG.. mUaCkZ! ;P&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/7499854-109333745153865595?l=quinqieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/109333745153865595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/109333745153865595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quinqieboo.blogspot.com/2004/08/stoopid-freaks-suc-waste-of-ma-tyme.html' title='sToOpId FrEaKs.. SuC a WaStE oF mA tYmE!'/><author><name>ViVaLiCiOuSLy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11789955603545046704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499854.post-109308919599921462</id><published>2004-08-21T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-23T00:30:23.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hAiZ~.. ='(</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;life reali sucks fer me nowadaes.. i'd feel betta off dead den suffa in tis werld of unfairness.. hAiZ.. ='( ma family's oredi torn apart since den but it's gettin worse now.. &amp; i hav lotsa tingx in ma mind, ma mind nids to be cleared immediately but i dun seem to hav da power to do tt on ma own.. i nid sumone by ma syde in tymes lyk tis.. i wanna let out ma true feelings which are stuck deep down insyde to sumone whu reali undastanx me, cares fer me, adores me, loves me.. yea i do admit tt i bottle up da crisis tt i hafta face &amp;amp; i face it all on ma own.. i dun wanna do anytin animore, i jus wanna hav a life &amp;amp; werld of ma own.. why do i even exist in tis werld?! i'm confused.. haiz.. all of da memories so close to me are jus fading awae slowly now..&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/7499854-109308919599921462?l=quinqieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/109308919599921462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/109308919599921462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quinqieboo.blogspot.com/2004/08/haiz.html' title='hAiZ~.. =&apos;('/><author><name>ViVaLiCiOuSLy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11789955603545046704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499854.post-109283162350813657</id><published>2004-08-18T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-23T00:30:42.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3E4! sHoWiNg SuM tRuE uNiTy?! FiNaLLy?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hello! wHoA~! i've had not been up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=dating" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;dating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; fer quite sum tyme huh! well it's jus tat there're had been many refreshing events goin on lately in ma lyfe! wHeEe! it has had been fun these daes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. 3E4! hMm.. wad can i sae abt ma loving class? there've been a handful of changes since last week.. ma class have been more lively &amp; fresh these daes ya noe! and.. wHeEe! i'm lovin it! it's mainly da dance we're performin on Teachax' Dae tt has had brought us all togetha now! u see.. a few of da &lt;em&gt;semangat&lt;/em&gt; gurls in ma class had came up wit the idea &amp;amp; i was saying 'Hey.. Why not?!'.. at ferst, i hopefully tot tt since i'm one of da panel judges fer da auditions tis year, i could judge our dance &amp; mayb be a lil biased?! =P~ LoL! okok, tt's not it.. it's jus tt we wanna show da people who've been discriminating us, 3E4, tt we're muc muc betta den em! u farked up ppl-ya tink jus bcos we're da last Express stream class, we're not capable of anytin cos of our 'laziness' &amp;amp; attitude problems?! buzz off &amp; stay outta our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Business" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;business&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;! we, 3E4, are definitely da bucncha peepx tt are hot in handling arts.. if any of ya out ther's not sure which definition of arts i'm referring to, den read da sentence a few tymes til it gets into ur brain &amp;amp; lastly look up da dictionary if u still hav no clue! hArHaR! noti Yassh!.. =P~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;niwaez da re-auditions were supposed to end last Fridae but bcos of da poor response &amp; shorta tyme, da committee den dcyded to reschedule it &amp;amp; it's partly fer our class! hEhE! wad can we sae?! Ms Qooqoobird's our co-form teacha! bLuEk! =P~ so we're gonna audition tomoro wit Ms Qooqoobird as da onli judge instead of da normal panel judges! wHeE! hMm.. i noe da class hopes to get thru da auditions but we ourselves are doin tis fer da sake of sum unity amongst all of us, both our form teachax &amp; fer fun too! =) so jus now we started our dance prac during da last two periods since Mrs Koh had to attend to sumtin else.. yea there was anotha teacha in our class.. at ferst he didn't allow us to get da radio &amp;amp; do our stuf but afta persuading &amp; 'seducing' him, we made it! wHeE! joyness! we managed to complete 4/5 of da whole ting which means we're onli left wit da skits! we hav da classical ballroom dance, sum kick-boxing dance (LoL!) &amp;amp; lotsa hip-hop moves! nyce &amp; neato! it was real fun learning all of da moves fer every single category! there was also a bubble tea session bfer we started! hArHaR! fun ryte 3E4 peepx?! ;) oh yea.. i was supposed to attend &lt;em&gt;tarian&lt;/em&gt; but bLuRrRgH~.. but Kak Lina was oryte wit it, she was certainly in a very very good mood! she gave me Chocolate Rice Buns &amp; joked ard wit me! at tymes lyk tis-i lurve bein in&lt;em&gt; tarian&lt;/em&gt;!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, Ghaz, Dhir, Jusher, Fathi, Zad, Preet &amp;amp; Shasha left togetha.. we were da second buncha ppl to leave.. we were all dead beat esp da ones involved in da performance! but everytin went on smoothly.. yayness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hMm.. i mish ma dearie.. i wish i could make it up to him fer wadeva case i made him pissed at me fer.. hAiZ~.. i'll love him fer olwaez &amp;amp; he would neva be replaced.. *mMm..UaCkZ! i gtg do ma werk now.. cIaOx! &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/7499854-109283162350813657?l=quinqieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/109283162350813657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/109283162350813657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quinqieboo.blogspot.com/2004/08/3e4-showing-sum-true-unity-finally.html' title='3E4! sHoWiNg SuM tRuE uNiTy?! FiNaLLy?!'/><author><name>ViVaLiCiOuSLy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11789955603545046704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499854.post-109178731879398064</id><published>2004-08-06T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-23T00:31:43.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hMm..WhErE tO?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fRiDaE 060804&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey ho! we had our National Dae celebration at da &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Bed" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ok Sports Hall &amp; it wasn't tt boring at all tis year.. Sec 3s won da community singing! wHeEe~! we got lollipops as a gift, kinda pathetic ryte?! but nvm.. it's all fer fun &amp;amp; joy! we were so damn 'semangat' thruout da whole event! i was walking bac &amp; forth mixing around wit everybodi &amp;amp; disturbing em too! irritating Yassh..! wHeEe~! =P~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, Lyn, Syaz, Aisha, Shila &amp; Jaclyn were supposed to hang around at Aisha's crib but da we hadta cancel our plans.. cos Alfi had forgotten to bring Wawan's VCD.. stoopid idiotic guy~! plus Magrib oso didn't bring Ira's VCD.. gOsH~ how forgetful can they be?! we hav lyk reminded em umpteenth tymes! gRrRr! we were all soo disappointed, no more in da mood oredi.. hAiZ~.. den sumbodi suggested we go rent a VCD at Video Ezy.. Jaclyn has da membership card.. so y not?! i was holdin one to da card feelin freakin xcited! LoL! but.. afta abt an hour layta, Jaclyn had realised tt her sis has not returned da previous VCD yet so.. uRrRgGh! plan B destroyed.. so no goin ova to Aisha's crib todae to watch movie-Pontianak Sundal Malam! LoL! =P~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, Lyn &amp;amp; Syaz den went off to Mac &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Bed" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ok cos da rest we goin om to get ready fer da NP bbq.. we bumped into Basheer Bacen at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Bed" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ok Intc.. eEeEe! eyh Ira, he looked so slenger siak! gOsH~ =P~ no offence kz.. even his own boo, Hazirah bte MRO,shares da same opinion, esp when he's in his skewl u.. LoL! Mac was lyk soo squeezy cos of da fakin 'ramai' crowd but luckily we had managed to get seats fast! hAhA! we 3 were waitin fer Ayieen.. it was lyk we were rotting stuck there waitin fer her to reach! hMm.. El, Debbie, Yi Ling, Ivy &amp; Yyc were oso ther.. surprisingly, lyk fer da ferst tyme, ther wasn't many peepx we bumped into at Mac.. dunno y sey! bOrInG~! it has been a long tyme since we hung around ther &amp;amp; it seems lyk everybodi has disappeared! ppl lyk Nanny, Rifa, Fiqa, Zura &amp; sum othaz.. where r u chicas?! LoL! oh yea.. i bumped into Shikin too! da one frem ma ma pri skewl wit da sweet mole! yea.. i mish hangin out wit her! thoz were da 'minah' daes! hMm.. i'm kinda recalling em in ma mind ryte now when i'm typing tis entry! LoL! kental nyer 'minah-minah' ni seme! =P~ i was lyk soo hungry jus now! Lyn oso! we were lyk complaining tt we weren't bloated at all! LoL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we headed to Bugis next.. in da train we were freakin loud! giggling, laughing, snorting &amp;amp; being stoopid in fronta everyone! aLaRh! whu cares! they were onli adults in ther, we dun giv a damn! hMm.. i reme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=MBA" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;mba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; one part when we all 'ke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=MBA" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;mba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ng' our nose! i started ferst wit no intention of it to get passed around but den Lyn, Ayieen &amp; Syaz joined in! LoL! funny lar these chicas! i want to slap ur 'bontots'! hEhE! =P~ we went to Edge &amp;amp; walked around plus we took pics at da uRrM~ 'spotlite' tingy machine! stoopid farkin machine! i hate it &amp; i dislyk da pics to da core! we all promised not to upload em into our blogs so.. hAhA! too bad, no peek at those retarded pics ppl! =P~ we stroll, strolled &amp;amp; even more strolling!.. we had no idea wad to do next cos we were all pissed off wit da machine cum pics! da onli ting i had in ma mind was to go do ma brows at Jean Yip.. as a usual customer, i hav to pay onli $11 instead of $15 everytyme i go ther, all thanks to Tiffany Cheche! i lurrrve her larh! hEhE! she does ma brows brilliantly w/o fail everytyme i'm ther.. mUaCkZ! splendid job! bfer heading om, we looked at sum palm shoes cos i wanna get anotha one soon-mayb tis weekend! hMm.. those ther were pwetty but ther're more gorgeous ones at Far East! so bLuRrGh~!.. our stomachs kinda felt empty so i suggested we get sum finger food.. Lyn &amp; Ayieen bought tt 'kueh' which is oso ma fav but i was badly craving fer chocolates! i can't live w/o em! gOsH~ i'm so grateful &amp;amp; thankful to da person whu had discovered chocolate! wHeEe~! =P~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in da train, on our way bac, we were all so tired.. we were quite quiet! hEhE! i was da ferst one to drop off.. we look forwerd to meet soon tis hols! hEhE! i lurrrve em! tAtAx! *mMm..UaCkZ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499854-109178731879398064?l=quinqieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/109178731879398064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/109178731879398064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quinqieboo.blogspot.com/2004/08/hmmwhere-to.html' title='hMm..WhErE tO?!'/><author><name>ViVaLiCiOuSLy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11789955603545046704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499854.post-109163091841340811</id><published>2004-08-04T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-23T00:32:15.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DaDi-hAhA! oUhHh wHeEe~!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WeDnEsDaE 040804&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had our 2.4km run todae.. hMm.. i guessed ur curse didn't werk ryte Di? hAhA! =P~ yea, it was oryte.. not bad at all tis year fer everybodi! so afta skewl me &amp;amp; Ayieen planned furtha fer da 'ByTcH pIt'.. wHeEe~! see ya chicas there aite on Tues! those w/o da invitation card-hAhA! too bad den! hMm.. fer those peepx whu're not outgoin enuff to comply wit wad we'd planned on-FARK OFF! we dun nid u.. or izzit.. i dun want u to be there at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cIaOx! xoxo &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/7499854-109163091841340811?l=quinqieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/109163091841340811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/109163091841340811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quinqieboo.blogspot.com/2004/08/dadi-haha-ouhhh-wheee.html' title='DaDi-hAhA! oUhHh wHeEe~!'/><author><name>ViVaLiCiOuSLy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11789955603545046704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499854.post-109153912277254530</id><published>2004-08-03T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-23T00:32:51.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>uRrRgGh!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TuEsDaE 030804&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me &amp; Iyliee are da judges fer da auditions as of yesterdae! wHeEe~! but auditions onli started todae, hEhE! Qooqoobird'll be on course fer tis whole week afta school hours so it's onli me &amp;amp; Iyliee in da house! wHeEe~! we were desperately lookin fer da peeps whu were supposed to turn up fer auditions but bLuRrGh~ they were no where to be found! @*$#! lemme mention sum names-Marissa &amp; clique! stoopid bytches.. hArHaR! =P~ ok so we had Devilistic frem 3E2.. &amp;amp; Rocafellas.. i must sae both hav got charisma but onli da co-ordination of both were pretty disappointing! ryte, Iyliee?! dun wori peeps, y'all noe da results soon aite! oh yea.. bfer tt we were at da library watching Khairi 4E wit his band set da roof on fire! wHeEe~! they were great wit their skinhead tunes.. Haziq &amp; his clique were all groovin.. yea, tt's him.. hEhE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afta all tat.. me n Meeya fought.. ok i dun wish to blabber abt tis syit.. i'm T-I-R-E-D liaoz.. i'm wanna call ma dearie now! we conferencin-me, Him, Ayieen &amp;amp; Syaz! tAtAxX.. =P~ xoxo&lt;br /&gt;I HATE TAT SLUT!!! AAARRGGGH!!!&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/7499854-109153912277254530?l=quinqieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/109153912277254530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/109153912277254530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quinqieboo.blogspot.com/2004/08/urrrggh.html' title='uRrRgGh!!!'/><author><name>ViVaLiCiOuSLy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11789955603545046704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499854.post-109124942572149211</id><published>2004-07-31T13:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-23T00:33:20.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>QuIzZeS n MoRe Of `eM!..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SaTuRdAe, 31sT JuLy 04&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Bila cinta didusta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hati mula gelisah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hilang kekasih hati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hidup jadi merana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Insan jadi idaman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Kini dimilik orang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Cinta yang diimpikan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Putus di tengah jalan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Terpaksa mengalah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Mengapa menyinta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Andainya tak setia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tak usahlah bercinta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Jika hanya berpura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Bila hati dah jemu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Mula berpaling tadah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tak pernah difikirkan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Orang yang ditinggalkan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Terseksa sayu pilu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Merayu-rayu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ingin ke&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=MBA" target="_blank"&gt;mba&lt;/a&gt;li&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Meratap sayu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tidak mungkin orang simpati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Menoleh pun tak sudi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Andainya ditakdirkan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Cintamu didustai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Pastinya kau mengerti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Seksanya perpisahan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hanyalah ditemani sesalan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hMm.. i hav no sae.. mayb i'm just being&lt;em&gt; 'jiwang-ish'&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;/span&gt; or mayb not.. &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/7499854-109124942572149211?l=quinqieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/109124942572149211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/109124942572149211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quinqieboo.blogspot.com/2004/07/quizzes-n-more-of-em.html' title='QuIzZeS n MoRe Of `eM!..'/><author><name>ViVaLiCiOuSLy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11789955603545046704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499854.post-109119510058982159</id><published>2004-07-28T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-23T00:33:40.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fAi.. i Do CaRe FeR u a LoT.. ='(</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WeDnEsDaE, 28tH JuLy 04&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;U promised me u ain't gonna use ur fists to solve tings.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I noe u shouldn't let him beat u up jus lyk tat..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;U could hav ignored him when he had asked u to follow him..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Fairul, ma god-bro got involved in a fite wit Roy a.k.a Lyn's ex..&lt;br /&gt;Fai was in such a sorry state.. hAiZ~..&lt;br /&gt;His left eye was blue-blac&lt;br /&gt;His forehead was sore&lt;br /&gt;His lips were bleeding when he tried to speak..&lt;br /&gt;When Lyn pulled me to a corner &amp; broke da news to me,&lt;br /&gt;i jus couldn't hide ma feelings but to let ma tears flow..&lt;br /&gt;I truly noe tat he wasn't at fault at all,&lt;br /&gt;he just had to stood up fer his rights..&lt;br /&gt;Being rooted to da ground when sumone insults or assaults u is jus plain stoopid!&lt;br /&gt;I maself noe he was trying to help Lyn..&lt;br /&gt;I undastood ur explanation Fai..&lt;br /&gt;But..&lt;br /&gt;I'm disappointed in u..&lt;br /&gt;U broke ur promise &amp;amp; we even had a deal..&lt;br /&gt;But..&lt;br /&gt;I'm even more upset to noe tat u're in such a state..&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't mean tat we were once in bad terms, i dun care fer u still..&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad u undastood wad i was trying to point out..&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea.. Roy had to brag to da guys abt how he had hit Fai..&lt;br /&gt;Why r u sucha lamer?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Kau pikir kau banyak peh besar!'..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;Fai, jus dun disappoint me no more aite.. ='(&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Tis is wad Fai said in his SMS to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Yas, sorry tau i fought wit him.. Takkan aku kene uat bodoh bile dia sebat aku.. I'm sorry u noe Yas, i didn't noe how caring u could be afta all tis while.. Yas, pls dun cry animore.. Be hapi ok? Tu pon dah lepas &amp; my wound is recovering fasta den i thought, i tink it will heal soon.. It's not even hurting when i use force on it.. Relax arh Yas.. Jus be hapi ok? U want me to get u a hapi meal? I jus wanna see u hapi..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If i can't make u smile, i'm sure ur boo can do a lot to cheer u up.'..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499854-109119510058982159?l=quinqieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/109119510058982159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/109119510058982159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quinqieboo.blogspot.com/2004/07/fai-i-do-care-fer-u-lot.html' title='fAi.. i Do CaRe FeR u a LoT.. =&apos;('/><author><name>ViVaLiCiOuSLy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11789955603545046704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499854.post-109093949126072446</id><published>2004-07-27T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-23T00:34:02.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yAs GiLeRx! HaHa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TuEsDaE, 27tH JuLy 04&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bfer i got outta da house, while i was unlocking da front door, i realised tt ma name tag had dropped off sumwhere.. Tho Baba was sending me to skewl, i was oredi runnin a lil late.. Yea, tt's da usual me-neva punctual! I should try to make it on tyme, not just being there on da nick of tyme.. Hmm.. Mayb i got sum parts of tis frem constructive criticisms! hEhE! Those unda Qooqoobird's Eng class should noe yarhx.. =P~ Yesterdae Qooqoobird was on MC, so we'd tot she stay om todae but bLuRrGh~ she came..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;During Maths, me, Shasha, Preet &amp; Dennis sat togetha! Yea it was fun.. LoL! All those crappy jokes! Fer olmos da whole two periods of Maths, we were lyk decyding if we should go on wit da movie tingy.. 3/3 &amp;amp; 3/4 are supposed to catch 'Sisters' todae, rite afta skewl but since tat Qooqoobird came, she totallie screwed our plans by having an English remedial fer da failures.. MuThAfUcKa~! Sum still dycded to skip da remedial, daring huh! We heard frem Ivy tt 'Sisters' is realli scary.. But dunno larx since Ivy gets freaked out easily! LoL! Just kidding.. Yea, i heard frem othas too tt it's kinda creepy.. But i didn't haf da mood to go wit em todae so bLabLabLa.. Mayb i should go watch it wit ma boo?! &lt;em&gt;'Ok u?!'..&lt;/em&gt; HeHe!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;During recess, Sya broke down.. HmM.. Gurl, be strong aite? Every family has their own crisis.. &amp; i'm sure they're othas whu face much more tensed up situations den u do.. Yea, i tink i'm one of em.. But i try to leave it asyde when i'm in skewl.. I undastan how u feel Sya.. I want u to noe tt we'd be there fer u in any kinda state u are in.. Be em ups or downs.. MuAcKxX! Cheer up will ya? We'll be there when u nid us to listen, we'll be there to comfort u, we'll be there to dry up ur tears.. =)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Well well.. Now it's Art! WhEeE~! I kinda made a fool outta maself in fronta da gurls.. LoL! I was behaving lyk a clown, ryte Syaz?! hArHaR! I dun reali noe wad i did in Art class but i noe i made em laugh til their stomachs suffered frem cramps! LoL! Apart frem tat, we played around wit sum riddles &amp; jokes.. Ira gave me da 'Open &amp;amp; Close' &amp; 'Johnny Wush' tingyx.. Yea, i got tricked! Layta i'll share it wit u peepz out there aite?! hEhE! Den i gave Yana tat 'Kau Cacat' tingy &amp;amp; yea she got to experienced how it felt lyk to be cacat.. Hey, no offence to anibodi ok! U'll jus hafta noe abt tis joke &amp; u'll noe why.. MuAhAhA! Yana oso got tricked by tat coin tingy.. LoL! Stoopid arsehole Haziq! &lt;em&gt;'Banyak nah jokes kau collect eh!'..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Next was English-sleeping tyme! I dunno why but i find it soo damn hard fer me to stay awake during Eng lessons now! bLuRrGh~.. I mean lyk I totallie lurrrve English but i seem to switch off &amp; wonder off to La-La Land da moment Qooqoobird places her chair in front &amp;amp; comfortably sits on it.. Den *cLiCk!* i'm off to da world of many wonders.. WhEeE! =P~&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Afta skewl i had ma kinda-supa-quick lunch! Why i tat so?! Cos Lin wanted me to be there when she bytches Syahedah.. Tt Bushy Gurl! LoL! Ryte Lin?! aHaHaHa! I sense tat Syahedah has sumtin up her sleeves.. Ferst she came between Lin &amp; Fiq Usha.. Secondly, she kinda shattered Lin &amp;amp; Roy.. Wad's next bitch?! I heard tat u treat boys whu go afta ya lyk pieces of shit but why are u tryin to steal sumone's boo?! Roy's no otha different.. He's da typical guy! He lyks her so he grabs her, he's sic of her so he puts her awae &amp; uses her til everytin cums crashing down! &lt;em&gt;'Eh! Sedar diri larh sikit eh! U wanna hurt a gurl? It's not as easy as ya tink! U won't get off da hook so easily! Try any otha gurl but not any of ma bytches!'..&lt;/em&gt; MuThAfUcKa! U said u were sic of gurls &lt;em&gt;'memperbodoh-bodohkan'&lt;/em&gt; kau! But look wad u've had done! Yea, u picked da wrong gurl.. Lin's ma gurl &amp;amp; i'd neva wanna see her down.. Pls tink bfer u spout out anytin! Oh yea.. Dun u dare touch Fai! I'm soo gonna kill u fer tat! hAiZ~..  Enuff of blabbering on tis mess.. Ppl readin tis, neva let ur boo down no matta how muc it kills u aite? She or he would be da person u'd eva need, u'd eva dream of, she or he would be da one u had alwaez wanted all tis while.. HmM.. Tink abt it..&lt;br /&gt;When all da confrontation was done, me, Ili, Ada &amp; Yana hung around! We had helluva fun! WhEeE~! It was gettin boring while waiting fer da PDS Mac treat.. Actuallie Yana was da onli one amongst us whu should get tat treat but me, Ili &amp;amp; Ada wanted to attack da scrumptious food too! LoL! 'Eh rezeki tidak patot ditolak tau!'.. HeHe! Yea ryte, how noti can we get?! All tat waiting was worth it afta all.. We were bloated jus passing those crispy warm chicken nuggets around oredi! hEhE! Den i accompanied Ili to da Ladies at da new block.. Ada was ryte bhind us &amp; Yana was further bhind.. It was drizzling so we were enjoying ourselves! Me &amp;amp; Ili had pretended to not to noe Ada, as in we pretended she was sum sort an alien on da loose whu were trying to communicate wit us &amp; irritating us! LoL! It was damn funny sia!~ OMG! Ryte Ili?.. =P~ Ada was kinda pissey off &amp;amp;&lt;em&gt; 'paisey'&lt;/em&gt; too! hAhA! &lt;em&gt;'Padan muke!'.. &lt;/em&gt;Ili was da ferst one to go into da cubicle-me &amp; Ada den dycded to splash water on her! We pressed the tap tingy &amp;amp; collected water on both our hands &amp; threw it ova her cubicle! Ili was lyk screaming all ova! LoL! =P~ But it got kinda boring.. Instead of attacking Ili, i dcyded to pair up wit Ili to splash water on Ada! hAhA! We splished &amp;amp; splashed, splished &amp; splashed til Yana got in &amp;amp; Ada tried to took da oppurtunity to run outta da Ladies! But too bad! Yana had switched off da lights frem outside so it was kinda dark in da Ladies &amp; Ada got all horrified! hAiZ!.. &lt;em&gt;'How selenge can she get!'..&lt;/em&gt; Me, Ili &amp;amp; Yana bullied Ada da whole wae thru! I pulled Ada &amp; she slipped on da floor which was all wet plus yucky! She made one messy turn bfer she actualli got up on her jelly legs! EeEeWw! We were all soo disgusted sia!~ Tt was funny Part 1! Da otha one was when me &amp;amp; Yana forced her head into da sink &amp; she jus kinda obeyed! She didn't reali fidget! LoL! Yana was so noti to hav had splashed da full running tap on her hair! Afta tat me, Ili &amp;amp; Yana ran outta da Ladies leaving Ada all alone! LoL! She stayed in there ryte in fronta da dryer to dry her uniform! &lt;em&gt;'Suke hati kau larh Ada'!..&lt;/em&gt; hEhE!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Oh yea.. He didn't attend skewl todae &amp; tomoro he's stayin om too.. He has 2 daes MC.. HmM.. He's down with a bad flu larhz.. Poor ting! I hope he'd get betta by having lotsa rest, lazing around &amp;amp; sleeping at om!&lt;em&gt; 'Kecian larhz! U have ur meals &amp; take ur medicine tau!'.. &lt;/em&gt;hAiZ~.. I wish we were staying nearer to each otha.. Den at least i could take a peek at him or even take care of him.. HmM!.. Take care ok di? *mMm..UaCkZ! i love u..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Ciaoz ppl! I wanna go laze around.. =P~&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499854-109093949126072446?l=quinqieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/109093949126072446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/109093949126072446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quinqieboo.blogspot.com/2004/07/yas-gilerx-haha.html' title='yAs GiLeRx! HaHa!'/><author><name>ViVaLiCiOuSLy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11789955603545046704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499854.post-109067654157746364</id><published>2004-07-24T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-24T21:46:05.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oUh WhEeE~!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Saturdae, 24th July 04&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I woke up at 8.40am &amp; i was supposed to be in skewl by 9.30am! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Ma mum had tried waking me up millions of tymes..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;But i jus loved da weather jus now! All comfy on da bed wit ma blankey!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Yea..U guessed ryte! I was late-da usual me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Niwaez it was raining so i kinda used tt fer an xcuse lar!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;We recalled our steps fer a few tymes..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&amp;amp; we rushed lyk hell to find tyme..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;We were told to do everytin ourselves now, since we're oredi da seniors..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;No graduated 'kakaks', no outsider make-up artist &amp; no Kak Lina!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;But..Kak Syahida came to look ard! wHeEe~! We owe her one! =P~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Gosh~..We tried our very best &amp;amp; we helped one anotha!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;We wanted to look reali presentable ok!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Oh yea..Real food was provided tis tyme!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;We were all full &amp; bloated plus wit da corsets on! OMG! Haha!..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Urrm..I forgot to mention tt ther were otha skewls too! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Da othas represented da Chinses, Indian &amp;amp; Eurasian tingy..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Our skewl-da Malay wedding ceremony, instruments &amp; tarian!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;At abt 4, afta waitin fer soo long, it was finallie our turn!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Da stoopid guy played our track too soft at fers so there we go-a few&amp;nbsp;mistakes made!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Muthafucka! ArRrGgH! But da rest of da dance went on smoothly.. YeY! =)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I'll upload da photos sum tyme soon aite..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Den sumtin horrible happened!!! @!#$%&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;A bag containing da angklung members' wallets &amp; 3 hps got stolen!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Ayieen's wallet, Amira's hp, Hanis's wallet plus hp &amp;amp; Shake's hp were part of em..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Now Ayieen's pics wit us r gone plus her pics wit Syamz too!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Which heartless human did tt?! I'd twist their necks! FUCKERS!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Ma heart sunk when I saw em crying seyz..Haiz..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;At fers we'd tot it was da BV peepz bhind all tis syit..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;But den when we arrived bac at skewl, we suspected da Indian performers frem anotha skewl..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Cos an angklung memba saw a few of em lyk keepin their eyes on us &amp; ur stufz..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Yea..i hav a strong feeling it's em lar! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;It couldn't be any BV peepz cos we were all empty handed! So like D-U-H it's em!..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Cikgu Faridah went to da info counta to report on tis syit..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;But they said they couldn't view it on da cam at tat point of tyme but onli layta..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;So i hope da farkin culprits would get caught! Haha!.. '&lt;em&gt;Padan muke!'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Oh yea..Ira, Sya &amp;amp; Rau came at fers!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Followed by Mas, Naz, Ili, Fiq Usha.. plus Zad &amp; Ain.. I dun reali care abt tis couple~..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I hate these egoistic couple &amp;amp; not havin a mind of their&amp;nbsp;own!&amp;nbsp;They can jus fark off fer all i care!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hey..It's ma ryte to bytch here aite, tis is ma blog! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;U're justa&lt;em&gt; 'fren'&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; or shld i sae fiend whu's..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Arrogant, cocky, egoistic, &lt;em&gt;'tak sedar' diri'&lt;/em&gt; &amp; one whu forgets othas tho they'd helped him through his downs.. FARK OFF UH ARSEHOLE! I HATE U!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I guess sum ppl noe whu i'm referrin to ryte?! Haha!..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Yea peepz, i still hate him..or mayb i shldn't use suc a harsh werd..Mayb i'd sae dislike..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Niwaez..Thx soo muc fer cumin watch me perform! Muackz..I'm reali touched! Hehe!..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Haiz..He wasn't part of everytin todae..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;But nvm, i guess it's oryte..He gotta hav fun bfer his Ns..So no comments abt it..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I wanna ciao now..I'm T-I-R-E-D! There'll be anotha performance tomoro too! Cum oryte?! Hehex!..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Tata.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;o&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499854-109067654157746364?l=quinqieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/109067654157746364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/109067654157746364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quinqieboo.blogspot.com/2004/07/ouh-wheee.html' title='oUh WhEeE~!'/><author><name>ViVaLiCiOuSLy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11789955603545046704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499854.post-109059682434197898</id><published>2004-07-23T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-23T23:33:44.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tIrEd SeY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i am all tired &amp; tensed up todae! hAiZ.. i practised real hard fer ma tarian steps! i lyk memorised everytin onli todae! i pressed da 'Play' &amp;amp; 'Stop' button on da radio fer countless tymes! &amp; yea i mean i'd reali lost count! i hav 2 blisters on ma feet &amp;amp; more r cumin up.. oUcCcH!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;it was da rehearsal bfer our grand performance fer tomoro &amp; Sundae.. anyone &amp;amp; everyone's welcome to watch us perform tis weekend @ Suntec! cum ok?! wHeEe~! niwaez i HATE our costume tis tyme! uRrGgHh! so damn ugly &amp; mrepekz! but nvm larz.. hEhE! yea i'm T-I-R-E-D! Syam's out! Ayieen! i'm soo hapi fer u tau.. &lt;em&gt;'alhamdullilah'..&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;ur prayers hav finally been answered.. i noe u were strong all tis while.. u &amp; him swit couple sey.. i rememba da tymes i saw u both&amp;nbsp;togetha practically everywher in skool!.. swiiit gylerz!~ hMm.. y no usuals frem him?.. hAiZ~.. i miss him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;x&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;o&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/7499854-109059682434197898?l=quinqieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/109059682434197898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/109059682434197898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quinqieboo.blogspot.com/2004/07/tired-sey.html' title='tIrEd SeY!'/><author><name>ViVaLiCiOuSLy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11789955603545046704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499854.post-109058742541768436</id><published>2004-07-22T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-23T21:12:18.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oUh~NaPfA tEsT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i had NAPFA-5 items todae! wHeEe~! i did well, i'm satisfied wit wad i've had achieved! so no worries! =)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;hmm.. ma 2.4km run's postponed til dunno when.. i'm actuallie worried fer ma tarian steps!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;OMG!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i jus realised tat i can't recall da steps sia! hArHaR! i'm soo damn worried to da max but i'm here in fronta da comp lyk&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;usual! LoL! pathetic larh Yas! tomoro's da rehearsal!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;OMG!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;=O i jus hafta reali catch up wit da steps tomoro liaoz.. &amp;amp; actuallie learn da new ones! hArHaR! i'm jus afraid i wun b able to make it-i dun wanna disappoint ma fellow tarian gurls, i love all of em! yesh i do! i've nutin in ma mynd no more.. hmm.. oh yea~ ma schedule's reali tite plus extra tiring tis week! kesian eh Yas! hEhEx!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;o&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;o&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499854-109058742541768436?l=quinqieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/109058742541768436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/109058742541768436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quinqieboo.blogspot.com/2004/07/ouhnapfa-test.html' title='oUh~NaPfA tEsT!'/><author><name>ViVaLiCiOuSLy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11789955603545046704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499854.post-109045965140873707</id><published>2004-07-20T08:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-22T09:27:31.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YeY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i was supposed to attend tarian prac todae! but.. i went to Clarke Quay to get a &lt;em&gt;'Cheongsam'&lt;/em&gt; fer RHD wit Farah! she's ma good fren frem Haig Girls'.. well i missed her lots! niwaez.. we got similar &lt;em&gt;'Cheongsams'&lt;/em&gt;.. both had da same designs on em-black Chinese characters on &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;gold &lt;/span&gt;cloth.. wHeEe~! they look reali nyce! so we had a chat abt our primary skewl lyfe, how muc we miss everybodi &amp; we were oso planning on an outing veri soon! yEy! hmm.. tat's all i guess, i jus came om &amp;amp; i'm tired..cIaOxX! =P~&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/7499854-109045965140873707?l=quinqieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/109045965140873707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/109045965140873707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quinqieboo.blogspot.com/2004/07/yey.html' title='YeY!'/><author><name>ViVaLiCiOuSLy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11789955603545046704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499854.post-109023424316945396</id><published>2004-07-19T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-19T18:50:43.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sOo LoNg NeVa 'CaBoT' oReDi! I mIsSeD iT! </title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;wHeEe~! todae i&lt;em&gt; 'cabot'&lt;/em&gt; skewl wit ma boo! so looong neva &lt;em&gt;'cabot'&lt;/em&gt; oredi! &amp;amp; i missed&lt;em&gt; 'caboting'&lt;/em&gt; wit ma dearie.. ma mum noes abt it too.. she doesn't mind larhx! yea..ma mum's outgoing! she noes every single ting tt's goin on in ma lyfe.. cos i tell her everytin frem A to Z, all ma deepest darkest secrets! anyone out ther jealous?! hArHaR! =P~ okies.. so we didn't reali plan it tis tyme.. i was jus so not in da mood fer skewl! Mondae blues huh?! nAh~..i dun tink so! he needed a break &amp;amp; i was plain lazy fer skewl.. so yea here it goes.. he came ova ma crib at abt 8.40am wit his om clothes.. he had changed into `em &amp;amp; his skool u were stuffed inside his bag.. we hung around fer a while-watching tv, on da pc &amp;amp; &lt;em&gt;'layaning'&lt;/em&gt; one anotha! ma mum had sum errands fer me to run.. abt 11, afta watching Room Raiders on MTV, we went down to da shops.. fers, we went to make a duplicate of ma om gate key.. ma stoopid gate's lyk fireproof&amp;nbsp; &amp;amp; has tis security tingy larhx.. so i had to pay $15 fer a stoopid key! gOsH~.. i could hav gotten a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Roxy&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;pouch larhx! LoLx! yea.. tt's how muc i lurrrve ma digs! hEhEx! den we were off to da doc.. he got his MC there.. we couln't be bothered to head fer da Poly tis tyme.. &amp;amp; i didn't even care to get an MC todae! hArHaR.. i'll jus hav ma mum wryte a letta &amp;amp; i'll jus hafta see wad Ms Qooqoobird'll hafta sae.. den we went to da pet shop to get cat litter.. &amp;amp; wHeEe~! he carried it fer me! usuali i'd hafta carry it maself ya noe.. 8.5kg of cat litter! he's soo swiiit lar these daez!.. hMmX.. ok fyne, i'm gettin all dreamy again! we went up &amp;amp; placed da stuff where they should be &amp;amp; we were off to town.. had Long John fer our lunch.. &amp;amp; i saw tis mad person-well he looks too depressed, mayb tt's wad's drivin him crazy! afta lunch, we &lt;em&gt;'jalan2'..&lt;/em&gt; we wanted to take picx again but bAaAhH~ none of da machines fasinated us! so we looked ard.. at sum ringx &amp;amp; stuff.. den he got his &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quiksilver&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; tingy at &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Flash N Splash @ Heeren..&lt;/strong&gt; it's da ting u put ard ur neck larhx.. &amp;amp; clip-on ur cellphone or wadeva cards larh! i haf no idea wad it's called! LoL! now i dig &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;brown &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;fer guys or mayb to me tt color looks good on him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;!.. so i chose&amp;nbsp;da tingy which was in &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;brown&lt;/span&gt;.. hMmX.. yea.. he had to go off early cos his parents didn't noe he didn't go to skewl.. so we went off at ard 3.. we said goodbye &amp;amp; xchange kisshex.. *wInKz* hMm.. i'll miss him! i dunno y but he's da one tt i olwaez miss compared to when i was attached to any of ma ex! &amp;amp; he'll olwaez b ma babyboy.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i love u dearie..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499854-109023424316945396?l=quinqieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/109023424316945396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/109023424316945396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quinqieboo.blogspot.com/2004/07/soo-long-neva-cabot-oredi-i-missed-it.html' title='sOo LoNg NeVa &apos;CaBoT&apos; oReDi! I mIsSeD iT! '/><author><name>ViVaLiCiOuSLy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11789955603545046704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499854.post-109014828454067944</id><published>2004-07-18T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-18T19:35:21.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mE n hIm.. HmMx.. We HaD A bLaSt!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;todae's Sundae &amp;amp; i'm B-O-R-E-D! so lemme blabber on abt ma dae wit ma boo yesterdae! hmm.. ma love's fer him is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;g-R-O-W-I-N-G&lt;/span&gt;! dRooLx.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturdae, 17th July 04&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;i had a blast wit him! wHeEe~!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;we were supposed to mit&amp;nbsp;at City Hall&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;but.. ma dear sayangx picked me up at &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Eunos&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;cos i was oredi runnin a lil late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;*sIgHx*hMm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;it was so thoughtful of him to hav done tt..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;ferst-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;we dropped off at City Hall..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Penin!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;he bought his boxers there, 3 of `em..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;shall i sae wad designs were printed on `em? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hMmX.. i dun tink so.. &lt;em&gt;'malu larh dia nanti!'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&amp;amp; also a two-toned mesh cap-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;+ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;off to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Citylink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;our usual store&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Flash N Splash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;wHeEe~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;he looked thru his stuff, i helped him too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;i told him to get a few shirts there.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;but he's as stubborn as eva! hEhEx!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;he digs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Quiksilver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Ripcurl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Volcom, Globe, Gravis?.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;hMm.. not reali..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;i strolled around, setting ma eyes on ma digs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Roxy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Ripcurl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Paul Frank&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Gallaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&amp;amp; wHoA~ da list goes on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but i totali lurrrve&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;ROXY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;looked at sum topx but NaH~..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;i didn't wanna get `em todae..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;i was more concentrated on da wallets, pencilcases &amp;amp; tote bags!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;i'd be forever needin lotsa `em!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&amp;amp; yEa~.. i badly needed a wallet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;cos ma Playboy one is totali &lt;em&gt;'burok'&lt;/em&gt; oredi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;gOsH~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;ppl around me noe wad state it's in.. LoL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&amp;amp; yEa! i finali got a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ROXY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;wallet now! wHeEe~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;i hate ma old filthy Playboy wallet! tapi i still find it &lt;em&gt;'lawar'&lt;/em&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;tt's if it's w/o any of da farkin stains!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&amp;amp; he got a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quiksilver&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;shirt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;we went to da &lt;strong&gt;Adidas&lt;/strong&gt; store next..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;hMmX.. i saw sum pretty shoes but nutin else were interestin enuff!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;bAhHh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;we grabbed our snackx at&lt;strong&gt; 7-Eleven&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ma&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maltesers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Green Tea&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;we were off to Somerset..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;had our lunch at&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pizza Hut&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;me &amp;amp; him spotted 2 &lt;em&gt;'hantus'&lt;/em&gt; there.. onli me &amp;amp; him noes tis! LoL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;den we were off to..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Flash N Splash&lt;/strong&gt; @ Heeren,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quiksilver Boardriders Club&lt;/strong&gt; @ Paragon,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;next i decyded to look fer ma palm shoes&lt;strong&gt; @ Far East-Level One&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;but they weren't any tt caught ma eye! bOrInG~..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;den we headed to..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Surfbabe&lt;/strong&gt; @ Wisma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;Flash N Splash&lt;/strong&gt; @ Wisma!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;hEhEx.. we had a hellavu great tyme, ryte di?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;he bought a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Ripcurl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;shirt..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;so altogetha he onli got 2 shirts todae?! bAhHh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;we stopped by da &lt;strong&gt;Hip Hop Carnival&lt;/strong&gt; fer a while..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sHeEsSh~ he wasn't even a lil interested! but nvm.. LoL! &lt;em&gt;`tol tak di?'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;i spotted Fai onli! hMmPh.. where's da resta da crew? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;we hung around da fest fer a short while..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;i wouldn't wanna bore him! hEhEx.. so we went off..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;he sent me to Eunos where i was supposed to mit Yana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;fer da farkin surveyin of da gifts.. i'm lazy to blabber abt tt syit~..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;i bumped into ma good fren-Sharmeeta togetha wit her sis, Tara &amp;amp; their fren, Carie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;god noes how muc i miss `em! esp Momota &amp;amp; Tara!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;LoLx!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;he received a handful of fabulous compliments frem `em..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"aLaRhX.. cUtE nYeR!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"hIs EyEs So KeCiK wHeN hE sMiLeS!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;urrmx.. i can't recall any more.. hEhEx! &lt;em&gt;'hapi larh di! kanx?!'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;i too received sum compliments okay! bLuEkZ! =P~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;hAiZ.. i'm soo tired! very da tired to da max!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;i'm lazy to blabber abt wad i did at Parkwae cos they were all syit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;except fer da stuff i bought there! hArHaR!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;lemme sum it all up.. at da end of da dae i got these-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Roxy wallet, Esprit top, Mango tops, Charles &amp;amp; Keith slip-ons!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;wHeEe~! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;i love him! yesh i do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;thanks fer makin ma dae di.. *mMm..UaCkZ!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;u hav no idea how muc i adore u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;tomoro's our 8 months Ann.!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;wHeEe!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;he made me feel xtra loved &amp;amp; he gave me more warmth todae..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;wad more can i sae?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm soo in love wit him!..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&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/7499854-109014828454067944?l=quinqieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/109014828454067944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/109014828454067944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quinqieboo.blogspot.com/2004/07/me-n-him-hmmx-we-had-blast.html' title='mE n hIm.. HmMx.. We HaD A bLaSt!!!'/><author><name>ViVaLiCiOuSLy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11789955603545046704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499854.post-108999337468525568</id><published>2004-07-16T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-17T10:01:25.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wHeEe~! DoUbLe... wHeEe~! =)</title><content type='html'>whoa! long tyme oredi i neva update ma entries ya.. hmmx.. i'm all lazy to blabber abt da past few daes.. so i guess i'll start wit todae, da 16th of July `04! whee~! here i go.. i woke up at 7am cos we had our Annual Road Run at Bedok Reservoir Park.. me, Lin &amp;amp; Syaz were togetha da whole journey! LoL! we were lyk walking all da wae tau! ok larx.. we didn't reali walk all da wae, we ran fer abt 4 tymes.. hmmx.. which adds up to.. lemme calculate.. mayb onli 5 mins altogetha?! LoL! =P~ heyx.. but still tt's considered as running tau! hArHaR!.. layta, Fir &lt;em&gt;carik pasal&lt;/em&gt; wit Nigel.. hAiZ.. damn it siyalz! i'm sure most ppl out ther readin tis noes how muc i hate Fir! i am so ANTI-FIR! mayb we could even form a club yarhx.. hEhEx! Fir's no more Ira's boo.. so y is he so farkin &lt;em&gt;kepo&lt;/em&gt;? let it b larhx, it's Ira's own lyfe! hey Fir! if u feel tt u've finali regret all thos tingz u'd done bhind her bac, den too bad cos u're too late BASTARD! Nigel's innocent aitex.. &amp;amp; yea~ to me he's muc muc more nicer than u, Fir! i hate u! I HATE U! ok fyne.. let's not tok abt tt no more Yas! afta all da commotion, i didn't reali hav a clue of wher i was headin next-where?, wit whom?, wad fer?.. da rest had np syitz.. so i wasn't clear of my planz.. Fat n Su asked me to cum along wit `em.. Lyn, Syaz &amp;amp; Ayieen persuaded me to go Bugis wit `em to take neopicx yet hav fun! but i simply couldn't dcyde at all sia!~ tt's how childish i can b! LoL! i walked around restlessly.. &amp;amp; finali when i found out tt Fat n Su had left, i went wit Lin, Syaz &amp;amp; Ayieen! wHeEe~! we had our breakfast cum lunch at Mac den we headed to Bugis to take neopicx! fun sia~! all tos funny poses! i was lyk a lunatic on da loose, laughing til i was kinda roled on da filthy floor! hArHaR! yea~! niwaez, we took neopicx in da same machine twice! &lt;em&gt;once tak puas larhx!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;den we window-shopped at Edge &amp;amp; i bought a necklace! it rawks!~ it kinda looks lyk a small cutey bling bling! LoLx! it has da cursive letta 'Y' on it.. &lt;em&gt;lawar tauz!&lt;/em&gt; Ayieen saw 2 Playboy watches which were ooohh~ so nyce! den i saw anotha one-which makes 3 Playboy watches! but tis one was even prettier! wHoA~! i asked fer da price, i heard 49 buckz but i pardoned da stoopid salesgirl &amp;amp; she was "99 buckz" wit tt farkin look on her face! &lt;em&gt;pikir kiter tk mampu kape?!&lt;/em&gt; eh fark off uh~! mayb u're da one whu can't afford it BITCH! we were all soo pissed off wit her undesirable attitude tt we stomped outta da store.. &amp;amp; yea.. we went on &amp;amp; on.. til Bugis Village.. da shopz were still closed at da tyme cos all open during da evening.. &lt;em&gt;kite saje2 jer jalan.. &lt;/em&gt;hmmx.. we were all dead beat so we'd dcyded to go om.. Ayieen took da bus whilst me, Lin &amp;amp; Syaz took da train.. but wait tt wasn't da tiring yet enjoyable end of ma dae.. LoLx! brb.. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499854-108999337468525568?l=quinqieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/108999337468525568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/108999337468525568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quinqieboo.blogspot.com/2004/07/wheee-double-wheee.html' title='wHeEe~! DoUbLe... wHeEe~! =)'/><author><name>ViVaLiCiOuSLy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11789955603545046704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499854.post-108988721720821270</id><published>2004-07-12T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-15T18:37:43.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mE, LiN n SyAz!</title><content type='html'>wHeEe~! todae me, Lin &amp; Syaz went to take neopicx at TM.. it was lyk da ferz tyme eva we'd taken picx wit all da 3 of us in it! yEy! it was &lt;em&gt;'kecoh'&lt;/em&gt; sia! fun, fun, more fun &amp; even more fun! LoLx! bfer tt we'd stopped by a lil stall which sells all thoz girlish stufx! pretty pencil cases, sweet tote bagx, mini coin purses, beautiful necklaces, gorgeous earrings, stylish ringx &amp; da list goes on! wHoA! they were all soo beeeautifulll! hmmx.. while walkin to da Tamp MRT, on our way om, we met Su wit Nani.. they were gonna catch Mean Girls! yea~! tt movie totali rawkz huh! i'm gonna catch it wit Ira, Iyliee, Raudy, Mamas, Syasya n Ada soon! i can't wait! yEy! hmmx.. me tired liaox.. tAtA! mUaHxX! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499854-108988721720821270?l=quinqieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/108988721720821270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/108988721720821270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quinqieboo.blogspot.com/2004/07/me-lin-n-syaz.html' title='mE, LiN n SyAz!'/><author><name>ViVaLiCiOuSLy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11789955603545046704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499854.post-108972166309248466</id><published>2004-07-10T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-13T20:27:43.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>t.M!</title><content type='html'>hey ho! i'm bac! okies.. tis is ma second entry fer todae.. hmmx.. i had lotsa fun! &amp; i mean real fun wit ma boo, Lyn, Ayieen n Aliya! afta da CIP, me, ma boo, Lyn n Syaz took da bus frem MP to Bedok Intc.. me, Lin n Syaz were so &lt;em&gt;'kecohx'&lt;/em&gt; along da wae tt ma boo couldn't stand us! LoLx! sori ma dear.. =P~ ma boo came ova to ma om &amp; me, ma mum n him-all of us had home-cooked lunch which ma mum had prepared! urrmx.. it was so yummy-he agreed to da fullest too! wHeEe~! oh yea.. i forgot to mention tt he was soo damn helpful in da kitchen.. he was lyk helping ma mum ard da kitchen while i was strolling up n down ma om.. LoLx! soo swit of him seyz! i jus loved looking at him in da kitchen seyz! *wInKx* aaaahhh... okok fyne, i'm gettin all dreamy here! LoLx! afta da yummy lunch, we went TM to catch Spidey 2! da show was excellent! soo romantic, sad yet thrilling! yea u peepx out ther shld catch it too! it's even betta den Spidey 1! i mean in ma opinion uhx.. hEhEx! denx we met up wit Lyn, Ayieen n Aliya.. they'd went fer Mean Girls.. so den we met up to lek2 n dcyded to 'serbu' Meeya's om! but mission not accomplished! cos we had otha planx n stuf plus we were too lazy oredi! ma boo had to b om bfer Magrib so we took da train n headed home.. hmmx.. tho it was a short dae wit him, it was swiiit! hmmx.. til here fer now cos i'm dead beat! bUbYeX! *mUaCkZ.. yawnzzz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499854-108972166309248466?l=quinqieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/108972166309248466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/108972166309248466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quinqieboo.blogspot.com/2004/07/tm.html' title='t.M!'/><author><name>ViVaLiCiOuSLy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11789955603545046704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499854.post-108953435931045374</id><published>2004-07-10T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-11T16:25:59.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hMmX..</title><content type='html'>ok so we had our CIP in da morn-me, Lyn &amp; Syaz wanted to be togetha but Ms Qoo separated her frem us so she was den wit Shila n Preet! n me, Lyn &amp; Vincent were as a group.. Vincent?! LoLx! but da separation wasn't a big deal afta all.. cos all of us got to mix ard.. Ms Qoo was so enthusiastic sia! &lt;em&gt;biase larh kate Ms Qooqoobird..&lt;/em&gt; we went as a class, our class was lyk so united! i mean lyk it doesn't reali goes tt wae u noe.. we were da last class bhind cos we felt tt spirit to b togetha all da tyme.. but Ms Qoo gOsH~ she was lyk at da mos extreme bac wit Debbie, Wei Keong, Tong2 n bLabLabLa.. i mean lyk she was real slow! me n Lyn were lyk irritating Vincent all da tyme! hAhAx! but i'm sure Preet got more irritated compared to Vincent cos dis Syaz kept screaming "Manpreet!" loudly all da tyme when she found litter cos he was holding on to da black garbage bag! &lt;em&gt;sajakx larh Preet..&lt;/em&gt; LoLx! how mean can i b?! =P~ oh yea~.. we found wad our form teachaz had lebelled as 'tingx u wun xpec to c daily'.. CONDOM! wHeEe~! LoLx! den while we were havin our break at Mac, it started to rain so we stayed in ther til dismissal! fun sia! when Faris was eagerly licking his 25cents Mac ice-cream, notty Jalil went to squash it on his face but unfortunately it went rite into Faris's mouth instead.. actuali Faris &lt;em&gt;'paisey'&lt;/em&gt; oredi but he acted cool.. ya ryte Faris! we noe u soo well or should i sae too well indeed?! hArHaR! den he came to fetch me! wHoA~! swit seyz.. i was oredi missing him real bad! n i was more than grateful to c him! i actuali wanted to hug him as tite as i could but &lt;em&gt;'malu'&lt;/em&gt; larh wit ma classmatez all ther n sum more wad if Ms Qoo or Mrs Koh saw?! LoLx! when he reached Mac, both his eyes were lyk blue-black.. i tot he got into a fite or sumtink.. hAiZ~.. i was too concerned so i kept asking him wad was wrong n stuf but i ended up makin him angry wit me instead.. yea.. tt's how stoopid n naive i can get! hMmX.. i'll update again layta kx! tAtAx! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499854-108953435931045374?l=quinqieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/108953435931045374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/108953435931045374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quinqieboo.blogspot.com/2004/07/hmmx.html' title='hMmX..'/><author><name>ViVaLiCiOuSLy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11789955603545046704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499854.post-108946177878748854</id><published>2004-07-09T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-10T20:26:15.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LoLx! kEkEkX sIaK!</title><content type='html'>i'm wryting tis entry cos i wanna share wit all of ya how notty me n Syaz were todae! LoLx! ok so here goes.. we'd jus finished our 10-minute session wit our form teacherx each! it was supposed to b only a 10-minute one but Syaz had lyk a 30-minute session sia! LoLx! i got Ms Qoo &amp; yea~ she was great olrite! she made me realise sum stuff which knocked sum real sense into ma thick skull! =P~ everybodi had guessed n tot tt whoeva gets Ms Qoo would b da &lt;em&gt;'suay'&lt;/em&gt; ones but nope we aren't! hAhA! in fact, it's da peepx whu r unda Mrs Koh Tt tt would b suffering! hAhA! so those wit Ms Qoo-relax aite! she'd b reali nyce to u &amp; yea~ i mean damn nyce..! so smile k ppl! =) ok.. so layta i went up to da library to order a temporary n permanent name tag.. gOsH~ i was reali running outta name tag-i had to cut off ma old &lt;em&gt;'burok' &lt;/em&gt; name tag frem ma old skewl blouse early tis morning! ok so.. i had to wryte down ma name on tis book.. den jus right above of where i was wryting ma name, i saw Mangkok Boy's name-Haikel! OMG! i was lyk so fraked out.. but wait.. there's more.. Syaz suggested i cancelled his real name, Haikel, n replace it wit Mangkokboy.. i was lyk-yea ryte Syaz~! but i did it-i did exactly wad Syaz told me to! LoLx! i didn't cancel his name tho, i wrote Mangkokboy jus bsyde his name so it'd b Haikel Mangkokboy! LoLx! me n Syaz were lyk giggling so muc in da library tt we dcyded to get outta there asap.. so we pushed da door open wide n laughed lyk hell til our stomachx ache sia! aHaHaHaHaHa! i can't believe i actualli did tt! =P~ wouldn't it b so damn hilarious when he comes to collect his name tag?! jus take sum tym n tink abt it k ppl! tink hard n u'd realise y it's muc muc more than hilarious! LoLx! ok i gtg now.. cIaOx! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499854-108946177878748854?l=quinqieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/108946177878748854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/108946177878748854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quinqieboo.blogspot.com/2004/07/lolx-kekekx-siak.html' title='LoLx! kEkEkX sIaK!'/><author><name>ViVaLiCiOuSLy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11789955603545046704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499854.post-108921220829551971</id><published>2004-07-07T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-09T18:38:09.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mA UsUaL-sO-tIrInG wEdNeSdAe! eHx WaIt.. NoT tT bAd ToDaE! =P~</title><content type='html'>yey! ryte now i'm so in da mood for updating ma blog! wHeEe~! tis is so gonna b a looong entry! todae's Wed &amp; i noe usuali Wedz would b suc a tiring dae fer me! i`d set ma hp alarm fer 6.05am fer skewl tis morn.. but i was still tossing n turning on da comfy bed when da alarm went off-so being da usual lazy me, i jumped outta bed at 6.18am when ma mum started yellin at me frem da kitchen cos she found out tt i lied to her when i shouted out loud tt i was oredi in da shower(but i was still drooling in LaLa Land!).. LoLx! "Myn! Bangon skarang! Nanti lambat aru tau! Baba's not here so he ain't riding u to skewl todae!'.. alarhx.. bising lar mama! i dragged maself outta bed, mumbled sum cursing werdx, took ma towel n went to shower.. during ma warm soothing shower, i remembaed tt i was supposed to ask anybodi fer thermometa cos i'd lost myne &amp; i couldn't bear to stand again layta in skool's morn assembly! i mean lyk-wad would tt sarcastic Ms Qoo sae sia?! u BV peepx out ther get me ryte?.. den it struck ma mind tt i should b askin sumbodi wit siblingx.. so i msged Ira tinkin her elda sis would hav one-but nope! she didn't hav any xtra.. i gave Zad a missed col hopin his hp was switched on den i msged him tinkin his lil sis would hav one-but nope! he didn't hav any xtra eitha! gRrR~.. i was farkin pissed off! denx i knew da ryte person to col-Syaz! n YeY!~.. she has an xtra! wHeEe~! by da tyme i coled Syaz, it was oredi 6.28am &amp; i was still in ma towel! LaLaLaLaLa.. i rushed lyk hell-put on ma skewl u, combed ma hair, ate wad ma mum'd prepared n again i had to comb ma hair(uat prangai uh ma fringe!).. i'm soo farkin pissed wit ma hair larx since da invasion of da fringey! hArHaRxX.. den i realised it was 6.47am! GoSh~ I'm LyK dAmN LaTe!!! how was i supposed to catch da usual train?! i walked real fast to da MRT til ma legx hurt soo bad!~ oUuCcCH! when i reached, it was abt 6.57am.. so i'd tot tt i'd missed ma usual train but.. da train was late-it arrived in a minute's tyme when i was at da escalator! wHeEe~! hapi seyz! i waited fer Syaz at tana red-si sewel ni pon took da layta train! we kinda took our own swit tyme to walk to skewl but when we'd oredi croosed da pathetic road, we heard da 3 min song! LoLx! we ran to da skewl gate as fast as we could hopin da slenge prefectx wouldn't book us! abeh dah reach gate, i realised tt da song was onli half wae thru! alarhx.. stoopid uh us! biase larhx, Yas n Syaz! during P.E we gurlx had to do da IPU tingy.. den when i did it, they were lyk.. "Ur tetek larh Yas!".. LoLx! kekek siakx! u gurlx reali kick laughing hormones outta me! bile Eng, i hid bhind Dennis &amp; i fell asleep fer abt 10 minx.. hArHaR! good thang Ms Qoo didn't catch me! =P~ CME-we discussed on Premarital Sex! oOoOoUuHh! wad a topic! suker Yas! hEhExX.. i was reali tired during Chem but i werked hard to solve da Qs. .. i guess i reali nid to do sum serious revision fer ma Chem! i'd ask ma boo to help me! he's great in Chem! rytex di?!.. =) afta skewl, i was supposed to attend da PL meeting &amp; tarian at da same tyme! oMg! how was i supposed to do tt?! lyk hav a clone or sumtinx? both r important to me.. hMmXx.. oh yea! guess wad happened?! i finalli asked Meeya fer da money afta skewl near da Mamak shop! Ayieen, Lyn &amp; Syaz were wit me too! so ther were 4 of us! wHeEe~! i hesitated to confront her uhx.. cos i was lyk "Uh..Wad da fuck larx?!".. den she wanted to go off oredi in da opposyte direction but a miracle occured den she patah alikx! so Lyn said "Eh Meeya! Yas wantx her money bac fer da contactx..".. Meeya was lyk "Ouh..realli uh? Oh ok..".. den i said "Yea..i nid da money by tis Fridae uh..i wanna use it fer ma wantx n nidx ok!".. Meeya-"Ouh..u want da contactx bac eh?".. me-"No! I want da money bac fer da contacx u used tt were supposed to b myne! By tis Fridae.. K?!".. i was farkin bingit siyalx~.. kanina!!! denx i hung ard wit `em n went up to ML Room fer tarian at 2.30pm to onli realise tt nobodi was ther yetx.. LoLx! i was da ferz one! tk penah2 mcm gini dongx! i waited &amp; waited... n waited... til 3-all alone! i went down &amp; met Jannah! yEy~! we went up &amp; den waited fer da othax til 3.30pm! larx.. aru me smangatx nk learn da steps fer da joget but u all weren't ther! i got pissed off again so we dcyded tt if they didn't appear by 3.40pm, we'd ciaox lar! den i wanted to go to da Ladies, they arrived.. but Kak Lina wasn't anywhere to be seen.. but when i was in da Ladies, they shouted "Myn! Kak Lina dah dtg!".. i was lyk "Arh syit uhx!.. Aru nk cabotx ramai2!".. LoLx! nvm larx.. i attented tarian-we went thru da steps of 'Joget Mak Andam' fer our upcumin grand performance to b held on da 24th &amp; 25th July in Suntec, revised da 'Tapak Marka SYF 2003' stepx &amp; oso practised more on our tarian SYF 2005! tiring seyz!.. but we had lotsa fun, fun &amp; more fun! hMmXx.. tk abis2 kene kacau pasal da gelek! pantat krg uh! =P~ Kak Lina oso treated us to Pizza Hut! yEeEy!~ gerek siakx! me n Su kinda sebat da food larx.. seme step malu2! pi dah! *pUi!.. aHaKx.. uh huhx.. me n Yana didn't attend da PL meeting! gOsH~! we'd oredi told Wasylah we were cumin but in da end didn't turn up! camner nie?! mampos~.. i went om togetha wit Su &amp; we chit-chat.. i missed her company! hMmX.. dah lamer tk hang out eh Su?! =) i was oredi soo tired afta da training &amp; now i've been wryting a looong entry! eyh penat taox! cIaOzX! 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ToTaL fUn DeN EmOtIoNaL..</title><content type='html'>hmm..i kinda missed ma pri skewl fren,Eza.. i mean lyk hanging out wit her, hogwashing wit her &amp; irritating her! LoL! =P~ so i dcyded to ask her to cum ova.. she reached ma om at abt 1.. ma mum had to attend her late friend's cremation todae.. Aunt Molly, i'll miss u-thx fer all da hapi momentx u've had brought me.. may u rest in peace n may god bless ur soul.. Aunt Molly was suc a wonderful woman.. i noe ma mum's greatly affected by her good fren's death, i saw her crying ova da fon &amp; oso in her room.. i mean lyk whu wouldn't b depressed losing such a dear fren?.. hAiX.. =( orytex, so muc fer all tis bitterness.. *sHuCkZz..* so layta..there were onli me &amp; Eza at om.. i dcyded to redo &amp; edit ma whole 'once' pathetic blog.. hArHaR! i wanted to view all 4000+ blog skinx but den scrolling thru 175 of em olredi took lyk abt 2 farkin hourx! hEhExX! so i chose tis skin since it xplainx how i feel most of da tyme tho i dun let it out to anibodi.. yEa~.. i hav probs too &amp; i mean lotza em.. hAiX.. den Eza wanted to hav a new haircut fer her Musical Nite tis Wed &amp; i chose da new look fer her! wHeEeE~.. at ferz her hair was all wavy long, no fringe nutin so her 'jendol' was lyk stickin out-D.U.H! hEhExX! no offence Eza! den she had her hair layered &amp; a lil syde fringe.. to me, it rawkx sia! yelarx sape yg suggest! eHeM eHeMxX!.. =P~ i bought ma July issue of Seventeen den we went bac up.. Eza wanted to watch Hot Chick so i played along.. tho i've watched it ova &amp; ova again, it's still as funny as ever! LoL! we had Tomato-flavoured Twisties (yum! yum! ma faveret!) &amp; Green Tea to go wit everythan.. we chit-chat &amp; bytched ard.. dah lamer sakx tk uat gini ngan si dia nie! LoL! i oso helped her scan &amp; upload her pic into her Frensta acc. &amp; i uploaded sum into mine too.. hArHaR! layta ma mum coled saein she was downstairs &amp; u noe wad she said : 'Myn, Mama kat bawa nie.. Bile Mama ring da doorbell, u open da door but dun look at ma face.'.. i was lyk HuH?!.. wad was she tryin to sae? den i asked her : 'Y Mama? Wad happened?'.. i tot sumtin horrible had affected her face lyk sum acid thrown on it or her face got smashed by sumtinx.. LoL! 'Tkde lar Myn, ni Mama's Chinese fren suggested lar-jus do as i sae ok-Bye!'.. i couldn't believe ma mum was soo superstitious.. but den again she's a Chinese too.. so i can't blame her.. layta afta ma mum rested fer a while, she dcyded to cut ma looong irritatin fringe.. i wasn't tt keen at ferz but den aLaRhXx~ aper2 uh.. LoL! Eza &amp; me den practised da Batman tingy &amp; da lame hand trick Syaz tot us in claz bfer she had to go off.. LoL! kekekz siak.. whoa~.. tired uh.. k uhx.. cIaOzXx~! mUaCkXx!.. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499854-108900373511080183?l=quinqieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/108900373511080183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/108900373511080183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quinqieboo.blogspot.com/2004/07/loooong-dae-total-fun-den-emotional.html' title='a LoOoOnG dAe~.. ToTaL fUn DeN EmOtIoNaL..'/><author><name>ViVaLiCiOuSLy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11789955603545046704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499854.post-108868763421216274</id><published>2004-07-01T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-09T18:36:13.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gAwD! i'M fUcKiN` tIrEd N i fEeL sYcK~..</title><content type='html'>i had shrimp dim sumx fer ma breakfast! yum yum! as i was walkin to da mrt station, i realised tt i was oredi late &amp; da next ting, i saw da usual train i was supposed to be on arrive! i was fuckin pissed! UrRrGhH! in da train, i coled Ira tellin her to ask Syaz to wait fer me at tana red.. coz i hate walkin to skool alone, furthermore when i'm late! at tana red, i saw Syaz! WhOa~! hapi sey! HArHaR.. me n Syaz walked to skool damn fast mcm lari marathon siakx! LoL! denx as usual in class, me, Natasha, Lyn n Syaz were laughing lyk some lunaticx on da loose! hArHaR.. fuck siyal they all..kip makin me laugh lyk hell! =P~ me n Lyn were secretly tokin abt Syaz's slenge face! Lyn even said she looks lyk Haikel bapok! oh gosh! tt `kuniang` out of all peepx! LoL! afta skool, i had tarian meetin abt sum upcomin performances, exhibitions, showx n bLabLabLa.. must be damn bz sia fer tarian in Semesta 2! We muz start training fer SYF 2005 oredi next Wed &amp; i'm involved in one of da upcomin performances sumwher in Suntec uhx.. fark uh~! i tot of concentratin more on ma studies sia.. i noe wad u'd b tinkin of when u read tis.. sumtin lyk 'Yelarx tu, Yas eh nk blaja!'.. hArHaR.. layta i went fer Maths remedial wit Ms Tan YK! eEeEeWw! yuckx! cowboy woman! LoL! urrmx..tt was lyk ma ferz tyme attendin a Maths remedial since tis year! =P~ hmmx.. i'm lyk fallin` sick larx~.. runny nose, sore throat, sneezin continuously, warm forehead! AaArRrGhH! i'm outta herre fer now.. tAtAxX! *wInKxX*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499854-108868763421216274?l=quinqieboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/108868763421216274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499854/posts/default/108868763421216274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quinqieboo.blogspot.com/2004/07/gawd-im-fuckin-tired-n-i-feel-syck.html' title='gAwD! i&apos;M fUcKiN` tIrEd N i fEeL sYcK~..'/><author><name>ViVaLiCiOuSLy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11789955603545046704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
