<?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-27271803</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:40:10.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>frozen.tears</title><subtitle type='html'>shame.insults.condemned.dats all I get hurhh.daring.sensitive.vibrant.NOT ME?we'll see.no more waiting to be appreciated.no more waiting for a thank you.had.enuf.go sux on dat.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</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>175</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-6230486954539403537</id><published>2009-02-08T03:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T04:18:12.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"dun hate me, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dun regret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; wat we had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;dun forget me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dun ever say&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;never loved u&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;coz u noe i did..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i cant remember e reason &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i stopped writing in blog. i used to lurve pouring out every single details of my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;oh-so-drama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; life. sometimes i wonder is dis for me or others to read?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;all i haf in mind is dat dis is a perfect reminder of who i was, am &amp;amp; wants to be. juz imagine if one day, amnesia hits me n nobody reali noes who i am; or worse ders no one i can trust wif in telling me e truth abt me, all dis journals wuld be a great help. its &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;part of who i am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, even thou der r parts dats not written. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;got dis idea from a sophie kinsela book, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Remember me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;its about a gal who erased out 3 yrs of her life, not remembering how &amp;amp; why she became e person she is now.&lt;/em&gt; its a gd read, but not so addictive as compared to all her other novels - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;shopaholics series&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. man i lurve those. read every single one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a fren once said, shes far &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;too unrealistic&lt;/span&gt;. always shopping!! deep inside me, i totally agreed. shes dis outrageous spendthrift wif e nid to go on a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;shopping diet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. yet luckily for her, found a partner who's rich &amp;amp; wealthy enuf to marry &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;things like dis only happens in books eyy??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;not reali. it happened to my sis didnt it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;good life, no work. gets all e tings she wants. juz by becoming someone's wife. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ooohhh!!! &amp;amp; also i've become an aunt too!!! born prematurely to both yusli &amp;amp; nico shafiqa,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;e world welcomes e arrival of little NAUSHIN ALEXIS, 3 mths earlier den expected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/SY3oPLZT0LI/AAAAAAAABm4/RYHefwA-VMo/s1600-h/DSC01262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300147683939569842" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/SY3oPLZT0LI/AAAAAAAABm4/RYHefwA-VMo/s320/DSC01262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;still at e hospy, getting help to breathe properly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/SY3oPU9b_vI/AAAAAAAABnA/mKgpdS-RnNw/s1600-h/DSC01282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300147686507020018" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/SY3oPU9b_vI/AAAAAAAABnA/mKgpdS-RnNw/s320/DSC01282.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;warmth of home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dis lil' niece of mine is a &lt;strong&gt;tough cookie&lt;/strong&gt;. e docs said she had &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;no chance of surviving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, but she did. &amp;amp; growing well now, even thou not chubby &amp;amp; fat as other babies. but she's fine. &amp;amp; so adorable!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;juz looking at her can make my day. =))&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/SY3qLP9vz_I/AAAAAAAABnI/9aj-ZOcvO_s/s1600-h/n563954596_1291515_64.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300149815469920242" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/SY3qLP9vz_I/AAAAAAAABnI/9aj-ZOcvO_s/s320/n563954596_1291515_64.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my sis loves dressing her up &amp;amp; wearing for her headbands, coz people &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thinks she's a boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; without it. hehe. but most clothes bought she cant wear yet coz she's super tiny, even some premie clothes r too big for her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sometimes wen she gets really cranky she gets on ur very nerves..!! no patience during feeding time either.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;even so,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;dis lil angel is being &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;loved by my mom &amp;amp; dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; so much, dat dey had &lt;em&gt;refused to come home to our own house n bunk in der instead&lt;/em&gt;, taking care of e baby at nite. &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sacrifices of e grandparents huh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;cnt wait till she's bigger so i can bring her out to play. now its e 'carrying &amp;amp; sleeping' period. &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;not much fun yet&lt;/span&gt;. but i noe dis r e &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;best days of a baby's life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; before dey learn how to walk &amp;amp; talk. *winkz* u noe wat i mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aniwaes.&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i cant remember why i stopped writing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; wen i loved penning my tots so much. n everytime someting comes to mind, e damn comp is &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; in front of me. n by e time it is, i already forgotten my tots. &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;haix.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sometimes i pen it down in my organiser, which btw now is full of &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;super personal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; tots i had, but e space is damn limited!! &amp;amp; i cant say it out on e net either. &lt;strong&gt;private.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;see my plight??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;updates on my "drama" life.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im now mending a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;betrayed &amp;amp; broken hart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, which i dun wana go into details. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dis seems to be e story of my life thou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fall in lurve for a long time. thinking its a serious relationship.evryting is &lt;strong&gt;good &amp;amp; swit.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;den bam!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;everyting goes down in e drain, &amp;amp; im left to fend for myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i started writing dis blog wen i was first wif my fiancee. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;was so in lurve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; so proud of it. until everting goes wrg wen he decided to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;haf some fun on his own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. so dat was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;gdbye den&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. it took awhile to get over. &lt;em&gt;but eventually...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;den came my other 'lifelong' boyfriend,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;irul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; who &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;saved me from insanity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from losing my fiancee. always der, holding on. everyting was perfect. 'cept dat he had &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"revenge"&lt;/span&gt; embedded in his mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;now im writing again, in a state of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;broken hearted&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dunno how many &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;more to come&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;der goes my &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;hope of a happy ending.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;no more hoping la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;juz take e day as it comes la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dats e best i cn do nw...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nitez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/27271803-6230486954539403537?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/6230486954539403537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=6230486954539403537&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/6230486954539403537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/6230486954539403537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2009/02/dun-hate-me-dun-regret-wat-we-had.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/SY3oPLZT0LI/AAAAAAAABm4/RYHefwA-VMo/s72-c/DSC01262.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-3795971971934598718</id><published>2008-12-04T12:01:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T03:03:12.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'm a year older now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;uuurrrggghhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;why cant it stop at 21?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;been wanting to upload pix to my blog &amp;amp; been trying to also actively be writing in it,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but i'm juz tooooooooo tired!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;xcuses of e city people, i noe&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;been bunking in wif sis at her plc actually dis past few wks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;in fact whole family is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;aniwaes, some pix from my bday outing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/STdnsjdOSPI/AAAAAAAABG4/JmCrdkXYTTw/s1600-h/bday2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275799503617542386" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/STdnsjdOSPI/AAAAAAAABG4/JmCrdkXYTTw/s320/bday2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me &amp;amp; sis camwhoring while waiting for movie 007 to start at Great World City.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;courtesy of daddy &amp;amp; company for arranging a family outing on my bday. =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/STdnsQrIPDI/AAAAAAAABGo/p2yvC8hhGgI/s1600-h/bday4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275799498575592498" style="WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/STdnsQrIPDI/AAAAAAAABGo/p2yvC8hhGgI/s320/bday4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after movie, we went to vivo city to haf dinner at &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Earl Swenson's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. a lil bit more high-class than normal swenson's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/STdnsaPUj3I/AAAAAAAABGw/qQFEoaI2BTM/s1600-h/bday3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275799501143314290" style="WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/STdnsaPUj3I/AAAAAAAABGw/qQFEoaI2BTM/s320/bday3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me &amp;amp; my bday cake, which seemed to haf disappear in e pix.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;no bday gifts from anyone thou. =((&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;guess i am a lil too old for anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OMG. I AM 23 YRS OLD. 23. DAT'S 7 YRS OFF TO E BIG 30!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wat haf i been doing for e past 22 yrs???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;der's not much time left!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;u mite tink i'm having a midlife crisis juz abt now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i guess i am. a lil bit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i'll tell u why.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/STdnr-2sJOI/AAAAAAAABGg/cHedQPoaBgs/s1600-h/wed1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275799493792244962" style="WIDTH: 336px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/STdnr-2sJOI/AAAAAAAABGg/cHedQPoaBgs/s320/wed1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/STdnruY8OjI/AAAAAAAABGY/h4gZlDjeVI8/s1600-h/wed2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275799489372502578" style="WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/STdnruY8OjI/AAAAAAAABGY/h4gZlDjeVI8/s320/wed2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yes people&lt;/em&gt;. my one &amp;amp; only younger sister is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;married&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(actually its been 7 mths now...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;married!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my younger sis!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;blissfully bethrothed to her 5-yrs boyfriend, yus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;amp; yes, dats me in e middle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;no one beside me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;juz me &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;all alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;at 23.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/STdnZQ-MBKI/AAAAAAAABGQ/Fn3fTNaqdFA/s1600-h/wed3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275799172238017698" style="WIDTH: 452px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/STdnZQ-MBKI/AAAAAAAABGQ/Fn3fTNaqdFA/s320/wed3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;how depressing is dis?!?!?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/STdnY1JoTmI/AAAAAAAABGA/6tfHOxmtcE8/s1600-h/me+n+wan2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275799164769816162" style="WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/STdnY1JoTmI/AAAAAAAABGA/6tfHOxmtcE8/s320/me+n+wan2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/STdnYhulrwI/AAAAAAAABF4/EOtrvNxuL2s/s1600-h/me+n+wan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275799159556124418" style="WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/STdnYhulrwI/AAAAAAAABF4/EOtrvNxuL2s/s320/me+n+wan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me &amp;amp; bubblez... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/STdnZPhDyzI/AAAAAAAABGI/gjl5MLIIXS4/s1600-h/wed4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275799171847408434" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/STdnZPhDyzI/AAAAAAAABGI/gjl5MLIIXS4/s320/wed4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to e guy's side we go...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;of coz i was very happy dat my sis found someone who culd love &amp;amp; take care of her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;amp; my parents &lt;em&gt;adore&lt;/em&gt; my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;adik ipar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i juz wish it culd happen to me also......&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;someday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;im 23, for god's sake! &amp;amp; e clock's ticking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;not slowly, i'm afraid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; eversince sis got married, i've suddenly taken over her place as e baby in e family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;no more staying home alone....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;daddy sends &amp;amp; picks me up wereva i wana go.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;no more piercings or tattoos allowed - orders from sis &amp;amp; mummy......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;still thinking of having fun in e sun....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;best of all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;pampered by mummy, daddy &amp;amp; sis! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;der are pros &amp;amp; cons of it all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;also comes e pressure from relatives asking wen's my turn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dun ask.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i dunno!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;dun wana worry bout it first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;signing out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/STdnX36Ux5I/AAAAAAAABFw/Y2VWzjbzxOg/s1600-h/me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275799148331059090" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/STdnX36Ux5I/AAAAAAAABFw/Y2VWzjbzxOg/s320/me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/27271803-3795971971934598718?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/3795971971934598718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=3795971971934598718&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/3795971971934598718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/3795971971934598718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-year-older-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/STdnsjdOSPI/AAAAAAAABG4/JmCrdkXYTTw/s72-c/bday2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-4559554790804177876</id><published>2008-10-04T06:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T06:23:31.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been a long time since dis pg been &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;sleeping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to &lt;em&gt;wakey-wakey.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;start working on my language development &amp;amp; vocabulary perfection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;as if.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but so wat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;its my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i write wat i wana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not today tho.&lt;br /&gt;too many ideas. too lil time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;dun we always haf dat prob? tee-hee.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;selamat hari raya aidilfitri. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;maaf zahir &amp;amp; batin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tak kira, puase ke tk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;kita tk pilih kasih. =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till den.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/SOaaTmwRgAI/AAAAAAAABEQ/YFdP72noOaM/s1600-h/DSC00008+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253055676985475074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/SOaaTmwRgAI/AAAAAAAABEQ/YFdP72noOaM/s320/DSC00008+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;*note to self: revamp pg &amp;amp; update info details. uurrgghh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;so last year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-4559554790804177876?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/4559554790804177876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=4559554790804177876&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/4559554790804177876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/4559554790804177876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-been-long-time-since-dis-pg-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/SOaaTmwRgAI/AAAAAAAABEQ/YFdP72noOaM/s72-c/DSC00008+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-7882925115226598540</id><published>2008-01-21T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T04:44:46.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i noe dis entry has been long overdued. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;aint got much to blog nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;got me thinking bout something thou few wks ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously. how many of u&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;mind dating a younger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;guy?&lt;br /&gt;(dis only applies to females btw...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wen i was younger, i used to think dat &lt;strong&gt;dating older guys were cool.&lt;/strong&gt; especially those who are &lt;em&gt;years&lt;/em&gt; above u. during my sec sch days, i had a galfren who dated a guy younger den her. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;she was in sec3, n him in sec2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; n wenever dey are together, my mind is screaming, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"OMG. HE'S WEARING SHORTS XIA.............................".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;seriously.&lt;/span&gt; thou i never mentioned it out loud (who am i to judge rite.....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but those days, dating older guys were a &lt;em&gt;'thing' &lt;/em&gt;for us gals. ok. same age still considered ok la.&lt;br /&gt;but younger??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;no way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now dat im older, i've come to realise dat &lt;strong&gt;age dun reali matter.&lt;/strong&gt; S-E-R-I-O-U-S-L-Y.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND dis is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SO NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; becoz im wif one rite now, but becoz now, i fil dat chemistry between both parties is even more important den anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not to mention dat most &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;older guys dun act their age &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; are juz egoistic bastards, loving e control dey haf over us younger weaklings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from experience, being engaged to an older guy has taught me a very desirable lesson i will never forget. even thou he was older den me, and "supposedly" to be more matured, sadly &lt;strong&gt;he wasnt at all.&lt;/strong&gt; in fact, my greatest disappointment was him. sometimes i fil like im his toy puppet which he controls within his powers. &lt;strong&gt;urgh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and amidst e breakup of my engagement, i met someone new. someone &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;younger den me by 7mths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; but he &lt;strong&gt;dun look younger&lt;/strong&gt;; nor does he behave like a 12-yr-old kid. in fact, he was quite matured in his thinking, even prepared in taking our relationship to greater levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a mth plus if us being together, he &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;introduced me to his family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.  and i was warmly welcomed to be part of dem. (&lt;em&gt;most guys wuld take half to a year, and even den still tries to put off meeting e family....)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amazed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;dun be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;younger guys has been proven to be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;even more sensitive to female's feelings and needs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. thou sometimes it felt like u're leading e relationship, it may not always be a bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;in fact,&lt;/span&gt; dun we all love e power we haf over our guys? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;knowing irul has thot me dat being wif younger guys dun necessarily mean a bad thing. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;e chemistry dat we haf is amazing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;; something not many people haf. n even thou we're apart for dis period of time, juz by corresponding thru letters is enuf to noe how we truly feel about each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;based on other experiences too, i've been out wif some other younger guys in e past. n yes, dey haf proven to be even more caring and sensitive den most older guys are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so e next time wen a younger guy approaches u, dun diss him for his age.&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; instead, find dat chemistry between u, n work from der.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT.&lt;/strong&gt; if he's still acting like his age plus being super moronic, den big NO-NO. and if he looks his age (&lt;em&gt;which wuld make him look younger den u&lt;/em&gt;) den &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;forget it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. u wuld end up looking like e older sister and a younger brother out on a shopping trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;eeeeeeeeewwwwwwwwwwwww.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e cons thou, i might add is dat dey are not really ready for a committed relationship yet. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;serious issues-talks dun work wif dem.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;dey juz simply dun bother. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;dey are exactly wat u nid wen e time comes for u to fil young all over again. juz &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fun n games&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; all day. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;stress-free.&lt;/span&gt; it gets frustrating at times but coz dey are 'younger', dis tings dun matter till years later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and unfortunately, we gals mature faster &lt;em&gt;(or so dey say&lt;/em&gt;), so we tend to get all worked up and motherly over commitment issues once in awhile.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;believe me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;8 out of 10 gals&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; are e ones asking their guys &lt;strong&gt;wen culd dey finally tie e knot&lt;/strong&gt; or &lt;strong&gt;wer is e relationship going&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;mind u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i said&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8 out of 10&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;2&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; are still witholding their dignity as females.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;we cant help it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;; we're females! we're inborn wif dis irritating &lt;em&gt;but useful&lt;/em&gt; traits ey...we plan wat our future holds, while guys go ahead wif wat dey tink is best at e mo...n&lt;strong&gt; use their brains later.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;bummer.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;i noe.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone told me before dat wen u're looking for a life partner, make sure he's &lt;strong&gt;7 yrs older den u.&lt;/strong&gt; coz dat seems to be e right wavelength for our &lt;em&gt;overdeveloped-self&lt;/em&gt; n their&lt;em&gt; slowly- making-it maturity levels.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hmph.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow, im beginning to realize this theory is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;crap.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;coz ive seen it wif my own eyes hw bullshitty older guys truly are. besides, dey &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;look far too old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for e gal, making dem look like a &lt;em&gt;"sugar daddy" kinda relationship.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;urggh. not exactly a match made in heaven rite??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;haix. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;still.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;at e end of e day,&lt;strong&gt; it's still &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;e chemistry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; dat i b searching for.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;n yesh truly...dat &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;chemistry &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;has kept us going strong thruout e storms which came crashing upon our helpless souls... yet together, we're &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;holding on&lt;/span&gt; and looking forward to e day e sun will shine brightly upon us once again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/R5446X-HKKI/AAAAAAAABEI/td_1bOdfOWM/s1600-h/blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160624798531266722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/R5446X-HKKI/AAAAAAAABEI/td_1bOdfOWM/s320/blog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;pray for us aites? =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/R5446X-HKKI/AAAAAAAABEI/td_1bOdfOWM/s1600-h/blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-7882925115226598540?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/7882925115226598540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=7882925115226598540&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/7882925115226598540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/7882925115226598540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-noe-dis-entry-has-been-long-overdued.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/R5446X-HKKI/AAAAAAAABEI/td_1bOdfOWM/s72-c/blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-8699396855958024013</id><published>2007-12-19T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T19:09:01.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i hereby declare dat i'm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; OFFICIALLY&lt;/span&gt; bored.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. what is the one birthday present that you would really like to have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-my beby boy to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;come home in feb&lt;/span&gt;..dat was my bday wish dis yr..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. are you happy with the person that you are currently attached to now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-i wuld be even happier if he was &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;here wif me&lt;/span&gt;... ='(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. do you have mixed feelings everytime?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-yar. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. do you think you'll die young?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-life n death is in HIS hands.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5: what do you think about most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-will he be able to come home in &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;feb&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. would you be happier with a sensitive guy or a loud guy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-lil bit of&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;both&lt;/span&gt;. cannot be too sensitive or too loud.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 . do you expect your BF to give you red roses on Valentines' Day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-nahh. juz be wif me on dat day is&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;enuf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 . wentworth miller or brendon urie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;-absolutely no idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. audrey kitching or tyra banks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-banks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 . do you make friends easier with girls or guys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-dun judge me k. but i think &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. do you easily fall for sweet talks from guys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;-noway!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. why do you think guys cheat alot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-coz dey wanna be official &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;man whores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. by what age do you think you'll get married?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-hopefully dis &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;080808&lt;/span&gt; will happen for us..&lt;em&gt;insyAllah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. is there any particular guy that you are interested in but are shy in making the first move?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;-nahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. any feelings for your ex?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-dat man whore? juz &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;pure hatred.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-8699396855958024013?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/8699396855958024013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=8699396855958024013&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/8699396855958024013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/8699396855958024013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-hereby-declare-dat-im-officially.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-367611007399442823</id><published>2007-12-11T11:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T12:17:22.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;short entry for now.... new mommy n baby are safe and sound at home now. &lt;strong&gt;baby&lt;/strong&gt; is now&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; 4 days old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; n we cant get enuf of him. quite a &lt;em&gt;quiet baby&lt;/em&gt;. not much of crying n stuff...hehe. k still early to judge lah. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;damn cute lah dis boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/R14FCJe60ZI/AAAAAAAABD0/p1KjnBNPVMY/s1600-h/1_887219085l+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142553358967165330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/R14FCJe60ZI/AAAAAAAABD0/p1KjnBNPVMY/s320/1_887219085l+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;lil 'nephew'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; has been named! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;after his late grandpa (irul n nisha's dad)....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/R14Jd5e60bI/AAAAAAAABEA/YL44CSZNCOo/s1600-h/1_887219085l+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142558233755046322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/R14Jd5e60bI/AAAAAAAABEA/YL44CSZNCOo/s320/1_887219085l+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;born 7th Dec 07 @ 0838pm...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/R14FB5e60XI/AAAAAAAABDo/oqRFQJyHsug/s1600-h/1_349380678l+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142553354672198002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/R14FB5e60XI/AAAAAAAABDo/oqRFQJyHsug/s320/1_349380678l+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;le familia erzaNisha&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;congrats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to my &lt;strong&gt;future 'sis-in-law'&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;n hubby, erzan&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"may &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;danny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; grow up to be someone &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;useful n successful&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;loved much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; by everyone around him &amp;amp; menjadi &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;anak yg soleh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Amin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-367611007399442823?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/367611007399442823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=367611007399442823&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/367611007399442823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/367611007399442823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-lil-nephew-has-been-named-after-his.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/R14FCJe60ZI/AAAAAAAABD0/p1KjnBNPVMY/s72-c/1_887219085l+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-1086045140595802287</id><published>2007-12-08T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T02:20:59.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>for 2 days we been waiting for his arrival. for 2 days we been at SGH. and finally at 8.40pm juz now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/R1mNgwD_AvI/AAAAAAAABDg/Hem5yT9bpmc/s1600-h/IMAGE_010+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141296043417076466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/R1mNgwD_AvI/AAAAAAAABDg/Hem5yT9bpmc/s320/IMAGE_010+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it has been a long labour for nisha...poor her. but it's worth e pain. =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141294986855121586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/R1mMjQD_ArI/AAAAAAAABDE/Qcfcsmi9iWk/s320/IMAGE_008+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dis baby's name has not been decided yet but some ideas has come up...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/R1mMjgD_AsI/AAAAAAAABDM/0goZ6TksMRI/s1600-h/IMAGE_009+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141294991150088898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/R1mMjgD_AsI/AAAAAAAABDM/0goZ6TksMRI/s320/IMAGE_009+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;erzaNisha's bundle of joy....few hours...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/R1mMjAD_AqI/AAAAAAAABC8/E8OS2uFf3is/s1600-h/DSC00553+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141294982560154274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/R1mMjAD_AqI/AAAAAAAABC8/E8OS2uFf3is/s320/DSC00553+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/R1mMiQD_ApI/AAAAAAAABC0/CFuVgVgxciU/s1600-h/DSC00548+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141294969675252370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/R1mMiQD_ApI/AAAAAAAABC0/CFuVgVgxciU/s320/DSC00548+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;and now, i've became an aunt!! awww....tumpang ah kan... best gitu kan da ade baby....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;niwaes we culdnt touch him yet coz he's actually 2 weeks early and has difficulty breathing so he's in for observation for awhile. guess tomorrow we be up close and personal wif him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;congrats to nisha n erzan for e beautiful bundle of joy...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-1086045140595802287?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/1086045140595802287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=1086045140595802287&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/1086045140595802287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/1086045140595802287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2007/12/for-2-days-we-been-waiting-for-his.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/R1mNgwD_AvI/AAAAAAAABDg/Hem5yT9bpmc/s72-c/IMAGE_010+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-1432785769596461348</id><published>2007-12-03T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T01:58:55.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its been &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;damn long&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; since i last blogged.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;has got writer's block. &lt;strong&gt;[mcm paham!]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aniwaes. i noe dis is like w&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;aaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyyy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; long overdued.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;on e nite of 15th nov 2007....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;at cash studio&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/R1Q8wAD_AWI/AAAAAAAABAc/VOFs_6b1VYQ/s1600-R/e1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139799870084677986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/R1Q8wAD_AWI/AAAAAAAABAc/7RENvZIqjWY/s320/e1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139799878674612594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/R1Q8wgD_AXI/AAAAAAAABAk/WaACoRpegzk/s320/e2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/R1Q9DAD_AYI/AAAAAAAABAs/16Y1xxw5F_0/s1600-R/e3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139800196502192514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/R1Q9DAD_AYI/AAAAAAAABAs/MRatQjg6CRg/s320/e3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;den came midnite, 16th nov 2007....i turned 22!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/R1Q8tgD_AUI/AAAAAAAABAM/57L3cRkeY4w/s1600-R/cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139799827135004994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/R1Q8tgD_AUI/AAAAAAAABAM/hROXBNYZYsg/s320/cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/R1Q9-wD_AnI/AAAAAAAABCk/V6A3JOPa5Zc/s1600-R/wish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139801222999376498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/R1Q9-wD_AnI/AAAAAAAABCk/jMrmjGXg0c4/s320/wish.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;still hoping it wuld come true!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;den syed n sis presented me my bday gift....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/R1Q9wwD_AlI/AAAAAAAABCU/Bi6mLF2g7bk/s1600-R/open.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139800982481207890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/R1Q9wwD_AlI/AAAAAAAABCU/pa71hR0SeFI/s320/open.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/R1Q9xAD_AmI/AAAAAAAABCc/q7MmRFiIBOs/s1600-R/open2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139800986776175202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/R1Q9xAD_AmI/AAAAAAAABCc/L-00pEYrHJE/s320/open2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;which was.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/R1Q9DwD_AcI/AAAAAAAABBM/Y1jU1jVSqKw/s1600-R/me+n+psp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139800209387094466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/R1Q9DwD_AcI/AAAAAAAABBM/X_13bHOHFCk/s320/me+n+psp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;thanx to mami, daddy, sis n syed (for helping dem to find) for my psp!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so den, we cut e cake n shared around....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/R1Q9cAD_AdI/AAAAAAAABBU/WUuHBp_c0Xo/s1600-R/me+n+sis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139800625998922194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/R1Q9cAD_AdI/AAAAAAAABBU/8tsagGbfiV0/s320/me+n+sis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/R1Q9cQD_AfI/AAAAAAAABBk/K6Csai4-JGo/s1600-R/me+n+yana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139800630293889522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/R1Q9cQD_AfI/AAAAAAAABBk/9wXVP0my9ZI/s320/me+n+yana.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bit more camwhoring...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/R1Q9cgD_AgI/AAAAAAAABBs/RSddTh2TpIo/s1600-R/me+n+yana2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139800634588856834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/R1Q9cgD_AgI/AAAAAAAABBs/9arT5xDvXjg/s320/me+n+yana2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/R1Q9DQD_AaI/AAAAAAAABA8/A4B18j-n7cM/s1600-R/me+n+lin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139800200797159842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/R1Q9DQD_AaI/AAAAAAAABA8/9GuVtYG3R28/s320/me+n+lin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/R1Q9DwD_AbI/AAAAAAAABBE/EcFlAtYOwVE/s1600-R/me+n+mimi.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139800209387094450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/R1Q9DwD_AbI/AAAAAAAABBE/3byJ57wIzdw/s320/me+n+mimi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;...before we left for&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/R1RBcwD_AoI/AAAAAAAABCs/nWWSlY_d4uA/s1600-R/dblo-obar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139805036930335362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/R1RBcwD_AoI/AAAAAAAABCs/zL_TSR10zY8/s320/dblo-obar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;double O&lt;/strong&gt; for it was ladies nite...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;we danced e nite away n got abit pissed....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/R1Q8tAD_ATI/AAAAAAAABAE/aLpBLlegPws/s1600-R/aftermath.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139799818545070386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/R1Q8tAD_ATI/AAAAAAAABAE/zkicUIMG7aQ/s320/aftermath.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/R1Q8twD_AVI/AAAAAAAABAU/WWH7yI_YacU/s1600-R/camwhore.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139799831429972306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/R1Q8twD_AVI/AAAAAAAABAU/65HOW027HZg/s320/camwhore.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/R1Q9cQD_AeI/AAAAAAAABBc/Lkg3vZ7t4JY/s1600-R/me+n+syed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139800630293889506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/R1Q9cQD_AeI/AAAAAAAABBc/SAdmlMAbODY/s320/me+n+syed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/R1Q9wQD_AiI/AAAAAAAABB8/v5aKycZK58s/s1600-R/mimi+n+me2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139800973891273250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/R1Q9wQD_AiI/AAAAAAAABB8/VVgtITdNzjU/s320/mimi+n+me2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/R1Q9cgD_AhI/AAAAAAAABB0/0E3A0FJjg38/s1600-R/mimi+n+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139800634588856850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/R1Q9cgD_AhI/AAAAAAAABB0/vxce2vTbKRU/s320/mimi+n+me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/R1Q9DQD_AZI/AAAAAAAABA0/eUD5Y0o-kpM/s1600-R/me+n+hannan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139800200797159826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/R1Q9DQD_AZI/AAAAAAAABA0/t8UnyYW0XQw/s320/me+n+hannan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/R1Q9wgD_AjI/AAAAAAAABCE/EB0CioXEy7w/s1600-R/mimi+n+syed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139800978186240562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/R1Q9wgD_AjI/AAAAAAAABCE/lD7qHI4aiqE/s320/mimi+n+syed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;oh well. no one remembers taking alot of pix while having fun. furthermore, my &lt;strong&gt;phone cam sux&lt;/strong&gt;! i'm sooooooo gona change it soon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;wateva. i'm 22.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;urrrggghhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and at 22, i'm playing wif PSP. judge me if u want, i dun care. i'm having much fun wif my &lt;strong&gt;Sims 2.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; =)&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/R1Q9wwD_AkI/AAAAAAAABCM/3Ga08_Zpt4E/s1600-R/nite.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&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/27271803-1432785769596461348?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/1432785769596461348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=1432785769596461348&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/1432785769596461348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/1432785769596461348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-been-damn-long-since-i-last-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/R1Q8wAD_AWI/AAAAAAAABAc/7RENvZIqjWY/s72-c/e1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-3429086450372806004</id><published>2007-10-23T11:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T12:14:49.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday was his televisit.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; finally. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, i got to see him.&lt;br /&gt;after 2 long mths o get to see him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gawd. i've missed him so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i missed him so damn much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm missing him even now as i'm writing dis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first we both were too shy to talk to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;malu2 lah gitu. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his hair is short now. and black. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; he's building up his bod again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;he looks much, much better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he looks like&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; my old anwar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e one i met a year ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den we exchanged afew words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;his &lt;strong&gt;smiles&lt;/strong&gt; are e greatest 15th mth anniversary gift he culd ever gif me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he asked if i missed him.&lt;br /&gt;of coz i did!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he said i'm chubby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;da agak da. bacin tul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh. and he told mama to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bring me every visit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if can.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tee-hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to which mama responded,&lt;br /&gt;why not juz chg e perm person.&lt;br /&gt;chg it to me so dat she dun haf to come always.&lt;br /&gt;and he said no.&lt;br /&gt;mum first.&lt;br /&gt;alah cute lah dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den mama told him bout his sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;his later released date.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e appeal didn't get thru.&lt;br /&gt;he was sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;reali, reali sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we told him, we'll try harder.&lt;br /&gt;we'll do anything else we can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den he said to me, "B, i duduk setahun seh b."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i said i already noe.&lt;/strong&gt; den he shrugged.&lt;br /&gt;mama told him to be patient.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hurts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to see him lyk dat.&lt;br /&gt;to see his face suddenly fell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if der's anything dat i can do, i wuld.&lt;br /&gt;i reali wuld.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i wan him out e soon-est.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we've been away from each other far too long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ya Allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;please &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hear our pleads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. please &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;help us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;please &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;release our loved one in feb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;e soonest u can.&lt;br /&gt;please &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;help us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in dis moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hear our cries n pleads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, please.&lt;br /&gt;Amin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-3429086450372806004?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-543683963607257385</id><published>2007-10-16T03:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T20:38:48.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wishing all &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;selamat hari raya aidil fitri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not something to celebrate for me. right from the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;even thou i've received letters from him &amp;amp; stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bad news&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; were given to me by his mum e other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he wun b out till&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; aug 08.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dats another &lt;em&gt;10mths.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 long f**king mths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we all expected in feb.&lt;br /&gt;but he didnt get e program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sedih lah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 bulan jek da pure torture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apetah lagi 10mths???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kesian dia..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;kesian me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haishh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im juz realli sad now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i gez 080808 wun be happening for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;is dis e fate dat God has written for me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cant anything go right in my life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-1213753860335939838</id><published>2007-10-11T05:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T12:08:27.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thursday morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;2 days more to syawal.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kudos to all those who have made it.&lt;br /&gt;for those who didnt, its payback time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raya used to be a day filled wif &lt;em&gt;joys &amp;amp; happiness.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;becoz as kid, its collecting money time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hehe.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately. raya now means &lt;strong&gt;a hole in my pocket.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;haix.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat i wuld gif to be a kid again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hurhur.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;tak malu lah pulak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes.&lt;br /&gt;last mon was his visit.&lt;br /&gt;after dat i went to his mum's place after buka.&lt;br /&gt;we had a lil talk. of coz der were tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but things are cleared now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n yesh. she's letting us continue our relationship.&lt;strong&gt; =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;insyAllah, 080808 i be joining e fam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;insyAllah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; lah kan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its gona be tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;but we're hanging in der.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, she gave me his first letter to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dated 8th sept.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he said he regretted it. regretted e tings dat has happened.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; he resolved to change.&lt;br /&gt;he also asked for my forgiveness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he also &lt;strong&gt;thot it was over between us. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, he said if my hart is still in dis relationship, he hopes to see me wen he's released.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;we're hoping it's in feb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after his visit.&lt;br /&gt;his mum &amp;amp; sis says dat he's stronger now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;physically &amp;amp; emotionally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he aint crying anymore. gez he listened to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hehe.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next visit is on the&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; 22nd oct.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his mum says if der was someone to care for adho, she'd bring me.&lt;br /&gt;but dis time round will b &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;televisit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meaning we wun c him in person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u people cant be dat dumb.&lt;br /&gt;gez by e word tele-visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hurhur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den yesterday after school, i had another surprise.&lt;br /&gt;i received another letter from him.&lt;br /&gt;dis time addressed to najib's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dated 1st oct.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he wrote dat he's happy to hear from me.&lt;br /&gt;every letter is like a present to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hehe. cute lah dekni.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's really happy dat im gona wait for him &amp;amp; dat i'm not giving up dis relationship.&lt;br /&gt;e reason he asked for e album back is coz he thot dat i wanted out.&lt;br /&gt;now dat everything else is cleared, its easier to communicate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well. damn im happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im elated! =D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;towards e end, he wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Pls bear in mind dat every part of my life misses u. I can hardly wait until we are together again &amp;amp; der arent enuf words in dis world to tell how i fil bout u but maybe dis will. I sincerely appreciate, treasure &amp;amp; luf u so much my beby dwaft."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; he ended it wif:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"maybe u say u still want me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;maybe u say dat u dun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;maybe we say it was over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;but beby i can't let u go"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sejak biler lah dia da jadi mat jiwang ni..&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n yesh. i cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10mins before buka.&lt;br /&gt;tapi tak sengaja pe.&lt;br /&gt;kire ok lah tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as much as he misses me, i miss him twice as much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;maybe even more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can hardly wait for his return too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k now gota go mandi.&lt;br /&gt;bising lah mak aku ni.&lt;br /&gt;kalau menjawab, nanti batal lah pulak puase aku ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till den.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: did i mention dat e toyota wish total repair cost adds up to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;$11k? =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-1213753860335939838?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/1213753860335939838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=1213753860335939838&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/1213753860335939838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/1213753860335939838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-thursday-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-4883824145495801705</id><published>2007-09-28T10:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T10:10:51.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>juz a short entry for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;kudos&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;to my bezfren, nadia, on news of her pregnancy...n yesh it's &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;khairil's yusoff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; baby. 2mths along now...so by e time she gives birth, my &lt;strong&gt;hubby wuld be out&lt;/strong&gt; too! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(i hope!!!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;babe, wateva u decide to do next..i b der for u. lyk u always say to me, "if it makes u happy...". wateva it is, never let regret step into ur life wif wateva decision u made.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;congrats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-4883824145495801705?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/4883824145495801705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=4883824145495801705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/4883824145495801705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/4883824145495801705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2007/09/juz-short-entry-for-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-5597249033283554100</id><published>2007-09-26T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T00:07:49.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today his granny passed away. while on the way home, lynNajib gave me a call...after dat his mum text me. by 9 i was already der.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 1st i was terrified to mit all his relatives. my fears were uncalled for. i was welcomed veri much by lynNajib n all their cuzzins..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw his mum...his sisters..his brother...'cept for khalid n his dad....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wen i was leaving for home, i hugged apeyadik..his aunt...said she actually wanted to call me and talk...i said juz call me, anytime....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after i salam his mum, she juz patted me...i duno wat dat means...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i noe is dat im thankful everyone still treats me as one of dem even thou he's not ard... i juz hope i still remain family..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mish him so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-5597249033283554100?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/5597249033283554100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=5597249033283554100&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/5597249033283554100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/5597249033283554100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2007/09/today-his-granny-passed-away.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-3722132791711529690</id><published>2007-09-25T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T01:29:22.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;yesterday met wif an &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;accident&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; while driving sis back home to bukit timah. had him on my mind....suddenly i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;blacked out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. zoned out. e next ting i knew, i've hit e railings on e PIE expressway. &lt;em&gt;eeeerrrrgggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;how &lt;strong&gt;unlucky&lt;/strong&gt; can a gal get in 2 farking mths?!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THE DAMAGED:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RvfvIYvPlCI/AAAAAAAAA_s/yZJOgPIQgzM/s1600-h/DSC00292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113818829261083682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RvfvIYvPlCI/AAAAAAAAA_s/yZJOgPIQgzM/s320/DSC00292.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e cause of e impact on e front door. dented &amp;amp; scrapped.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RvfvH4vPlBI/AAAAAAAAA_k/1G8JJO4Td7Y/s1600-h/DSC00291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113818820671149074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RvfvH4vPlBI/AAAAAAAAA_k/1G8JJO4Td7Y/s320/DSC00291.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;further up infront. scrapped.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RvfvGovPk_I/AAAAAAAAA_U/KbrNPeZdocY/s1600-h/DSC00289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113818799196312562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RvfvGovPk_I/AAAAAAAAA_U/KbrNPeZdocY/s320/DSC00289.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e whole front side. front tyre punctured &amp;amp; rim out of shaped.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RvfvHYvPlAI/AAAAAAAAA_c/KYVxGtpmRyk/s1600-h/DSC00290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113818812081214466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RvfvHYvPlAI/AAAAAAAAA_c/KYVxGtpmRyk/s320/DSC00290.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;close up of rim n tyre.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113818782016443362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RvfvFovPk-I/AAAAAAAAA_M/zYJqMT_LtOA/s320/DSC00288.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;punctured back tyre &amp;amp; mis-shaped rim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RvfwAIvPlEI/AAAAAAAAA_8/Avy6fxQ9Sms/s1600-h/DSC00295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113819787038790722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RvfwAIvPlEI/AAAAAAAAA_8/Avy6fxQ9Sms/s320/DSC00295.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha. juz freaking u out. dis e spare tyre nided to tow e car away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; we'll see u in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;a week's time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rvfv_4vPlDI/AAAAAAAAA_0/dkUXXdAWYLU/s1600-h/DSC00294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113819782743823410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rvfv_4vPlDI/AAAAAAAAA_0/dkUXXdAWYLU/s320/DSC00294.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;dis by far has been e &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;worst accident&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ever...oh god. dat culd happen to me. culd happen to us. imagined if e car was overturned, or lost of control. me &amp;amp; sis will be waving goodbye...i dread to think bout it. after dat i was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;traumatized&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; n didnt drive again e whole day yesterday n today. am still &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; shooked up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;daddy has &lt;strong&gt;forbidden &lt;/strong&gt;me to drive his car again. which sux. but ok coz he's not gona confiscate my car. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i still can't drive it yet. haf to stable myself &amp;amp; thots first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;total repair cost comes up to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3k plus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; as e front axle was broken by e impact &amp;amp; had to be replaced. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;eeeeerrrrrrrrrrggggggggggghhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;why is dis happening to me????&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/27271803-3722132791711529690?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/3722132791711529690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=3722132791711529690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/3722132791711529690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/3722132791711529690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2007/09/yesterday-met-wif-accident-while.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RvfvIYvPlCI/AAAAAAAAA_s/yZJOgPIQgzM/s72-c/DSC00292.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-9151330913363923524</id><published>2007-09-22T13:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T14:52:17.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RvS5h4vPk8I/AAAAAAAAA-8/_OBxFqiPTJY/s1600-h/DSC00307.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lazy &amp;amp; hot sat afternoon. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;supposed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to be doing my assignment essay. which i wanted to start on many, many decades ago. juz plain lazy larh. but gota do it today. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;mon's dateline. &lt;em&gt;i nid to be more disciplined!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;its e &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;10th&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;day to our fasting mth now. &lt;em&gt;(only??)&lt;/em&gt; haha. i missed a week of it, restarted fasting only lyk yesterday. people lose weight wen dey fast but i put on a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;tremendous amount of fats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on me..i cant even fit into my jeans!!! damn. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;damn&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DAMN.&lt;/span&gt; i put on freaking, jolly well &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;10kg worth of fats&lt;/span&gt; in a mth ok. i weigh lyk 58kg now. f**k!F**K! &lt;em&gt;(i'm fasting mind u.)&lt;/em&gt; now gota fast properly. wen i break fast gota control wat i eat. duno y, i seem to want to eat everything!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'm fat. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i'm huge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; i'm enormous. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dead.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;aniwaes. i watched avril on mtv e other day. &amp;amp; i so &lt;em&gt;freeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaking lyk her attitude n style larh!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112907974071784322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RvSytovPk4I/AAAAAAAAA-c/ysE5pCjbwLU/s320/a1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i love her eyes &amp;amp; hair in dis pix.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112907974071784306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RvSytovPk3I/AAAAAAAAA-U/e66K10fmUnk/s320/lavigne_avril2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;obviously not her jump ok? its her dressing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;so as of yesterday, i kinda decided im gona go &lt;strong&gt;punk/rock chix ala avril style&lt;/strong&gt;. haha. &lt;strong&gt;BUT&lt;/strong&gt; im gona work it down slowly from e face all e way down to e clothes coz obviously i may nid some new pants dat screams 'avril'. my eyes are getting der, all kohl-black and smudged. nid to &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;STOP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; cutting my hair lah for god's sake. which by e way is all black now. wif no hint of browns or reds or wateva. check it out in frenster if u want. looks weird at first but now trying reali hard to adapt to it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bout him.&lt;/strong&gt; no news yet 'cept dat i noe his letter to me has already arrived at his plc. i've yet to read it, but his mum promised me she'll give it to me after 8th oct, which is his next visit. dis is bcoz wateva he wrote in e letter is different from wat he said to his mum during his last visit. which is so weird considering dat he wrote e letter on 7th sept and his visit was on e 12th. so his mum gota ask him if he still meant everything he said or not blah blah blah b4 i can read e letter. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(exhales...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;confusing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; nemind. as long as i understand. hehe. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;so far, i've send him &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;10pgs worth of letters&lt;/span&gt;. finally got his add from najib who got it from his mum. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(shush!!!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; oh well. she mite be preventing me from seeing him but she cant prevent my letters from reaching him rite? but najib said, e letters will only reach him in a wk or 2, so i gota be patient. i can kip on writing to him every single day, but for him to reply would be a little tougher coz it will only reach u in a mth. which kinda sux coz wateva i wrote wuld b old news den. n good in a way coz den by e tym he's out he shuld have written bout 9-10 letters. so i wun fil e drag too much. 1mth down. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;8 to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;hari raya dis year. aint got e mood to celebrate. dun even wana go geylang. dis year got own transport sum more but reali aint got e mood. i noe its only e 1st wk of e fasting mth n its too early to say anything...but i'm sure i'd still be mourning!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;aniwaes. dun let my moods get u2. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;gota start my essay now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; really!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-9151330913363923524?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/9151330913363923524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=9151330913363923524&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/9151330913363923524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/9151330913363923524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2007/09/lazy-hot-sat-afternoon.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RvSytovPk4I/AAAAAAAAA-c/ysE5pCjbwLU/s72-c/a1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-2026424984437511217</id><published>2007-09-15T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T01:11:47.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;1st of all, wishing all muslims peeps a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hapi ramadhan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..its been e 3rd day now. time flies real fast dun u tink? so aniwaes...for break of fast today...le familia went to...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwMH77jf2I/AAAAAAAAA-E/wwkswAPPMbw/s1600-h/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110473007644770146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwMH77jf2I/AAAAAAAAA-E/wwkswAPPMbw/s320/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;damn huge restaurant, 2 floors and a veri huge capacity of dining tables. great for crowds. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and of coz places like dis comes wif....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;great food!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwJqr7jfyI/AAAAAAAAA9k/exbAfZPuiZo/s1600-h/DSC00226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110470306110340898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwJqr7jfyI/AAAAAAAAA9k/exbAfZPuiZo/s320/DSC00226.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwJsb7jfzI/AAAAAAAAA9s/9p6kHxxH9Wc/s1600-h/DSC00225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110470336175111986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwJsb7jfzI/AAAAAAAAA9s/9p6kHxxH9Wc/s320/DSC00225.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwJtb7jf0I/AAAAAAAAA90/8sqZEaxdVF4/s1600-h/DSC00224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110470353354981186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwJtb7jf0I/AAAAAAAAA90/8sqZEaxdVF4/s320/DSC00224.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwJu77jf1I/AAAAAAAAA98/JiwCQWSezb8/s1600-h/DSC00223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110470379124784978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwJu77jf1I/AAAAAAAAA98/JiwCQWSezb8/s320/DSC00223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and dis was like onli part of it.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so u get e gist...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;its buffet!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;eat all u want!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...and dis was wat we had...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;der was no rice as der were too many people der and e top up took so long.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Ruv7877jfII/AAAAAAAAA4k/CEbxCoyMaLc/s1600-h/DSC00195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110455226480163970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Ruv7877jfII/AAAAAAAAA4k/CEbxCoyMaLc/s320/DSC00195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so sis took some dim sum(paos) and her favourite oat prawns...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Ruv7577jfFI/AAAAAAAAA4M/i1cFKhomE9Y/s1600-h/DSC00192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110455174940556370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Ruv7577jfFI/AAAAAAAAA4M/i1cFKhomE9Y/s320/DSC00192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;while i had sushi....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwBp77jfaI/AAAAAAAAA6s/Vdjb-97RCLU/s1600-h/DSC00206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110461497132416418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwBp77jfaI/AAAAAAAAA6s/Vdjb-97RCLU/s320/DSC00206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dad had dis cold, cold clams n such...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwBqb7jfbI/AAAAAAAAA60/96QvxyakLe0/s1600-h/DSC00207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110461505722351026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwBqb7jfbI/AAAAAAAAA60/96QvxyakLe0/s320/DSC00207.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mummy joined him...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwErr7jfjI/AAAAAAAAA7w/2eQJn-rMdYg/s1600-h/DSC00212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110464825732070962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwErr7jfjI/AAAAAAAAA7w/2eQJn-rMdYg/s320/DSC00212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwGEr7jflI/AAAAAAAAA8A/tYHKZC_SFjA/s1600-h/DSC00213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110466354740428370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwGEr7jflI/AAAAAAAAA8A/tYHKZC_SFjA/s320/DSC00213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dats e meat of it....(yuck!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwEpb7jfhI/AAAAAAAAA7g/zuxsBn577rY/s1600-h/DSC00210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110464787077365266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwEpb7jfhI/AAAAAAAAA7g/zuxsBn577rY/s320/DSC00210.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and e disposed....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Ruv79b7jfJI/AAAAAAAAA4s/QoCyeTrpFTk/s1600-h/DSC00196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110455235070098578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Ruv79b7jfJI/AAAAAAAAA4s/QoCyeTrpFTk/s320/DSC00196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;waiting for.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwAcb7jfWI/AAAAAAAAA6M/5p0PGO4uCkI/s1600-h/DSC00199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110460165692554594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwAcb7jfWI/AAAAAAAAA6M/5p0PGO4uCkI/s320/DSC00199.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwAdr7jfYI/AAAAAAAAA6c/Eg3MkJNCcxg/s1600-h/DSC00201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110460187167391106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwAdr7jfYI/AAAAAAAAA6c/Eg3MkJNCcxg/s320/DSC00201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for mummy to cut e meat....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwAc77jfXI/AAAAAAAAA6U/Py1Oz4iPJqc/s1600-h/DSC00200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110460174282489202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwAc77jfXI/AAAAAAAAA6U/Py1Oz4iPJqc/s320/DSC00200.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwAbb7jfVI/AAAAAAAAA6E/qMZm_Yp9-C0/s1600-h/DSC00198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110460148512685394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwAbb7jfVI/AAAAAAAAA6E/qMZm_Yp9-C0/s320/DSC00198.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;den came e chix satay....which i didnt taste but mum said it was horrible!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Ruv78L7jfHI/AAAAAAAAA4c/YREWrzpbuys/s1600-h/DSC00194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110455213595262066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Ruv78L7jfHI/AAAAAAAAA4c/YREWrzpbuys/s320/DSC00194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so sis n me had some pizza....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwAer7jfZI/AAAAAAAAA6k/v_WOlv4ulbY/s1600-h/DSC00204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110460204347260306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwAer7jfZI/AAAAAAAAA6k/v_WOlv4ulbY/s320/DSC00204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...and somebody had to go n look stupid. hehe. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwHdL7jfqI/AAAAAAAAA8o/SEMdkId82Jc/s1600-h/DSC00218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110467875158851234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwHdL7jfqI/AAAAAAAAA8o/SEMdkId82Jc/s320/DSC00218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sis' dory wif mango sauce came....which she culdnt eat anymore...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwEqr7jfiI/AAAAAAAAA7o/1ZFEdupqjwM/s1600-h/DSC00211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110464808552201762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwEqr7jfiI/AAAAAAAAA7o/1ZFEdupqjwM/s320/DSC00211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yes...der are hot drinks der for fussy mums...hehe&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and of coz dinner's never complete wif no desserts rite.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwGGL7jfmI/AAAAAAAAA8I/oytv6oWgLHM/s1600-h/DSC00214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110466380510232162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwGGL7jfmI/AAAAAAAAA8I/oytv6oWgLHM/s320/DSC00214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwGJb7jfoI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/K4pIY51Q0Bw/s1600-h/DSC00216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110466436344807042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwGJb7jfoI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/K4pIY51Q0Bw/s320/DSC00216.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwGG77jfnI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/9Ov2g8PJSgc/s1600-h/DSC00215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110466393395134066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwGG77jfnI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/9Ov2g8PJSgc/s320/DSC00215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwHdr7jfrI/AAAAAAAAA8w/88wIQTJwUHM/s1600-h/DSC00219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110467883748785842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwHdr7jfrI/AAAAAAAAA8w/88wIQTJwUHM/s320/DSC00219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwGKb7jfpI/AAAAAAAAA8g/G6pGqamKi2A/s1600-h/DSC00217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110466453524676242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwGKb7jfpI/AAAAAAAAA8g/G6pGqamKi2A/s320/DSC00217.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;afraid of all dat? u can opt for dis instead den.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Ruv77L7jfGI/AAAAAAAAA4U/hwdMYNrR-yg/s1600-h/DSC00193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110455196415392866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Ruv77L7jfGI/AAAAAAAAA4U/hwdMYNrR-yg/s320/DSC00193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i noe how people go crazy for buffet. damn kiasu lah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;take so much but never eat rite......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so ders always a reminder never to....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwHeL7jfsI/AAAAAAAAA84/xs06hPKMX9U/s1600-h/DSC00220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110467892338720450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwHeL7jfsI/AAAAAAAAA84/xs06hPKMX9U/s320/DSC00220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or u'd be fined. no kidding!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it costed us &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;$120&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for 4 but damn worth it. u can sit der till dey close up and no one will bother u. great service too. plates are always being cleared up after ure done so ur table will always haf a lot of space for ur other foods. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;go crazy people!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwHe77jftI/AAAAAAAAA9A/f_omgpwdFj4/s1600-h/DSC00222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110467905223622354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwHe77jftI/AAAAAAAAA9A/f_omgpwdFj4/s320/DSC00222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-2026424984437511217?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/2026424984437511217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=2026424984437511217&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/2026424984437511217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/2026424984437511217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwMH77jf2I/AAAAAAAAA-E/wwkswAPPMbw/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-6753124894863864737</id><published>2007-09-15T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T01:50:21.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>break fast @ sakura woodpark</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV align=left&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;1st of all, wishing all muslims peeps a &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;hapi ramadhan&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;..its been e 3rd day now. time flies real fast dun u tink? so aniwaes...for break of fast today...le familia went to...&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=left&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;A href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwMH77jf2I/AAAAAAAAA-E/wwkswAPPMbw/s1600-h/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110473007644770146 style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwMH77jf2I/AAAAAAAAA-E/wwkswAPPMbw/s320/Untitled-1.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;damn huge restaurant, 2 floors and a veri huge capacity of dining tables. great for crowds. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;and of coz places like dis comes wif....&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;great food!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;A href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwJqr7jfyI/AAAAAAAAA9k/exbAfZPuiZo/s1600-h/DSC00226.JPG"&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110470306110340898 style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwJqr7jfyI/AAAAAAAAA9k/exbAfZPuiZo/s320/DSC00226.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;A href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwJsb7jfzI/AAAAAAAAA9s/9p6kHxxH9Wc/s1600-h/DSC00225.JPG"&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110470336175111986 style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwJsb7jfzI/AAAAAAAAA9s/9p6kHxxH9Wc/s320/DSC00225.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;A href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwJtb7jf0I/AAAAAAAAA90/8sqZEaxdVF4/s1600-h/DSC00224.JPG"&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110470353354981186 style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwJtb7jf0I/AAAAAAAAA90/8sqZEaxdVF4/s320/DSC00224.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;A href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwJu77jf1I/AAAAAAAAA98/JiwCQWSezb8/s1600-h/DSC00223.JPG"&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110470379124784978 style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwJu77jf1I/AAAAAAAAA98/JiwCQWSezb8/s320/DSC00223.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;and dis was like onli part of it.....&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;so u get e gist...&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" size=5&gt;its buffet!!!!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;eat all u want!!!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;*&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;*&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;*&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;*&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;*&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;*&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;*&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;*&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;*&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;*&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;*&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;*&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;*&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;...and dis was wat we had...&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;der was no rice as der were too many people der and e top up took so long..... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;A href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Ruv7877jfII/AAAAAAAAA4k/CEbxCoyMaLc/s1600-h/DSC00195.JPG"&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110455226480163970 style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Ruv7877jfII/AAAAAAAAA4k/CEbxCoyMaLc/s320/DSC00195.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;so sis took some dim sum(paos) and her favourite oat prawns...&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;A href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Ruv7577jfFI/AAAAAAAAA4M/i1cFKhomE9Y/s1600-h/DSC00192.JPG"&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110455174940556370 style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Ruv7577jfFI/AAAAAAAAA4M/i1cFKhomE9Y/s320/DSC00192.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;while i had sushi....&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;A href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwBp77jfaI/AAAAAAAAA6s/Vdjb-97RCLU/s1600-h/DSC00206.JPG"&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110461497132416418 style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwBp77jfaI/AAAAAAAAA6s/Vdjb-97RCLU/s320/DSC00206.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;dad had dis cold, cold clams n such...&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;A href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwBqb7jfbI/AAAAAAAAA60/96QvxyakLe0/s1600-h/DSC00207.JPG"&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110461505722351026 style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwBqb7jfbI/AAAAAAAAA60/96QvxyakLe0/s320/DSC00207.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;mummy joined him...&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;A href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwErr7jfjI/AAAAAAAAA7w/2eQJn-rMdYg/s1600-h/DSC00212.JPG"&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110464825732070962 style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwErr7jfjI/AAAAAAAAA7w/2eQJn-rMdYg/s320/DSC00212.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;A href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwGEr7jflI/AAAAAAAAA8A/tYHKZC_SFjA/s1600-h/DSC00213.JPG"&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110466354740428370 style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwGEr7jflI/AAAAAAAAA8A/tYHKZC_SFjA/s320/DSC00213.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;dats e meat of it....(yuck!)&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;A href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwEpb7jfhI/AAAAAAAAA7g/zuxsBn577rY/s1600-h/DSC00210.JPG"&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110464787077365266 style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwEpb7jfhI/AAAAAAAAA7g/zuxsBn577rY/s320/DSC00210.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;and e disposed....&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;A href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Ruv79b7jfJI/AAAAAAAAA4s/QoCyeTrpFTk/s1600-h/DSC00196.JPG"&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110455235070098578 style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Ruv79b7jfJI/AAAAAAAAA4s/QoCyeTrpFTk/s320/DSC00196.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;waiting for.....&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;A href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwAcb7jfWI/AAAAAAAAA6M/5p0PGO4uCkI/s1600-h/DSC00199.JPG"&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110460165692554594 style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwAcb7jfWI/AAAAAAAAA6M/5p0PGO4uCkI/s320/DSC00199.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;A href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwAdr7jfYI/AAAAAAAAA6c/Eg3MkJNCcxg/s1600-h/DSC00201.JPG"&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110460187167391106 style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwAdr7jfYI/AAAAAAAAA6c/Eg3MkJNCcxg/s320/DSC00201.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;for mummy to cut e meat....&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;A href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwAc77jfXI/AAAAAAAAA6U/Py1Oz4iPJqc/s1600-h/DSC00200.JPG"&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110460174282489202 style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwAc77jfXI/AAAAAAAAA6U/Py1Oz4iPJqc/s320/DSC00200.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;A href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwAbb7jfVI/AAAAAAAAA6E/qMZm_Yp9-C0/s1600-h/DSC00198.JPG"&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110460148512685394 style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwAbb7jfVI/AAAAAAAAA6E/qMZm_Yp9-C0/s320/DSC00198.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;den came e chix satay....which i didnt taste but mum said it was horrible!!!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;A href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Ruv78L7jfHI/AAAAAAAAA4c/YREWrzpbuys/s1600-h/DSC00194.JPG"&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110455213595262066 style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Ruv78L7jfHI/AAAAAAAAA4c/YREWrzpbuys/s320/DSC00194.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;so sis n me had some pizza....&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;A href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwAer7jfZI/AAAAAAAAA6k/v_WOlv4ulbY/s1600-h/DSC00204.JPG"&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110460204347260306 style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwAer7jfZI/AAAAAAAAA6k/v_WOlv4ulbY/s320/DSC00204.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;...and somebody had to go n look stupid. hehe. =) &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;A href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwHdL7jfqI/AAAAAAAAA8o/SEMdkId82Jc/s1600-h/DSC00218.JPG"&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110467875158851234 style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwHdL7jfqI/AAAAAAAAA8o/SEMdkId82Jc/s320/DSC00218.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;sis' dory wif mango sauce came....which she culdnt eat anymore...&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;A href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwEqr7jfiI/AAAAAAAAA7o/1ZFEdupqjwM/s1600-h/DSC00211.JPG"&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110464808552201762 style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwEqr7jfiI/AAAAAAAAA7o/1ZFEdupqjwM/s320/DSC00211.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;yes...der are hot drinks der for fussy mums...hehe &lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;and of coz dinner's never complete wif no desserts rite.....&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;A href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwGGL7jfmI/AAAAAAAAA8I/oytv6oWgLHM/s1600-h/DSC00214.JPG"&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110466380510232162 style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwGGL7jfmI/AAAAAAAAA8I/oytv6oWgLHM/s320/DSC00214.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;A href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwGJb7jfoI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/K4pIY51Q0Bw/s1600-h/DSC00216.JPG"&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110466436344807042 style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwGJb7jfoI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/K4pIY51Q0Bw/s320/DSC00216.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;A href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwGG77jfnI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/9Ov2g8PJSgc/s1600-h/DSC00215.JPG"&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110466393395134066 style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwGG77jfnI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/9Ov2g8PJSgc/s320/DSC00215.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;A href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwHdr7jfrI/AAAAAAAAA8w/88wIQTJwUHM/s1600-h/DSC00219.JPG"&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110467883748785842 style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwHdr7jfrI/AAAAAAAAA8w/88wIQTJwUHM/s320/DSC00219.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;A href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwGKb7jfpI/AAAAAAAAA8g/G6pGqamKi2A/s1600-h/DSC00217.JPG"&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110466453524676242 style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwGKb7jfpI/AAAAAAAAA8g/G6pGqamKi2A/s320/DSC00217.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;afraid of all dat? u can opt for dis instead den.....&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;A href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Ruv77L7jfGI/AAAAAAAAA4U/hwdMYNrR-yg/s1600-h/DSC00193.JPG"&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110455196415392866 style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Ruv77L7jfGI/AAAAAAAAA4U/hwdMYNrR-yg/s320/DSC00193.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;and i noe how people go crazy for buffet. damn kiasu lah. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;take so much but never eat rite......&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;so ders always a reminder never to....&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;A href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwHeL7jfsI/AAAAAAAAA84/xs06hPKMX9U/s1600-h/DSC00220.JPG"&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110467892338720450 style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwHeL7jfsI/AAAAAAAAA84/xs06hPKMX9U/s320/DSC00220.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;or u'd be fined. no kidding!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=left&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;it costed us &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;EM&gt;$120&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt; for 4 but damn worth it. u can sit der till dey close up and no one will bother u. great service too. plates are always being cleared up after ure done so ur table will always haf a lot of space for ur other foods. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=left&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;go crazy people!!!!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;A href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwHe77jftI/AAAAAAAAA9A/f_omgpwdFj4/s1600-h/DSC00222.JPG"&gt;&lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110467905223622354 style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwHe77jftI/AAAAAAAAA9A/f_omgpwdFj4/s320/DSC00222.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-6753124894863864737?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/6753124894863864737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=6753124894863864737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/6753124894863864737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/6753124894863864737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2007/09/break-fast-sakura-woodpark.html' title='break fast @ sakura woodpark'/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RuwMH77jf2I/AAAAAAAAA-E/wwkswAPPMbw/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-4700887669515540792</id><published>2007-09-14T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T23:23:58.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;yesterday in sch, went browsing around in e bazaar and dis one booth was selling dis damn cool keychain larh!!! its one name den wen u turn it around u can get another name out of it!!! or ur own name wen u turn it around. &lt;strong&gt;damn damn cool!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Ruqiwb7jfCI/AAAAAAAAA30/Q4Wn2XvEHdo/s1600-h/DSC00189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110075680220216354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Ruqiwb7jfCI/AAAAAAAAA30/Q4Wn2XvEHdo/s320/DSC00189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;see dis my name rite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wen u turn it around....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Ruqiz77jfEI/AAAAAAAAA4E/a2VUJ0xyxow/s1600-h/DSC00191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110075740349758530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Ruqiz77jfEI/AAAAAAAAA4E/a2VUJ0xyxow/s320/DSC00191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;it spells his name!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(for those who can't read *rolls eyes* its spelled&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;anwar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; k....)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;still blur????&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Ruqiyb7jfDI/AAAAAAAAA38/0ke_I7A62_0/s1600-h/DSC00190+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110075714579954738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Ruqiyb7jfDI/AAAAAAAAA38/0ke_I7A62_0/s320/DSC00190+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;der!!! can see clearly now???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;damn damn cool larh!!! now we're entwined together. hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;he told his mum he wrote a letter for me. but it has yet to arrive... and he asked for our &lt;strong&gt;pix album and all his stuff back&lt;/strong&gt;... i dunno y... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;im &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;afraid &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;to read wat he has written... but i&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; cant wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to read it also... i wana c him... so &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;badly...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wats past is past... all forgotten now... i juz wan him...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i think he's reali trying to forget me... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;8 more mths&lt;/em&gt; to go before he's release...its not dat bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it &lt;strong&gt;culd be earlier.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im waiting.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ive decided. i'll wait. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ive written him plentiful of letters... but i aint got his add...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;nisha... if ure reading dis... pls... help me....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;get me his add can....? ='(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/27271803-4700887669515540792?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/4700887669515540792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=4700887669515540792&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/4700887669515540792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/4700887669515540792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2007/09/yesterday-in-sch-went-browsing-around.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Ruqiwb7jfCI/AAAAAAAAA30/Q4Wn2XvEHdo/s72-c/DSC00189.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-5423466976999777033</id><published>2007-09-13T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T01:21:08.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;for my one &amp;amp; only...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.His Full Name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;md khairul anwar bin md rosli&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How old?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;21 yrs old&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. How long it takes for you to be a Couple?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;few weeks i tink...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. How special are you to HIM?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;only god noes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. How do you get to know HIM?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;met him coincidentally.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do both of you wore the same colorof blouse on your 1st date?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;1st date? i tink we were wearing white...coincidental ok.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What is the first thing you did when you saw HIM?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;wen i 1st met him?smiled larr....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you like HIM while you both were still friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;a whole damn lot!!! =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What can you describe about HIM on characters?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;he's possessive, a little crazy, very outspoken n veri veri farnie...n damn caring too.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Is he taller than you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;he calls me his beby dwaft...=)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Ever give HIM a Birthday present?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;of coz...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Best Memories with HIM??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;too many...best of all, he was der to pik me up wen i was down...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Often receive surprises from HIM?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;hmmm...in wat sense??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Is he Working or Schooling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;neither.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Is there anything about HIM can make you change for the better?E.g.behavior?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;he used to b veri patience n loved me to bits...but i abused dat. so wen he bcame e opposite i went crazy. so i tink e opposite thingy works.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Do you stay in the same Hometown as HIM?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;not for now. waiting for him to be released....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What can make you easily pissed off about HIM?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;sumtyms he juz wun listen!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Have you ever planned about your wedding in future?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;we had...we had it planned b4 he went in....for a wedding in december...but now i gez we gta wait till 080808, our initial planned date.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Name for your Babies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;haha..nvr thot of dat b4...we oni planned to haf babies!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Bad Memories with HIM?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;6th aug 2007.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Fight because of third party?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;hmmm. few tyms on both sides.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Embarrass HIM infront of the crowd?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;once. im sori beby.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What do you call HIM?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;beby, hunnie, chubek, swity, hubby...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Going Holidays with HIM before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;not yet...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Is there anything you would want HIM to change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;b e old guy i met a yr ago.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Where do both of you usually hangout?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;lotsa places...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Do you think hes HOT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;he damn sure is!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Ever lie to HIM before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;im sori beby....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Do you think he has a Happy Family?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;he has. onli he dint noe how to appreciate it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Are you lucky to have HIM?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;i used to tink i was e luckiest....till e day he changed...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Do you like his favourite color?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;we both like white!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. How long youve been together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;dis 18th will b 14mths.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Does he Smoke/Drink?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;yup.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Whats your most favourite gifts given by HIM?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;bracelet wif our name on it. =')&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. What kind of Songs he prefer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;he luvs all kinds of music!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Slapped HIM before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;once.accidentally.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. What kind of accessories,clothes and shoes you prefer HIM to wear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;wat he wears now is fine...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Ever cook for HIM before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;hehhe...never....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Whats his favourite bubble teadrink?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;he never drinks bubble tea...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Whats the last message you received from HIM?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;he told his mum if i wana wait i wait, if not its ok.... ='(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. He pampered you too much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;used to... ='(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Do you ever ask for break-up before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;always.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. He lie to you before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;many times.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. What kind of hair do you prefer HIM to have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;short and blond.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Do you know his relatives?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;yep!!! we're family....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Does he ever wear some of your make-ups?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;i made him wear mascara once. hehe.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Ruqbbb7jfAI/AAAAAAAAA3o/_RtKAOynXX0/s1600-h/kiz...jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110067622861569026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Ruqbbb7jfAI/AAAAAAAAA3o/_RtKAOynXX0/s320/kiz...jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;our 1st date.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-5423466976999777033?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/5423466976999777033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=5423466976999777033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/5423466976999777033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/5423466976999777033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2007/09/for-my-one-only.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Ruqbbb7jfAI/AAAAAAAAA3o/_RtKAOynXX0/s72-c/kiz...jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-7488424987924352967</id><published>2007-09-05T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T22:27:15.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been a month long now since he's not been by my side. although he's done it before, dis tym felt even more worse. so many are asking me to forget him; circumstances wants me to leave him. i'm not dat strong. i'm not string wnuf to handle another failed relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eveytime i'm at my sis' place, i cant even sit in my own room. i culd still feel his presence. i culd 'see' the happiness we shared in dat room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;najib says to give myself sometime. give myself 2-3 mths to adapt to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seemed happy on e outside, careless to e world. but deep inside me, does anyone noes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;does anyone bothers?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i noe my parents are doing wat they think are e best for me. i noe they love me. eversince wat happened, i noe dey do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me n him. we had so much ahead of us. we had everything planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i'm waiting for is him to be released; a changed person. e person i met a year ago. i'll wait for &lt;strong&gt;080808&lt;/strong&gt; to come....and if dat day passes by....den i'll juz moved on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-7488424987924352967?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-4907839636158086493</id><published>2007-09-02T04:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T17:11:10.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;e other day, sis had a crazy idea of going to an ice cream parlour after we had our lunch at bukit batok. of coz i'm very &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;clueless &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;as to places in singapore, as usual. she den suddenly remembered, somewer uptown in.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106643203523807666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rt5w7_yzCbI/AAAAAAAAA3g/mHoFLF6BXeI/s320/DSC00113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;der's an ice cream place.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RtnNb_yzCOI/AAAAAAAAA14/2rSf51f6kVs/s1600-h/DSC00096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105337533465823458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RtnNb_yzCOI/AAAAAAAAA14/2rSf51f6kVs/s320/DSC00096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;called &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ben &amp; jerry's!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; now, dis place sells e best and expensive ice creams.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;but. whaddehell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RtnNc_yzCSI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/EvJVYGghp0U/s1600-h/DSC00101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105337550645692706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RtnNc_yzCSI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/EvJVYGghp0U/s320/DSC00101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dis is wer orders were taken...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RtnNcPyzCPI/AAAAAAAAA2A/KiZa6MzIES8/s1600-h/DSC00099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105337537760790770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RtnNcPyzCPI/AAAAAAAAA2A/KiZa6MzIES8/s320/DSC00099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and dis is juz 1 part of it!!! ders another booth filled wif other flavours which i didnt snap!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RtnNcvyzCRI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/lbucSmdRi6I/s1600-h/DSC00100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105337546350725394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RtnNcvyzCRI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/lbucSmdRi6I/s320/DSC00100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..for u to put on your ice creams....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and then around the ice cream bar, we discovered... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RtnOkfyzCWI/AAAAAAAAA24/2ky07i1mJkY/s1600-h/DSC00107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105338779006339426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RtnOkfyzCWI/AAAAAAAAA24/2ky07i1mJkY/s320/DSC00107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...pastries...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RtnOkPyzCVI/AAAAAAAAA2w/-SiHdCTOrxs/s1600-h/DSC00106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105338774711372114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RtnOkPyzCVI/AAAAAAAAA2w/-SiHdCTOrxs/s320/DSC00106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...and more pastries...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.........and........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RtnOj_yzCUI/AAAAAAAAA2o/SkpHXTWJcqE/s1600-h/DSC00105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105338770416404802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RtnOj_yzCUI/AAAAAAAAA2o/SkpHXTWJcqE/s320/DSC00105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh god. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;sins and evil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; were awaiting e other side. hekz. but we didnt get any coz we were from lunch remember? so we juz &lt;strong&gt;drooled&lt;/strong&gt; over e displays, wondering wen did ben &amp; jerry's started selling pastries?? but den, our orders came..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RtnOk_yzCXI/AAAAAAAAA3A/PmEN3sYH4mg/s1600-h/DSC00110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105338787596274034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RtnOk_yzCXI/AAAAAAAAA3A/PmEN3sYH4mg/s320/DSC00110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;which is reali a small bowl filled wif&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; 7 diff flavours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for u to choose from, all packed into one. topped wif brownies and bananas and nuts. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;super-duper yummy-licious!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and it only cost like 20bux!! i mean who spends 20bux on ice cream alone rite??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dis is way, way, way &lt;em&gt;smaller&lt;/em&gt; den swensen's earthquake which costs less den 20bux, btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; its not like u get to indulge in dis kinda sin every single day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RtnOjfyzCTI/AAAAAAAAA2g/On51zcXcymw/s1600-h/DSC00103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105338761826470194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RtnOjfyzCTI/AAAAAAAAA2g/On51zcXcymw/s320/DSC00103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and e atmosphere is &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;beautiful and cosy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. plop urself into one of their soft sofas or swinging benches and have a great afternoon wif ur frenz. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;plus,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; not much people are der which makes it super serene!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;now full already &lt;em&gt;(and feeling very guilty!!!),&lt;/em&gt; on the way out of the carpark we saw dis!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105339384596728210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RtnPHvyzCZI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/3VYuPa42gJs/s320/DSC00116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;yar parrots!! not even chained to e trees ok!! dey are like super trained larh. wun even fly away!! der were lots of dem in front of dis antique store. sis's bf thot dis shop was selling dem. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"yar, like parrots are antiques now is it????"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105339384596728226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RtnPHvyzCaI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/DTQ0M37m_A0/s320/DSC00122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;den dis 2 birds, oblivious to us, are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;busy kissing away!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; damn cute larh. thank god dey didnt harm us wen we took their pix. hehe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;RECOMMENDED:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; u guys shuld go der sumtym and experience dis. besides the ice cream parlaour der are several antique shops and bars. go! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;go!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-4907839636158086493?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/4907839636158086493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=4907839636158086493&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/4907839636158086493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/4907839636158086493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2007/09/e-other-day-sis-had-crazy-idea-of-going.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rt5w7_yzCbI/AAAAAAAAA3g/mHoFLF6BXeI/s72-c/DSC00113.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-8607725563523600501</id><published>2007-08-29T09:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T17:12:18.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;dis is wat i've done so far to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my lil baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RtTK-vyzCJI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/T1zzCpfibE0/s1600-h/DSC00031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103927457047840914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RtTK-vyzCJI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/T1zzCpfibE0/s320/DSC00031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;devil&lt;/strong&gt; in front...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RtTK__yzCMI/AAAAAAAAA1o/7nOGOCCRSB8/s1600-h/DSC00062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103927478522677442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RtTK__yzCMI/AAAAAAAAA1o/7nOGOCCRSB8/s320/DSC00062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;daddy's &lt;strong&gt;angels&lt;/strong&gt; at the back...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RtTK_PyzCKI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/VsRGbxYFU7A/s1600-h/DSC00032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103927465637775522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RtTK_PyzCKI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/VsRGbxYFU7A/s320/DSC00032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;of coz &lt;strong&gt;my name&lt;/strong&gt; has to be der..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RtTK_vyzCLI/AAAAAAAAA1g/I6S4uqRwu6Y/s1600-h/DSC00033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103927474227710130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RtTK_vyzCLI/AAAAAAAAA1g/I6S4uqRwu6Y/s320/DSC00033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and dat &lt;strong&gt;sexy bitch&lt;/strong&gt; on e side....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RtTLAPyzCNI/AAAAAAAAA1w/XMjFmZ9pY9k/s1600-h/DSC00063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103927482817644754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RtTLAPyzCNI/AAAAAAAAA1w/XMjFmZ9pY9k/s320/DSC00063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...and NOT MORE den&lt;strong&gt; 2 pax&lt;/strong&gt; oni&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;more decals soon...any ideas??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-8607725563523600501?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/8607725563523600501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=8607725563523600501&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/8607725563523600501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/8607725563523600501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2007/08/dis-is-wat-ive-done-so-far-to-my-lil.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RtTK-vyzCJI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/T1zzCpfibE0/s72-c/DSC00031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-3027624471842634090</id><published>2007-08-25T01:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T01:52:14.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;i find dis song &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;so damn appropriate&lt;/span&gt; for me rite now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lari lari lari&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;aku lari tinggalkan semua ini&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Untuk mencari-cari&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cari ketenangan diri&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pergi pergi pergi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;engkau pergi dari hidupku ini&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ku tak mahu mahu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;engkau hadir dalam diri ini&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Keluhan hatiku tak siapa yang tahu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ku simpan semua sebak didada&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Biarpun ku yang terluka&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pernahkah kau mengerti caraku memujukmu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pernahkah kau hargai caraku mencintaimu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lafasan kata dari bibir&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adakah ia dari hati&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mungkin kau tak fahami maksud yang tesembunyi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Titisan airmata dari pipi ke bumi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pernahkah kau peduli betapa sedih diriku ini&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mengapa aku yang terluka&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aku yang merana&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aku yang menahan sisa baki cinta ini&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Engkau yang meminta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aku yang sengsara&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rimas rimas Aku rimas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tinggalkan seorang kecundang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Istana jiwaku goyang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Roboh dan tumbang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sawanku lantang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tidak berpantang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Letupnya siang siang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bukannya alang kepalang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Datangnya perang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dan bawaku ke jurang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pulanglah sayang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Janji ku tatang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ku hapuskan dalang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dalangnya sayang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sayangnya hilang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hilanglah garang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Garangku terbang melayang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Terbongkangku terbang kau terhoyong-hayang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tak pandang belakang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Terkankang gilaku tak diundang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ku rapuh semua tak bertiang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Janjiku kini kan bertulang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lari lari aku lari tinggalkan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuk mencari&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Untuk mencari ketenangan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aku pergi tinggalkan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tinggalkan kau sendiri&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ku pergi..kini ku pergi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tinggalkan mu sendiri...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-3027624471842634090?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-8037350259997536199</id><published>2007-08-24T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T23:23:36.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>andy told me something today.&lt;br /&gt;while irul went MIA on me, dey were always outside, sumwer, together wif rini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;he &amp; rini had &lt;em&gt;feelings&lt;/em&gt; for each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during e 1mth plus i wasnt der. e whole time i wasnt der.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dey wanted to get together.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used to believe he wuldnt cheat on me coz he lufs me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i juz knew it. i had a filing about it. &lt;strong&gt;my guts told me so. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no wonder dat bitch kips on contacting him and messaging him. even wen i was around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;she contacts his mum&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; good. kicking me out of his life once and for all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it takes two to tango.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andy even confessed dat he actuali wanted dem to get together at 1st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many things revealed now.&lt;br /&gt;it aint enuf how much he has hurt me..&lt;br /&gt;he has to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hurt me even more now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why dis has to happen to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-6864447312750530141</id><published>2007-08-22T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T00:22:14.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dreamt of him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; again last nite. i dreamt it was his last day outside, n him telling me to wait for him. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i said i wuld&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. den i remembered andy telling me dat actuali all dis while he wasnt at andy's house&lt;em&gt;(fact).&lt;/em&gt; he was sumwer else. during e tym he went MIA on me. i confronted him and we fought. in my dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;all dis while i thot he was sleeping over at andy's house, he was actuali lying to me. andy confessed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;his mum wants me to leave him.&lt;/span&gt; saying he's not worth it. dun tink i duno dat? but no one can explain matters of e hart. everyone wants me to leave him. n wen i was determined enuf not to, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;he told his mum to tell me dat if i cant wait, its ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; since he didnt tink much of dis relationship, why shuld i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;why shuld i?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;coz i loved him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i was lost wen he disappeared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den i found out all dis while he was lying to me. lying. one thing i cant stand. liars. along told me dat he's full of lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt want to believe it at 1st. but things are pouring out now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his mum said his sentence is 2yrs. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;culd i wait?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i culd if i want to.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 2yrs is e tym i nid for NIE. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dat is if i'm still safe out here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant handle another relationship. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my hart hurts too much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, after one big breakup till another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;irulsha lasted 13mths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;dats my 2nd longest relationship.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;how culd anyone expect me to forget him?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i wana c him. talk to him. feel him.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;but i cant.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ders restraining orders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i juz hope he knows how much &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i missed him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; so much... &lt;em&gt;dat it hurts.&lt;/em&gt; i missed having him beside me. i missed e old anwar. i missed him before all dis happened. i missed my old boyfriend, e one i fell in love wif.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even thou he's hurt me, it hurts me even more dat i gota leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so dat no one else gets hurt.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i fil so lost.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;e closeness we once shared...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RsvXVfyzCII/AAAAAAAAA1I/KjM07Xq9K8g/s1600-h/DSC00032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101407767239002242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RsvXVfyzCII/AAAAAAAAA1I/KjM07Xq9K8g/s320/DSC00032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;13mths...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;18 july 2006 - 6 aug 2007&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-6864447312750530141?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/6864447312750530141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=6864447312750530141&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/6864447312750530141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/6864447312750530141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-dreamt-of-him-again-last-nite.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RsvXVfyzCII/AAAAAAAAA1I/KjM07Xq9K8g/s72-c/DSC00032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-1407708788208043563</id><published>2007-08-20T11:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T11:35:41.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>his mum text me juz now. saying dat we can visit him &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tomorrow at 10am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. and dat he wana see me. but only 3 person's allowed to go, and dat is his mum,dad and lil baby adho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thou im still extremely disappointed n upset wif him, part of me &lt;strong&gt;wana go n c him&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i missed him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; every single day my thots are filled wif him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i noe its wrong. its &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wrong for us to be together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. its written in our stars we arent meant 2b. mak long helped me &lt;em&gt;"see".&lt;/em&gt; she said he's been lying to me alot all dis while. he aint true to me. if we are still adamant bout being together, we'll both b in huge trouble. trouble we bring to ourselves. its better dat i stay away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even my parents are against us being together. almost everyone i noe is against us being together. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;why am i still so stubborn? why hadnt i learnt anything from dis?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; i missed him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; alot. a whole damn lot. and my hart fils heavy juz thinking bout him and tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-1407708788208043563?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/1407708788208043563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=1407708788208043563&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/1407708788208043563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/1407708788208043563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2007/08/his-mum-text-me-juz-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-419682309441806153</id><published>2007-08-16T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T00:18:30.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back home. bought a new wallet. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;carlo rino&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; costed me bout 50bux. sale mahhx. haix. but all my cards cant go in. i didnt wana get a long one coz im sick of all e long wallets i used to haf. love at 1st sight wif dis wallet but alas, not all my cards can go in even thou ders so many slots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RsRoy_yzCEI/AAAAAAAAA0o/QWqgFFc_WSw/s1600-h/DSC00006+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099315903417485378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RsRoy_yzCEI/AAAAAAAAA0o/QWqgFFc_WSw/s320/DSC00006+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love e design!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RsRozfyzCGI/AAAAAAAAA04/hBlp0HOy7Q0/s1600-h/DSC00008+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099315912007420002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RsRozfyzCGI/AAAAAAAAA04/hBlp0HOy7Q0/s320/DSC00008+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;close up of e inside.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RsRozPyzCFI/AAAAAAAAA0w/Vt7XR3m5rpk/s1600-h/DSC00007+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099315907712452690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RsRozPyzCFI/AAAAAAAAA0w/Vt7XR3m5rpk/s320/DSC00007+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;see?? alot of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;useless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; compartments. not even filled yet. now its bulging lyk a fat pig sitting on its hind legs. &lt;em&gt;hmphhh.&lt;/em&gt; shuld haf gotten a long one. or one dat is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bigger.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;haix.&lt;/em&gt; no point larh saying all dis now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n by e way, if u noticed, e quality of my pix aint dat good. dats coz i juz bought my dream fone, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;w580i,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; n its camera is lyk oni 2mp. unlike my cybershot one. but i had to let go of e cybershot one fast coz value is dropping lyk crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;to refresh ur memory....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RsRrD_yzCHI/AAAAAAAAA1A/yvVOVNHCw9A/s1600-h/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099318394498517106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RsRrD_yzCHI/AAAAAAAAA1A/yvVOVNHCw9A/s320/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;so i traded in cybershot n bought dis one. of coz, dis is not a pix of my fone, juz a dummie. but dis e color i chose and e walkman player is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;excellent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; its so loud dat waking up in e mornings aint a problem anymore! i love dis phone!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i've not been sleeping well dis few days. tossing n turning. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;too much thinking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. im up by 5.30 am, everyday, getting dressed to go to school, even thou &lt;em&gt;classes starts at 1030am&lt;/em&gt;. i cant juz lie down, pretending to sleep. &lt;strong&gt;its too hard.&lt;/strong&gt; one of dis days, i might juz &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;die &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;on e road whilst driving to school. &lt;em&gt;almost had 2 accidents e day before yesterday.&lt;/em&gt; even lynn says i tink too much. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e ordeal aint over yet.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;going to school everyday is a &lt;em&gt;drag&lt;/em&gt; for me. i've become an &lt;strong&gt;anti-social&lt;/strong&gt; wif as lil frenz as possible. which sux. alot. n its not lyk i wana isolate myself, but i fil lyk a black sheep in e classes. n 3 diff classes had a whole different lot of people. &lt;em&gt;haix.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i still wana go to school and study and everything but my social status is making me depressed lyk crazy. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;being a social outcast is not wat i had in mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i dragged my feet around in school during break times to past e time. i had lunch on my own. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;e empty feeling filled my already-hollowed hart, &lt;em&gt;and it hurts.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;kinda pointless i bought e new phone. except for my family, no one calls me anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; so lost. i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; lost. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;after e incident, i've come to realize how much &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my parents love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. how much &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my sis loves me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and how much &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i nid dis family&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; how i culd ever find e hart to leave dem in dat period of tym is beyond me. if only i had listened to dem, den maybe i wuldnt haf had to suffer. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i was&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;so stupid&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to let love blind me dat way. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;havent i learnt anything at all?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;**********************&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;atas nama cinta... hati ini tak mungkin terbagi&lt;br /&gt;sampai nanti... hingga aku mati cinta ini hanya untuk engkau &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;atas nama cinta... kurelakan jalanku merana asal engkau akhirnya denganku &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;ku bersumpah ...atas nama cinta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-419682309441806153?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RsRoy_yzCEI/AAAAAAAAA0o/QWqgFFc_WSw/s72-c/DSC00006+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-6981154719335383466</id><published>2007-08-15T09:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T09:23:32.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it has been pretty long since i last updated. simply dead tired. and simply has no time. 3 wks worth of e journey dat ive been thru has been e biggest trauma of my life wich i can never disclose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how much ive been tormented and torn apart; and by e onli person whom i thot wuld stick wif me thru thick n thin, has been e one to haf caused it all. e one person who made swit promises. e one person i gave my all to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by greed. selfishness. self-centeredness. how a person can change so much in e flick of e eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his kins puts e blame on me. e pointing fingers game. no point saying it all now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'll never be mad. nor angry. nor hatred filled me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i feel now is torn and lost. and extremely disappointed. no words can ever describe how i fil now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dis ends here now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-6981154719335383466?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/6981154719335383466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=6981154719335383466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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last tym i'll ever go wif mummy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; duno why she had to go so far juz to change money n pump e blardy oil. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;e process is juz go in, change money, pump oil nearby e exit to singapore n u're done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but she had to go to e oil station which is lyk &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; inside! haix. &amp; for a small toy lyk mine, an almost full tank costs me about &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rm65&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. which is more or less ok, more or less &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sg40&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. but will only last me for about 3-4 days, i tink. im feeling e &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pressure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  now. its been only 3 days since my payday but im gona max out soon. wonder how im going to hold dis all up.&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den, on e way back home, went to sis place to pick her up...&amp; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gez wat we did?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;we had our &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;navels pierced!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rpn0OgBX3hI/AAAAAAAAAz4/DVnwXqj5c60/s1600-h/DSC00462+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rpn0OgBX3hI/AAAAAAAAAz4/DVnwXqj5c60/s320/DSC00462+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087365784042724882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rpn0OABX3gI/AAAAAAAAAzw/oEpGrHtlncw/s1600-h/DSC00459+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rpn0OABX3gI/AAAAAAAAAzw/oEpGrHtlncw/s320/DSC00459+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087365775452790274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RporfQBX3kI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/9sKeMyIlWyo/s1600-h/DSC00463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RporfQBX3kI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/9sKeMyIlWyo/s320/DSC00463.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087426544945061442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RporfwBX3lI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/h7GV_uwFU6A/s1600-h/DSC00465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RporfwBX3lI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/h7GV_uwFU6A/s320/DSC00465.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087426553534996050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;soooooooooooooooooooo&lt;/span&gt; terrified of doing it but sis convinced me it didnt hurt at all. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;n it actually didnt&lt;/span&gt;. it hurt juz a lil bit while e guy poked it thru. lyk a small sting. dats it. he had some difficulty coz i had &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;not enuf fats&lt;/span&gt; he said.  &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yar rite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; coz my fats are all in e &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wrong places&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, dats why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now me n sis are&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; practically twins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; right from our hair to our navels. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(we had our hair dyed back to very dark brown &amp; a stripe of red highlight in e fringe. &amp;amp; she cut it a lil shorter to make it e same length as mine. we're crazy. i noe. )&lt;/span&gt; so we pierced it n bought e same navels studs too! her's is a red dragonfly while mine is pink. hey, its &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;damn expensive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ok. we bought e &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;swarovski titanium crystal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; edition, which costs over a hundred bux. i noe im crazy. complaining bout now having enuf. but hey. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dis might b e last ting i mite be able to afford to pamper myself wif.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now im left wif losing more weight to match her,den we're ready to fool more people. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rpn6NABX3jI/AAAAAAAAA0I/IWz6c-wUTJk/s1600-h/sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rpn6NABX3jI/AAAAAAAAA0I/IWz6c-wUTJk/s320/sign.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087372355342687794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;see how small her belly is??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/27271803-5121383295563916423?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/5121383295563916423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-5934606161106128775</id><published>2007-07-14T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T19:14:04.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RpigSABX3XI/AAAAAAAAAyo/lTttCNTpS1Y/s1600-h/car1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 357px; height: 267px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RpigSABX3XI/AAAAAAAAAyo/lTttCNTpS1Y/s320/car1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086992010218823026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; yarlar. bought &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a very expensive toy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to play and drive around with. my dream car, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hyundai tuscani...!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yar. lyk u wuld believe dat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RpigSgBX3YI/AAAAAAAAAyw/VYpejNjA9jg/s1600-h/car2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RpigSgBX3YI/AAAAAAAAAyw/VYpejNjA9jg/s320/car2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086992018808757634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;same make &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;different model can&lt;/span&gt;?? am a proud owner of apple green &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hyundai getz,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; released on 12th july 07. only 2 days old but my baby's been all e way to jb oreadi!! driven by daddy of coz. now, dun go thinking im &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;blardy hell rich,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;coz im not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. we bought dis baby so dat i can never go to NIE for classes in july late. expenses are shared between me, sis &amp; dad. 70%, 20% &amp;amp; 10% respectively. im bearing for most of e expenses lyk road tax, season parking &amp; such. daddy's helping wif e monthly installment by contributing 170bux, while sis...well. not sure wat she's gona contribute yet. maybe petrol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so from now onwards no more shopping spree for me. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*sob*sob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;with greater powers comes greater responsibility. u think???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so on our 1st nite out wif e car, sis brought me to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;da paolo bistro bar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; an italian restaurant, at a secluded place at &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rochester park.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RpigSgBX3ZI/AAAAAAAAAy4/_LgtNngKhT0/s1600-h/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RpigSgBX3ZI/AAAAAAAAAy4/_LgtNngKhT0/s320/Untitled-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086992018808757650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;obviously the entrance &amp; e restaurant's name. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;duhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RpigSwBX3aI/AAAAAAAAAzA/ETDBvhUm2Dw/s1600-h/Untitled-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RpigSwBX3aI/AAAAAAAAAzA/ETDBvhUm2Dw/s320/Untitled-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086992023103724962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;beautiful ambience to accompany u thru out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;its actually a british bungalow which they rented and made into a bistro bar. its beautiful &amp; cosy, like a home, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'cept u haf strangers walking in &amp; out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rpig0gBX3fI/AAAAAAAAAzo/znGEsoVR7A4/s1600-h/DSC00445.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rpig0gBX3fI/AAAAAAAAAzo/znGEsoVR7A4/s320/DSC00445.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086992602924310002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so we got bored waiting for e food...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...&amp; finally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RpigzwBX3cI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/XC3ezCOX-F4/s1600-h/lamb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RpigzwBX3cI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/XC3ezCOX-F4/s320/lamb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086992590039408066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dis is wat i've been waiting for?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i ordered dis lamb chop thingy which only had &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3 anorexic stick lamb chops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on it. &amp; some veggie for deco, which u can absolutely eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rpig0ABX3dI/AAAAAAAAAzY/feJQG9q8hGo/s1600-h/pasta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rpig0ABX3dI/AAAAAAAAAzY/feJQG9q8hGo/s320/pasta.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086992594334375378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;sis ordered dis &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;crayfish pasta,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; which looked kinda small but we couldnt even finish it. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hurh. hurh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rpig0ABX3eI/AAAAAAAAAzg/SANfAsmB3TY/s1600-h/dessertj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rpig0ABX3eI/AAAAAAAAAzg/SANfAsmB3TY/s320/dessertj.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086992594334375394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;den we had desserts. dis is actually a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;flourless choc cake,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; which is creamy-ly nice &amp; sweet, &amp;amp; sis ordered smtg else which i didnt manage to get a pix of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its fine dining &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;without the very fine stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a cool place to chill for dinner &amp; supper. prices are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;absolutely overpriced&lt;/span&gt;, so unless its a special occasion, restrain from going. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tee hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;niwaes, here's e add: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(107, 100, 142);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Da Paolo Bistro Bar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3 Rochester Park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Singapore 139214&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(65) 6774 5537&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its nearby e MOE building. juz go straight ahead &amp; u will see the  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;rochester&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; park sign. ders valet parking, which costs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;6 bux&lt;/span&gt;, if ure driving der. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;n i reali hope u are,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; cause as i've mentioned its in a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;secluded place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/27271803-5934606161106128775?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/5934606161106128775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=5934606161106128775&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/5934606161106128775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/5934606161106128775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2007/07/yarlar.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RpigSABX3XI/AAAAAAAAAyo/lTttCNTpS1Y/s72-c/car1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-5578523894119017281</id><published>2007-07-06T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T17:14:36.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today marks e end of my malay classes. e new teacher has arrived. im gona miss my kids. everyday for these2 wks dey haf filled up my mornings and making me smile. now. empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n for e past few days, my life has been pretty empty. veri empty. it sux to noe dat u haf a boifren but he's not around. it sux to noe u haf a sister but she lives so far away. i cant b on my own. i'll go crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it hurts wen ur bf doesnt noe dat. it hurts wen he spends so much time on his frenz. it hurts wen i aint his priority animore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat a girl's gotta do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Ro3EIZfAuAI/AAAAAAAAAyg/VEW2oWx0a9k/s1600-h/Waa%2520cry%2520baby2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083935202930112514" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Ro3EIZfAuAI/AAAAAAAAAyg/VEW2oWx0a9k/s320/Waa%2520cry%2520baby2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dats wat i did. every single day. i cried till my eyes were swollen. and wen he finally agreed to mit me yesterday, i was still crying. den sumthing had to happen. as if dis relationship doesnt haf enuf problems. for which i created most of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irul. if u onli knew wat ure doing is hurting me n making me lonely, den maybe u wuld undestand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but u dun. u wun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i admit i was wrong. i was wrong to be led astray. but i was lonely. all u wanted was to quarel. and fight. and b wif ur frenz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i needed was juz a little attention from u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sori. i promise u dis. i wun repeat wat i did. no matter how lonely i get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all im asking is for u to b who u used to b.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is dat 2 much 2 ask for?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-5578523894119017281?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/5578523894119017281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=5578523894119017281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/5578523894119017281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/5578523894119017281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2007/07/today-marks-e-end-of-my-malay-classes.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Ro3EIZfAuAI/AAAAAAAAAyg/VEW2oWx0a9k/s72-c/Waa%2520cry%2520baby2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-613613193306940334</id><published>2007-07-04T13:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T15:37:21.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wen i thot dis hart has been healed,&lt;br /&gt;wen i thot he was e one for me,&lt;br /&gt;wen i thot all my miseries were coming to an end,&lt;br /&gt;god played a little trick on me.&lt;br /&gt;...n now e person whom i thot loved me e most,&lt;br /&gt;who once helped me healed my broken hart,&lt;br /&gt;has become e one who broke it back into pieces,&lt;br /&gt;and led me back to square one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;im drowned in my own tears,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;every single waking moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;tears dat were once frozen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;has now started to flow again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-5364461798986819521</id><published>2007-06-28T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T12:32:24.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sumone emailed me dis. n in sum ways or others, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;heart wrenching n all,&lt;/span&gt; it's damn true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wen u were 1 year old, she fed u and bathed u,&lt;br /&gt;u thanked her by &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;crying all night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wen u were 2 years old, she taught u how to walk,&lt;br /&gt;u thanked her by &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;running away wen she called.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wen u were 3 years old, she made all ur meals wif love,&lt;br /&gt;u thanked her by &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tossing ur plate on e floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wen u were 4 years old, she gave u some crayons,&lt;br /&gt;you thanked her by &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;coloring e dining room table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wen u were 6 years old, she walked u to school,&lt;br /&gt;u thanked her by screaming,&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; "IM NOT GOING!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wen u were 7 years old, she bought u a baseball,&lt;br /&gt;u thanked her by t&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hrowing it into e neighbor's windows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wen u were 8 years old, she bought u an ice-cream.&lt;br /&gt;u thnaked her by &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dripping it all over ur lap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wen u were 9 years old, she paid for ur piano lessons.&lt;br /&gt;u thanked her by &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;never even bothering to practice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wen u were 10 years old, she drove u all e way for school to a birthday party.&lt;br /&gt;u thanked her by &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jumping out of e car n never looking back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wen u were 15, she came home from work looking for a hug.&lt;br /&gt;u thanked her by having ur b&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;edroom door locked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wen u were 16, she taught u how to drive.&lt;br /&gt;u thanked her by &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;taking it every chance u could.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wen u were 17, she was expecting an important phone call.&lt;br /&gt;u thanked her by &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;being on e phone all night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wen u were 18, she cried at ur high school graduation ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;u thanked her by&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; partying out all night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wen u were 20, she asked if u were seeing anyone.&lt;br /&gt;u thanked her by saying, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"it's none of ur business."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wen u were 21, she suggested some career paths for u to take.&lt;br /&gt;u thanked her by saying, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"no thanks. i dun wana b lyk u."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wen u were 23, she gave u furniture for ur apartment.&lt;br /&gt;u thanked her by&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; saying it's ugl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;y to ur friends.&lt;br /&gt;wen u were 24, she met ur fiancee and asked about ur plans for e future.&lt;br /&gt;u thanked her by glaring at her and saying, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"mum! puh-lease!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wen u were 25, she helped to pay for ur wedding n she cried n she told u how deeply she loved u,&lt;br /&gt;u thanked her by &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;moving halfway across e country.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wen u were 30, she called wif sum avise wif e baby.&lt;br /&gt;u thanked her by saying, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"things are different now."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wen u were 40, she called to remind u about a relative's birfday.&lt;br /&gt;u thanked her by saying u were "&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;really busy right now."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wen u were 50, she fell ill and needed u to take care of her.&lt;br /&gt;u thanked her by reading the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;burden parents are to their children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and den one day, she quietly died...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and dats wen u realized u never did anything for her before n regrets are juz too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RoM3LpfAt_I/AAAAAAAAAyY/QyIiQHqc5Nk/s1600-h/IMG_0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RoM3LpfAt_I/AAAAAAAAAyY/QyIiQHqc5Nk/s320/IMG_0008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080965477858064370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive always known im more to daddy's girl den my mummy's girl, coz sis is. but nonetheless, i noe she loves us all e same coz she only has 2 of us. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;her 2 growing princesses. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-5364461798986819521?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/5364461798986819521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=5364461798986819521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/5364461798986819521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/5364461798986819521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2007/06/sumone-emailed-me-dis.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RoM3LpfAt_I/AAAAAAAAAyY/QyIiQHqc5Nk/s72-c/IMG_0008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-1997961818379979238</id><published>2007-06-27T11:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T12:29:10.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;u wuldnt believe it. e school has asked me to teach malay. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;malay!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; damn. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RoHZhJfAt-I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/XJZWcU4Lq_M/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RoHZhJfAt-I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/XJZWcU4Lq_M/s320/Untitled.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080581018155530210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;and sitting nearby me at my werkplace is a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;crazy relief teacher &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;who speaks (loudly!) and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mumbles to himself.&lt;/span&gt; he's been &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;relief for 2 yrs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; now, teaching the lower sec history, i think. i think he's gone bonkers due to e fact dat he cant be a permanent teacher. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;heehee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; n he's always pretending to be bz, checking thru his stuff n papers, over and over again. walking up n down, but reali he's not doing anything. he can't be dat bz for a relief man.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dun come yar yar larh.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;ohmigod.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; e kind of noises he makes is juz unbelievable and so sudden. thank god im only here for only 4 wks. any longer, i'll go crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-1997961818379979238?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/1997961818379979238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=1997961818379979238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/1997961818379979238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/1997961818379979238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2007/06/u-wuldnt-believe-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RoHZhJfAt-I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/XJZWcU4Lq_M/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-2948380875260160767</id><published>2007-06-25T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T17:33:18.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my life is pretty &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mundane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; so far. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nothing great is happening.&lt;/span&gt; random pix to kill my (&amp; your) boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rn-CkFnhxqI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/PWKIfRTMoWE/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rn-CkFnhxqI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/PWKIfRTMoWE/s320/8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079922461192079010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last sat. signing of the bond wif NIE. yes. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;finally. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got thru NIE. im scared now dat ive signed e bond coz im tied for &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;70k.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rn-ClVnhxsI/AAAAAAAAAxg/autxfmNteTw/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rn-ClVnhxsI/AAAAAAAAAxg/autxfmNteTw/s320/6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079922482666915522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dat nite. a great place to eat after midnite. at sempang bedok, a place called &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;spize.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only western foods n real cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rn-CklnhxrI/AAAAAAAAAxY/emNKmg9Lt_Q/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rn-CklnhxrI/AAAAAAAAAxY/emNKmg9Lt_Q/s320/7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079922469782013618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...yesterday nite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rn-CllnhxtI/AAAAAAAAAxo/rfJH5byNFqU/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rn-CllnhxtI/AAAAAAAAAxo/rfJH5byNFqU/s320/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079922486961882834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my aunt's newborn baby gerl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rn-CmFnhxuI/AAAAAAAAAxw/hK8Uld4noxg/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rn-CmFnhxuI/AAAAAAAAAxw/hK8Uld4noxg/s320/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079922495551817442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we bought her dis gift at kiddy palace for less than 50bux.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rn-De1nhxvI/AAAAAAAAAx4/Fmxv50ULeaE/s1600-h/Untitled-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rn-De1nhxvI/AAAAAAAAAx4/Fmxv50ULeaE/s320/Untitled-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079923470509393650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sis n e lil baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;....and to wrap it up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(not reali)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rn-DfFnhxwI/AAAAAAAAAyA/sWw7Wx63Z8I/s1600-h/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rn-DfFnhxwI/AAAAAAAAAyA/sWw7Wx63Z8I/s320/Untitled-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079923474804360962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my smug lil monkey. forever eating but never put on weight. sheesh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;...and finally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rn-HQFnhxxI/AAAAAAAAAyI/mkVuFsgzWB8/s1600-h/Chubek+kn+dia..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rn-HQFnhxxI/AAAAAAAAAyI/mkVuFsgzWB8/s320/Chubek+kn+dia..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079927615152834322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i dunno if its juz me or wat. but sumhow nowadays all he does is scream n shout at me lyk im a nobody. saying things to hurt me, breaking me. accusing me every single day. saying he can live without me; im juz a nobody. never a day has der been a smile on my face long enuf as der were tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;i only wanted a happy ending. but i kip looking for it at all e wrong places.&lt;br /&gt;pls god. gif me strength &amp; pity me. all i want is sumone to love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;is dat too much to ask for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/27271803-2948380875260160767?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/2948380875260160767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=2948380875260160767&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/2948380875260160767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/2948380875260160767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-life-is-pretty-mundane-so-far.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rn-CkFnhxqI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/PWKIfRTMoWE/s72-c/8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-6700335430663874689</id><published>2007-06-20T01:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T02:17:42.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Come on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;ladies&lt;/span&gt;, be truthful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;i try!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Do you ever lie about your age?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sumtyms.&lt;/span&gt; hehe. coz &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sum&lt;/span&gt; people try to make me out realli old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Do you prefer "sensitive boys" or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; "tough  guys"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; how sensitive is sensitive n how tough is tough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Do you prefer blonde or dark haired guys?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; i used to think dark but now i always seem to fall for &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;blondes&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Are you currently single?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. How many things in  your past do you regret?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;none&lt;/span&gt;. not even one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. What do you want to be when  you grow up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; im not grown up yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. Who was the last person you  hugged?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;irul anwar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9. Have you ever had your heart  broken?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fair share&lt;/span&gt; of it to last me a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10. Have you ever thought about having plastic  surgery?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; yarr!!! plentiful of times!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11. Do you like your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; not dat much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12. Do  you shop at Hollister?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; is der 1 in spore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13. Has one of your friends ever  stolen a bf from you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;many&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; stole my ex-fiance from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14. Has one of your  friends ever stabbed you in the back?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; one? ure giving dem &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;toooooo &lt;/span&gt;much credit!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;16. Do you have more  friends that are girls or boys?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; not many of those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17. How long have you had  friendster?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; believe it or not, wen i was in nafa. haha. dats how comp-illiterate i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18. Have you ever cheated on  someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; not proud of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;19. Has anyone ever cheated on you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; refer to qn 13 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20.  Have you ever slapped a boy in the face?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; yupp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;21. What is one of  your biggest fears?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; wen my loved ones &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;leave&lt;/span&gt; me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;22. Have you ever skipped  class?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; yupp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;23. Has anyone close to you ever  passed away?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; hmm. im guessing no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;24. Have you ever cried yourself  to sleep?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; yupp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;25. Have you ever not been able to get someone  out of your head?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; many tyms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;26. Do you believe in the saying "once a  cheater, always a cheater"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; yesh i do! i do! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i do!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;27. Have you ever had a good  feeling about something and it turned out you were  right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; wow. never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;28. Do you ever wish you were famous?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; sumtyms. but famous for beiing on tv as an artist or sumting, but not famous as a slut or anything bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;29.  Do u ever wish u were a man?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; u noe, sumtyms i do. its so much easier not having to care so much about putting on make up and dress up to please people. guys primp too but dey only do dat much on hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RngdhlnhxpI/AAAAAAAAAxI/sgHNeMXWbBk/s1600-h/DSC00668.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RngdhlnhxpI/AAAAAAAAAxI/sgHNeMXWbBk/s320/DSC00668.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077841042731026066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-6700335430663874689?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/6700335430663874689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=6700335430663874689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/6700335430663874689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/6700335430663874689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2007/06/come-on-ladies-be-truthful-i-try-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RngdhlnhxpI/AAAAAAAAAxI/sgHNeMXWbBk/s72-c/DSC00668.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-8001857429587447286</id><published>2007-06-16T02:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T19:53:04.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>juz came back from a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3 day KL trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; wif &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;mummy, daddy, sis n aunt.&lt;/span&gt; e plan was to actually drive up all e way to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;perak&lt;/span&gt; but den we culdnt handle being cramped in e car. daddy even wanted to go back to spore e next day coz he wanted to go back to werk &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; much! we went all e way to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;genting&lt;/span&gt; on e 1st day, but stayed overnite in KL. dat 1st nite we went clubbing and e next day as usual shopped at &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;petaling st&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; while e parents go shopped at &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;masjid india.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RnLcY1nhxgI/AAAAAAAAAwA/y9wNIpeonQo/s1600-h/DSC00311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RnLcY1nhxgI/AAAAAAAAAwA/y9wNIpeonQo/s320/DSC00311.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076362049267811842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one wif e genting trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RnLcZFnhxhI/AAAAAAAAAwI/6TV_O5nTOuI/s1600-h/DSC00313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RnLcZFnhxhI/AAAAAAAAAwI/6TV_O5nTOuI/s320/DSC00313.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076362053562779154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one wif my chilly sis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RnLcZVnhxiI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/k5IjuNvY4Qs/s1600-h/DSC00314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RnLcZVnhxiI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/k5IjuNvY4Qs/s320/DSC00314.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076362057857746466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one wif e crazy 'superman' rollercoaster behind me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RnLbzFnhxbI/AAAAAAAAAvY/XAZS29Jx6vo/s1600-h/DSC00315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RnLbzFnhxbI/AAAAAAAAAvY/XAZS29Jx6vo/s320/DSC00315.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076361400727750066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one wif e signboard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RnLbzVnhxcI/AAAAAAAAAvg/cYg0TQW2XnU/s1600-h/DSC00317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RnLbzVnhxcI/AAAAAAAAAvg/cYg0TQW2XnU/s320/DSC00317.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076361405022717378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one wif e bumper car ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RnLbz1nhxdI/AAAAAAAAAvo/LdKBsQdpx18/s1600-h/DSC00318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RnLbz1nhxdI/AAAAAAAAAvo/LdKBsQdpx18/s320/DSC00318.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076361413612651986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one wif e senior citizens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RnLbz1nhxeI/AAAAAAAAAvw/V9QaRFeteUA/s1600-h/DSC00319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RnLbz1nhxeI/AAAAAAAAAvw/V9QaRFeteUA/s320/DSC00319.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076361413612652002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one wif e chilly air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RnLb0FnhxfI/AAAAAAAAAv4/tH12_lsJGcU/s1600-h/DSC00320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RnLb0FnhxfI/AAAAAAAAAv4/tH12_lsJGcU/s320/DSC00320.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076361417907619314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one wif sis on e escalator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RnLaMlnhxVI/AAAAAAAAAuo/tw6KIBBMZl0/s1600-h/DSC00335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RnLaMlnhxVI/AAAAAAAAAuo/tw6KIBBMZl0/s320/DSC00335.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076359639791158610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one wif sis pooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;on dat nite, we went to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;modestos',&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a club in KL wer all e 'matreps' and 'minahreps' of KL are. wat we used to wear to club ages ago are so in trend wif dem rite now! like all those tubes and miniskirts, baring flesh here n der for e gals i mean. guys were mostly wearing jeans n shirt and a coat. me n sis juz wore cargo n tshirts. and seriously, some mats der dun even look like malaysians and are reali &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;good looking&lt;/span&gt;. so me n sis made a joke dat dey may look good but once dey talk its a whole lotta different story! and imagine if dey were to gif us their phone numbers..which wuld b like &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;14 digits! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hehe. so niwaes. ders dis gerl walking ard e club carrying a few of e poohs above which costs &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rm30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; so i bought 1 for sis. der wasnt a tigger so i didnt get 1 for myself. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;hhmpppffft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...the next day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RnLbEFnhxWI/AAAAAAAAAuw/cTyijzgtMBE/s1600-h/DSC00323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RnLbEFnhxWI/AAAAAAAAAuw/cTyijzgtMBE/s320/DSC00323.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076360593273898338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one wif mum and aunt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RnLbElnhxYI/AAAAAAAAAvA/bO7PZJiOi60/s1600-h/DSC00326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RnLbElnhxYI/AAAAAAAAAvA/bO7PZJiOi60/s320/DSC00326.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076360601863832962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one wif my aneroxic sis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RnLbE1nhxZI/AAAAAAAAAvI/qS7zGKmoHXc/s1600-h/DSC00327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 143px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RnLbE1nhxZI/AAAAAAAAAvI/qS7zGKmoHXc/s320/DSC00327.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076360606158800274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RnLbFVnhxaI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/Rdazup_RAgA/s1600-h/DSC00328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 141px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RnLbFVnhxaI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/Rdazup_RAgA/s320/DSC00328.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076360614748734882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one wif e shopping bags&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RnLaLlnhxRI/AAAAAAAAAuI/k74EM6UMf6Q/s1600-h/DSC00330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 142px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RnLaLlnhxRI/AAAAAAAAAuI/k74EM6UMf6Q/s320/DSC00330.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076359622611289362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RnLaMFnhxTI/AAAAAAAAAuY/mvLW8IntgCo/s1600-h/DSC00332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 189px; height: 142px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RnLaMFnhxTI/AAAAAAAAAuY/mvLW8IntgCo/s320/DSC00332.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076359631201223986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one wif sis stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;she bought herself &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;small guess bags,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;big guess duffel bag&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;coach sunglasses&lt;/span&gt; &amp; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;huge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;zippo lighter&lt;/span&gt;. look carefully at e pix; its reali huge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RnLaMVnhxUI/AAAAAAAAAug/kCclYZlr21c/s1600-h/DSC00333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RnLaMVnhxUI/AAAAAAAAAug/kCclYZlr21c/s320/DSC00333.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076359635496191298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one wif my stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i bought myself &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;small guess bag, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;big guess duffel&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;orange&lt;/span&gt; sweater (sis bought a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt; one seen in e pix above),&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tshirt (which sis also has in orange),&lt;/span&gt; a pair of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;slippers&lt;/span&gt;, a pair of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nike shoes&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;1&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;coach sunglasses&lt;/span&gt; &amp; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LV ashtray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RnLZXFnhxNI/AAAAAAAAAto/stsWGW1ho_Y/s1600-h/DSC00342.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RnLZXFnhxNI/AAAAAAAAAto/stsWGW1ho_Y/s320/DSC00342.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076358720668157138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one wif e 'halo halo', which is basically a huge ice kacang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RnLZXFnhxOI/AAAAAAAAAtw/YJew182EjS4/s1600-h/DSC00341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RnLZXFnhxOI/AAAAAAAAAtw/YJew182EjS4/s320/DSC00341.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076358720668157154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one wif mummy and daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RnLZXVnhxPI/AAAAAAAAAt4/aw83-vt_8H0/s1600-h/DSC00339.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RnLZXVnhxPI/AAAAAAAAAt4/aw83-vt_8H0/s320/DSC00339.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076358724963124466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one wif e ice bowl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RnLZXlnhxQI/AAAAAAAAAuA/eSvAioDw3vg/s1600-h/DSC00337.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RnLZXlnhxQI/AAAAAAAAAuA/eSvAioDw3vg/s320/DSC00337.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076358729258091778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the one wif my overexcited lil sis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RnUfN1nhxoI/AAAAAAAAAxA/jBcBBQrtNQk/s1600-h/DSC00343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 304px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RnUfN1nhxoI/AAAAAAAAAxA/jBcBBQrtNQk/s320/DSC00343.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076998477521733250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; the one wif e glutton face of hers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;so den today, we were pretty much ready to leave for home..but den e car started to gif us &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;problems!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the gear wuldnt engage so it wuldnt move and we culd only put it into reversed! it was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sooooo&lt;/span&gt; horrible and hot!!! we were stuck at seremban and thank god somebody came to our rescue. we were towed all e way back to jb's caltex, juz before e malaysian customs. it costed us &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rm700 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;to get der. the tow guy &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wun enter spore&lt;/span&gt; or even &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;go up to e causeway.&lt;/span&gt; so we had to push e car all e way up to e customs! den daddy had a wild idea of driving &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;backwards&lt;/span&gt; coz den we wuld reach faster and thank god for cik nor n fam who came to our rescue and kinda held e traffic for us to go thru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RnLjplnhxkI/AAAAAAAAAwg/VsHz507NlDk/s1600-h/DSC00351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RnLjplnhxkI/AAAAAAAAAwg/VsHz507NlDk/s320/DSC00351.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076370033612015170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one wif our backwards car, before e spore customs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RnLjp1nhxlI/AAAAAAAAAwo/bSlQFFVYQ_I/s1600-h/DSC00352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RnLjp1nhxlI/AAAAAAAAAwo/bSlQFFVYQ_I/s320/DSC00352.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076370037906982482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;finally we reached spore's customs and had to wait for daddy's mechanics to send their tow truck over..which took &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;ages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but luckily we are all &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;safe and sound&lt;/span&gt; back home now. exhausted, but &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RnLjqFnhxmI/AAAAAAAAAww/qfCEJdvbl10/s1600-h/DSC00349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RnLjqFnhxmI/AAAAAAAAAww/qfCEJdvbl10/s320/DSC00349.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076370042201949794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;now dis lil baby is safely in e mechanics, waiting to be repaired. so now we'll b car-less for a few days and its e blardy weekend! haix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RnLjpVnhxjI/AAAAAAAAAwY/UV5KDNVnsKY/s1600-h/DSC00322+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RnLjpVnhxjI/AAAAAAAAAwY/UV5KDNVnsKY/s320/DSC00322+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076370029317047858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-8001857429587447286?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/8001857429587447286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=8001857429587447286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/8001857429587447286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/8001857429587447286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2007/06/juz-came-back-from-3-day-kl-trip-wif.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RnLcY1nhxgI/AAAAAAAAAwA/y9wNIpeonQo/s72-c/DSC00311.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-1636109159221242739</id><published>2007-06-13T03:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T03:22:23.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rm7u-VnhxII/AAAAAAAAAtA/srtNc7Jt0ro/s1600-h/kitten.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rm7u-VnhxII/AAAAAAAAAtA/srtNc7Jt0ro/s320/kitten.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075256584815363202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;aint dey &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;adorable??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; dey are fira's little kitties(co-owned by my sis, even thou shes blardy afraid of their mum). dey are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;soooooooooo small n fury n soooooooooooooo cute.&lt;/span&gt; dey are now 3 wks old n believed to be growing &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;larger &lt;/span&gt;in 1mths' time. ouh. but fira throwing dem away coz she's pregnant now n she has &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;waaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyy&lt;/span&gt; too many cats. and a parakeet too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rm7u91nhxGI/AAAAAAAAAsw/CtdIpTTw59Y/s1600-h/blog1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rm7u91nhxGI/AAAAAAAAAsw/CtdIpTTw59Y/s320/blog1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075256576225428578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one wif us cam whoring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to kill our boredom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rm7u-FnhxHI/AAAAAAAAAs4/Z_dTSygAcGQ/s1600-h/blog2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rm7u-FnhxHI/AAAAAAAAAs4/Z_dTSygAcGQ/s320/blog2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075256580520395890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one wif me camwhoring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;yep. me camwhored in &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;at sis condo. aint my room lovely? yep. my room which i &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;haf 2 share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; wif others lyk her frenz who come over to stay. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;bluek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rm7u-VnhxJI/AAAAAAAAAtI/6wrN9yiL0c0/s1600-h/DSC00654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rm7u-VnhxJI/AAAAAAAAAtI/6wrN9yiL0c0/s320/DSC00654.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075256584815363218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one wif the view outside my window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;dis is wat i c wen i open e window from my room. ure supposed to see a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;swimming pool&lt;/span&gt; der but den it was nite time, so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rm7u-lnhxKI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/QId-fvxR4a4/s1600-h/DSC00585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rm7u-lnhxKI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/QId-fvxR4a4/s320/DSC00585.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075256589110330530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one wif my stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sis bought me dat tigger to hold my hp in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i've not much to blog nowadays. ders nothing much reali 'cept for e ongoing irony pathetic life i lead. haix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;niwaes. going off to kl-perak wif mum n dad n aunt n sis. will camwhore lyk crazy n shop lyk crazy.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; i tink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;till den,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rm7x21nhxLI/AAAAAAAAAtY/LESk2jT3b1g/s1600-h/sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rm7x21nhxLI/AAAAAAAAAtY/LESk2jT3b1g/s320/sign.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075259754501227698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-1636109159221242739?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/1636109159221242739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=1636109159221242739&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/1636109159221242739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/1636109159221242739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2007/06/aint-dey-adorable-dey-are-firas-little.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rm7u-VnhxII/AAAAAAAAAtA/srtNc7Jt0ro/s72-c/kitten.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-7956663180862410210</id><published>2007-06-07T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T02:06:10.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ever since i downloaded and burned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RmhINlnhxDI/AAAAAAAAAsY/GDo-h_frbEQ/s1600-h/FRIENDS.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RmhINlnhxDI/AAAAAAAAAsY/GDo-h_frbEQ/s320/FRIENDS.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073384378506265650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from season 1 to 10, ive been playing it over and over again on e dvd set in my room. nothing on tv interest me animore. yes. i realize i may haf a huge prob (or else wat u mite call an&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;'obsession&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;' &lt;/span&gt;- but wateva.) although. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i never watch season 10 coz its juz sad dat it ended so fast...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TheGist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a show about love and sex and careers and a time in life when everything is possible..about the search for commitment and security...and the fear of commitment and security. Most of all, it's about friendship - for when you're young and single in the city, your friends are your family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RmgillnhxBI/AAAAAAAAAsI/fshoCt7YgFg/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RmgillnhxBI/AAAAAAAAAsI/fshoCt7YgFg/s320/untitled.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073343009381270546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;JenniferAniston&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RmgRelnhw5I/AAAAAAAAArI/0bBdArlkSdY/s1600-h/rachel3t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RmgRelnhw5I/AAAAAAAAArI/0bBdArlkSdY/s320/rachel3t.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073324197424513938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rachel karen green&lt;/span&gt; in season 7, playing drums given by phoebe to joey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;love her short bop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;She married Pitt on July 29. 2000, in a lavish Malibu wedding. The two separated on January 7, 2005, and Aniston officially filed for divorce on March 25, 2005.The producers of the show originally wanted Aniston to audition for the role of Monica Geller, but she persuaded them that she was better suited for the role of Rachel Green. She was cast in the role and played the character from 1994 until the show ended in 2004.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CourteneyCox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RmgR5Vnhw6I/AAAAAAAAArQ/qGX3HshwAYE/s1600-h/monica3t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RmgR5Vnhw6I/AAAAAAAAArQ/qGX3HshwAYE/s320/monica3t.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073324656986014626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;monica e. gellar&lt;/span&gt; in season 6, looking for her wedding dream dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;On June13, 2004, she gave birth to their first child, daughter Coco Riley Arquette. The child was originally to be named after her mother as Courteney Cox Arquette, however her husband's family objected to this on the grounds that naming a child after a living relative goes against Jewish tradition. Coco is a nickname Cox's friends gave her mother when she was a child. Cox's close real life friend and "Friends" co-star, Jennifer Aniston, is the baby's godmother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;LisaKudrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RmgSFVnhw7I/AAAAAAAAArY/cmrYIdc3_pw/s1600-h/phoebe3t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RmgSFVnhw7I/AAAAAAAAArY/cmrYIdc3_pw/s320/phoebe3t.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073324863144444850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;phoebe buffay&lt;/span&gt; in season 6, riding her only bicycle given by ross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Since May 27, 1995, Kudrow has been married to Michel Stern, a French advertising executive. They have one son, Julian Murray (born May 7, 1998). While Kudrow was pregnant, Phoebe was also written as pregnant, which is why the storyline of Phoebe being a surrogate for her brother's triplets was introduced.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MattLeBlanc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RmgSUFnhw8I/AAAAAAAAArg/F9Csh-2yFi4/s1600-h/joey1t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RmgSUFnhw8I/AAAAAAAAArg/F9Csh-2yFi4/s320/joey1t.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073325116547515330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;joseph francis tribbiani&lt;/span&gt; in season 7, at monica and chandler's wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;When Matt LeBlanc auditioned for the role as Joey Tribbiani he only had $11. When the cast got their paychecks, the first thing he bought was a hot dinner. On May 3, 2003, LeBlanc married long-time girlfriend Melissa McKnight and the couple had one daughter,Marina Pearl LeBlanc, who was born Feb 8, 2004. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DavidSchwimmer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RmgS61nhw-I/AAAAAAAAArw/rxXsAAdVnp8/s1600-h/ross2t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RmgS61nhw-I/AAAAAAAAArw/rxXsAAdVnp8/s320/ross2t.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073325782267446242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rachel and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ross eustace gellar&lt;/span&gt; in season 8, a flashback of wen dey were flirting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;In the Friends episode "The one wiff Russ", the character of "Russ", who bore an amazing resemblance to Schwimmer's "Ross", was played by Schwimmer himself, although in the credits the role was credited as being played by "Snaro." The producers have joked in the past that the character of Russ was played by a famous actor named Snaro, but Schwimmer has said that the name Snaro was a tribute to a friend of his.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MatthewPerry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RmgS3Vnhw9I/AAAAAAAAAro/kMqf-CbUDmc/s1600-h/chandler3t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RmgS3Vnhw9I/AAAAAAAAAro/kMqf-CbUDmc/s320/chandler3t.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073325722137904082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;chandler muriel bing&lt;/span&gt; n newly wedded on-screen wife, monica, in season 8, waiting in queue to leave for their honeymoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Perry developed an addiction to alcohol and to ease this he then became addicted to Vicodin. He first started taking prescription drugs after a jet ski accident in 1997 and checked himself into Hazeldon. In 2000 he was hospitalized with&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; pancreatis &lt;/span&gt;as a result of his addictions. During that summer he lost 20 pounds, appearing noticeably thinner during the 7th season premiere of Friends, in a scene that continued directly from the 6th season finale.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;its juz bloody amazing how 6 different people is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; in sync wif each other. even tho its juz a show but to werk wif each other for about 20plus episodes every season for 10years is no easy feat! juz dun understand why it gotta end wen everything was so well and so funny and so addictive. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;(ok, im obsessed.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;used to &lt;/span&gt;haf frenship lyk dis. wif &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lin, najib, hyrel, nana n irul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. we used to eat, sleep and wake up beside each other. we used to haf such &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt; together. but den sumhow we lost it to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;lin's stupidity&lt;/span&gt;. ders juz too much conflict between us amongst e group. but den again, it was such a wonder how we culd live together for months. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i miss all those times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt; i miss our closeness.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;i miss our friendship.&lt;/span&gt; if i culd turn back tym, i wuld turn back to wer we were once close and 'loved' each other....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ok back to e main topic.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and if you're wondering if i ever get bored or anything by the show, i'm not. i simply luuurrrvvvveeee re-running it over and over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and i culd go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;on and on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; bout trivia of friends but i'll simply bore u. so go. watch it urself on cable ch18. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and share my obsession.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;till den,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RmgiUlnhw_I/AAAAAAAAAr4/aaJfUYk5Jb8/s1600-h/300px-Friends.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RmgiUlnhw_I/AAAAAAAAAr4/aaJfUYk5Jb8/s320/300px-Friends.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073342717323494386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-7956663180862410210?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/7956663180862410210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=7956663180862410210&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/7956663180862410210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/7956663180862410210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2007/06/ever-since-i-downloaded-and-burned-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RmhINlnhxDI/AAAAAAAAAsY/GDo-h_frbEQ/s72-c/FRIENDS.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-7002060624522761790</id><published>2007-06-06T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T23:56:01.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;new skin. simply &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;luuuuuuuurrrrvvviiiiinngggg&lt;/span&gt; it. hekz.&lt;br /&gt;...and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;humongous thanx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wanie&lt;/span&gt; for introducing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;firefox &lt;/span&gt;to me. im &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sooooooooooo&lt;/span&gt; luving it!!! no more hanging windows!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;haix.im such a freak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RmaZUlnhw4I/AAAAAAAAArA/Jm9Fg_307rA/s1600-h/DSC00267+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RmaZUlnhw4I/AAAAAAAAArA/Jm9Fg_307rA/s320/DSC00267+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072910609253778306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: isnt it &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;weird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; dat most blogs are black? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*wonder*wonder*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-7002060624522761790?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/7002060624522761790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=7002060624522761790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/7002060624522761790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/7002060624522761790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2007/06/new-skin.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RmaZUlnhw4I/AAAAAAAAArA/Jm9Fg_307rA/s72-c/DSC00267+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-4783538055179911603</id><published>2007-06-05T23:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T02:14:21.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;before it turns midnite,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;happy 21st bday beby boy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for celebrations yesterday nite at cash studio orchard wif his cuzzins n fren. we were an hour late thou, which kinda missed out the whole point of celebrating at midnite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;but nevertheless....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RmhKnFnhxEI/AAAAAAAAAsg/QK_BREz0RM0/s1600-h/bday1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RmhKnFnhxEI/AAAAAAAAAsg/QK_BREz0RM0/s320/bday1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073387015616185410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RmhKnlnhxFI/AAAAAAAAAso/6R8qX-d63SY/s1600-h/bday2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RmhKnlnhxFI/AAAAAAAAAso/6R8qX-d63SY/s320/bday2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073387024206120018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;the one wer hubby was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;so shy&lt;/span&gt; about opening my present!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;soooooo &lt;/span&gt;cute about it..hehe. bought him a braun buffel wallet which kinda ripped off almost all of my savings (plus everyting else included in the bday package) but it was worth it to see him &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. :p reali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den we woke up at 4 in the afternoon, had a lazy walk in orchard, window-shopped a little, and a late lunch before heading home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n gez wat? &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we decided we cant wait to have babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RmWF2lnhwzI/AAAAAAAAAqY/-6OXILQdnbw/s1600-h/sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RmWF2lnhwzI/AAAAAAAAAqY/-6OXILQdnbw/s320/sign.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072607728160064306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-4783538055179911603?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/4783538055179911603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=4783538055179911603&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/4783538055179911603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/4783538055179911603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2007/06/before-it-turns-midnite-happy-21st-bday.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RmhKnFnhxEI/AAAAAAAAAsg/QK_BREz0RM0/s72-c/bday1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-3953899896521985415</id><published>2007-06-03T03:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T00:11:46.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;camwhoring after a trip to jalan kayu's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;mad jack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; restaurant. a big disappointment for foods. advice: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dun ever go der unless u duno wer 2 throw ur money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hehe. but der was a swap mit wen we got der so me n sis bought 12 glitter pens for oni &lt;strong&gt;3 bux&lt;/strong&gt; and a pocket watch for oni &lt;strong&gt;4 bux&lt;/strong&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RmLKG9j4Z5I/AAAAAAAAApg/BY-tmHsEd2E/s1600-h/DSC00483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071838351325685650" style="width: 346px; height: 257px;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RmLKG9j4Z5I/AAAAAAAAApg/BY-tmHsEd2E/s320/DSC00483.JPG" border="0" height="240" width="375" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;the one wif e 12 glitter pens...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RmLKG9j4Z6I/AAAAAAAAApo/3GbRIZdSdRc/s1600-h/DSC00486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071838351325685666" style="width: 169px; height: 160px;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RmLKG9j4Z6I/AAAAAAAAApo/3GbRIZdSdRc/s320/DSC00486.JPG" border="0" height="241" width="183" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RmLKHNj4Z7I/AAAAAAAAApw/7fp1bFbEOM0/s1600-h/DSC00487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071838355620652978" style="width: 177px; height: 160px;" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RmLKHNj4Z7I/AAAAAAAAApw/7fp1bFbEOM0/s320/DSC00487.JPG" border="0" height="240" width="190" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;the one wif the beetle-shaped pocket watch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and den some camwhoring after we went home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RmLwUdj4Z8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/C3mc6eUw6i0/s1600-h/DSC00428+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071880364695775170" style="" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RmLwUdj4Z8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/C3mc6eUw6i0/s320/DSC00428+copy.jpg" border="0" height="348" width="345" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RmLG9tj4Z4I/AAAAAAAAApY/v8yId2rFqQk/s1600-h/him.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071834893877012354" style="width: 348px; height: 278px;" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RmLG9tj4Z4I/AAAAAAAAApY/v8yId2rFqQk/s320/him.jpg" border="0" height="278" width="373" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;the one wer hubby got vain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and also whilst we were at jalan kayu, der was dis shop selling &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;seawater fishes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; which mite be wat im kiping for pets next coz dey are sooooooooooooooo &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;damn gorgeous!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; juz look at dem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RmLG9tj4Z3I/AAAAAAAAApQ/u6mSBVpHl-s/s1600-h/fish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071834893877012338" style="width: 353px; height: 272px;" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RmLG9tj4Z3I/AAAAAAAAApQ/u6mSBVpHl-s/s320/fish.jpg" border="0" height="244" width="374" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and dey are much much simpler den normal fishes and prettier. now all i gota do is wait for all my other fishes to die&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(on their own of coz!!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and save money for e new ones coz dey cost an atomic bomb...haix..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;price for beauty eyy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-3953899896521985415?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/3953899896521985415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=3953899896521985415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/3953899896521985415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/3953899896521985415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RmLKG9j4Z5I/AAAAAAAAApg/BY-tmHsEd2E/s72-c/DSC00483.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-2027820072391871888</id><published>2007-06-01T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T22:01:44.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wat u thot is ok for u to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;will sumtyms hurt e person who cares for u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-2027820072391871888?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/2027820072391871888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=2027820072391871888&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/2027820072391871888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/2027820072391871888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2007/06/wat-u-thot-is-ok-for-u-to-say-will.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-6844919487819897590</id><published>2007-05-27T03:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T00:12:36.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to my cuzzin's bday pit juz now. was weird wif his parents, n mimi's parents n my mum n aunts. hehe. i tink it was supposed to be more of a youngster pit kinda tingy. coz dozens of his frenz were der so e 'senior citizens' were quite an awkward sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RliO4Nj4ZxI/AAAAAAAAAog/r5rYUy2ALDU/s1600-h/DSC00261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068958476969469714" style="width: 349px; height: 253px;" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RliO4Nj4ZxI/AAAAAAAAAog/r5rYUy2ALDU/s320/DSC00261.JPG" border="0" height="252" width="344" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;the one wif the bday boy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RliO49j4ZyI/AAAAAAAAAoo/a9yyOcY2-O8/s1600-h/DSC00262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068958489854371618" style="width: 350px; height: 254px;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RliO49j4ZyI/AAAAAAAAAoo/a9yyOcY2-O8/s320/DSC00262.JPG" border="0" height="254" width="348" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;the one wif the bday boy n frenz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tink he's grown into a fine young man now...i mean still mat-rep n everyting.. but wen we were younger no one wuld mix wif him coz he's reali noti n &lt;em&gt;lurvessssssssssssssssssss&lt;/em&gt; hurting people. now dat he's all grown up, he's growing fine into dat bad boy image. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;orite sasha, stop-it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pix of e &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;haircuts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RliO1dj4ZuI/AAAAAAAAAoI/KALyxWIkErs/s1600-h/DSC00243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068958429724829410" style="width: 285px; height: 368px;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RliO1dj4ZuI/AAAAAAAAAoI/KALyxWIkErs/s320/DSC00243.JPG" border="0" height="333" width="249" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;the one wif my sister's concave cut...which turned out fine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RliO2dj4ZvI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/rFzHffLVH9k/s1600-h/DSC00248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068958446904698610" style="width: 284px; height: 395px;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RliO2dj4ZvI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/rFzHffLVH9k/s320/DSC00248.JPG" border="0" height="338" width="280" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;the one wif mine from e front...which also looked fine wen its wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RliO29j4ZwI/AAAAAAAAAoY/Kv13oCI6lfc/s1600-h/DSC00251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068958455494633218" style="" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RliO29j4ZwI/AAAAAAAAAoY/Kv13oCI6lfc/s320/DSC00251.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;the one wif another frontal pix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i admit dat dis pix &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;doesnt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; do justice to e horridness of e haircut. heyy. im not one to take ugly sides of myself. &lt;em&gt;hehe.&lt;/em&gt; but reali, wen its wet, viewed from e front, its fine. but wen its dried n u're walking behind me, its juz &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;horridly-disgustingly-horrible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;thank god&lt;/strong&gt; for a mth holiday off from sch (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;which by e way isnt eactly a mth coz on e 3rd wk im packed to go back to school for dumb stuffs.&lt;/span&gt;).  giving it a mth to grow it out. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;no way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; im gona cut my hair animore. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-6844919487819897590?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/6844919487819897590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=6844919487819897590&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/6844919487819897590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/6844919487819897590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2007/05/went-to-my-cuzzins-bday-pit-juz-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RliO4Nj4ZxI/AAAAAAAAAog/r5rYUy2ALDU/s72-c/DSC00261.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-3666898139262539347</id><published>2007-05-25T08:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T09:56:46.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>e &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;news&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; had been heard. e other 3 contract teachers got their appointment letter to sign e bond with &lt;strong&gt;NIE&lt;/strong&gt; dis sat. haixx.. dun tink im able to go dis july intake. fuck. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fuck&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;fuck.&lt;/span&gt; cant blame e school either. dey did recommend me(dats wat dey said, but GOD NOES lah!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e other contract teachers, 2 of whom im closer to, are practically&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; waving&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; their appointment letters to my face. please larhxx. u guys &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dun even like teaching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. complains all day long. you're juz going der so dat u can get a&lt;strong&gt; payrise&lt;/strong&gt; n enjoy benefits from e governmentnt. haixx. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CHINESE...CHINESE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; damn u all chinese!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.if i go on ranting, u people might think im juz plain jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;im not.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;im juz so fed-up dat CHINESE are getting all e good stuffs while we haf to slog away n wait. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;aaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-3666898139262539347?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/3666898139262539347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=3666898139262539347&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/3666898139262539347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/3666898139262539347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2007/05/e-news-had-been-heard.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-433686507258006435</id><published>2007-05-23T08:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T00:12:56.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday will b my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;last&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tym ever trying to adopt the &lt;em&gt;concave&lt;/em&gt; hairstyle. all e blardy stylists who had done it are juz simply&lt;strong&gt; plain stupid&lt;/strong&gt; who wun admit dat &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dey cant/dunno how to/am simply tooooooo stupid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to do it! n u will be surprise to noe wer i got my yesterday's (last n final) haircut from....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RlOMc9j4ZtI/AAAAAAAAAoA/FaDqlEOLilg/s1600-h/02-03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067548434911225554" style="width: 357px; height: 182px;" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RlOMc9j4ZtI/AAAAAAAAAoA/FaDqlEOLilg/s320/02-03.jpg" border="0" height="155" width="334" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yar! blardy &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;jean yip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! blardy damn jean yip at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bukit panjang plaza!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;eeeuuuurrrgggghhhh!!!&lt;/em&gt; dis is wat u get wen all classified job ads states "...can speak mandarin &lt;strong&gt;ONLY&lt;/strong&gt;" or "...chinese-speaking &lt;strong&gt;ONLY&lt;/strong&gt;" or "...chinese &lt;strong&gt;ONLY&lt;/strong&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAMN U ALL CHINESE WHO REFUSES TO LEARN A LITTLE BIT OF ENGLISH! HELL-O! DIS IS SPORE FOR FUCK'S SAKE! EVERYONE SPEAKS ENGLISH!!! IT WUN HURT TO LEARN ENGLISH, GOT IT??!?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e guy who did my hair is so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dumb n so egoistic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, he claimed dat he noes wat he's doing. me n my sis told both e hairstylists dat we want to b similar, as in&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; almost-same&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; haircut. its ok if its not exact, but at least looks e same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;"layering or patterns or straight oni?" he asked me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"hurhxx?" i said. dammit. confirm he dunno wan. "u noe concave? short at e back n long at the sides?" i said again, juz to be sure, demonstrating wat i wanted.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"oooooooohhhhhh. ok. ok. can," he replied, in dis chinese-baba accent, and began to happily snip at my hair.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;ok now i damn worried dy lah. he confirm dunno wat i want. so while cutting, he continued gossipping wif my sis' stylist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;"&lt;em&gt;eyy, pu shi zhe yang de. ni zhuo le&lt;/em&gt;," she said to him. (which meant, "eyy not lyk dis. u do wrong dy.")&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;ni kan wa de. ta yao de shi slope zhai huo mian ran hou zhian mian pu yong zhyan."&lt;/em&gt; (which meant, "look at mine. she wants e back got slope den infront dun cut.")&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;hurhhx?? tui larh. sui pian larh. shi yi yang de. ni he wa horhh pu ke yi zhyan yi yang de style mahhxx&lt;/em&gt;," he replied. (which meant, "hurhhx? correct larh. anyting larh. u n me arh cannot cut same style one mahhxx."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cringed. dammit. confirm larhh. wrong larhh. den suddenly he stopped, took a mirror to show me wat he's done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;"der? done liao!" he exclaimed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;i stared myself in horror. damn u!! dis is not rite!! its not even concaved. not from the side, nor e back, and definitely not upfront!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"wer's e concave??" i asked.&lt;br /&gt;he casually flipped my hair and said, "der. abit der."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sis turned and look at me....and started telling him wat actuali i wanted in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MANDARIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. both stylists looked at her in shock. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;serves u rite!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; say 'anyting' sum more larhhx. gossip sum more larhhxx!! dunno say dunno mahhxx. dun spoil people's hair!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sis went on ranting at e male stylist and he kept &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nodding&lt;/span&gt; as if he reali understood...n we reali thot he did coz e &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;3 of us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; went on telling him wat was wrong wif it.... n yet he still got it wrong. he went to shave my neck next. damn. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;damn.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;damn!&lt;/span&gt; if he shaved n it came out rite, fine. but he shaved n &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;still got it wrong!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;n dats wen i put my foot down. &lt;strong&gt;enuf hair for e day&lt;/strong&gt;. no more to cut. animore i'll go bald. so now, my hair is very limited at e back coz he kept layering it, and reali ders nothing much at e back after he shaved it, and juz a little bit longer at e front.i look horrible n disgusting n looks lyk i lost my hair to leukemia. reali!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat made me &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; mad was dat:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;1. it's &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jean yip's&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for fuck's sake!!!&lt;br /&gt;2. duno &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; duno larhhxx!! dun come yaya here!! i'll excuse ur ignorance if u admit it u noe!!&lt;br /&gt;3. instead of admitting u dunno, u went gossipping wif ur fren n said &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"anyting lahh"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; n &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"anyhow lahh"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; about my hair!! im &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PAYING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; u to cut my hair u noe. ders nothing 'anything' or 'anyhow' about dat!!&lt;br /&gt;4. dat i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;still had to pay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for ur fucked-up haircut!!!!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;eeeeuuuurrrggggghhhhhhh!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it took me ages to grow dat length after e last haircut at far east, and now u happily ruined it again!!!!!!!!!!!! juz wer haf all dis good, relieable stylists gone to? wer? wer? wer? i sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo blamed e government for e stuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuupiiiiid speak mandarin campaign! dis is e kind of blardy werkers u hired!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;e next tym sumone asks me, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"are u chinese?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;im soooooooooo gona answer, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"never was proud of it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;traumatic experience for me. no more.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;niwaes. juz wen i thot me n irul got a little better after going out a few tyms, it juz seems dat our relationship is going for a&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; tough ride&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. 10 mths into it n sooo many things has happened. ive never thot we'd gone dis far n yet wen we did, far ahead der are many more obstacles we had to go thru, n e luf dat we haf is not strong enuf.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;envy wanie n gegerl&lt;/strong&gt; for having such dear boifrens, wanting nothing more den dem feeling blissed. i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;prayed n hoped for an angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; lyk dat to come n pik me. i reali thot irul was e one. but 10mths into it n he's e one shattering my dreams.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;weneva i watched other couples in tv shows hugging n kissing n cuddling, i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;long for irul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s touch. i long for dat tingling feeling he used to send down my spine. yet now....every single thing dat he's capable of is to juz ask for a breakup. i &lt;em&gt;used to noe&lt;/em&gt; dat &lt;strong&gt;he luvs me&lt;/strong&gt;, he wants me.real badly. but now..&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i noe in his hart, i no longer am der.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;is it too much to ask for someone to luf me? to hold me weneva it rains n thunders frightens me? to kiss me goodnight whilst holding me to sleep? to smile wen i smile, to wipe my tears wen i cry? is it too much to ask for?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RlOMc9j4ZtI/AAAAAAAAAoA/FaDqlEOLilg/s72-c/02-03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-5010666873592237318</id><published>2007-05-21T07:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T00:13:31.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went for my&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;3rd treatment&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; last fri. sis went for her 1st. hehe. so kecoh. she alone needed bout half hour to get ready to be &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;laser-ed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; she did both of left arm n back. so lucky. after dis 2 she onli had 1 more to go, at the back of her waist. i haf &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;4 more to go!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; pandai2 lah bikin bnyk2. hepi arh tu. but &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alhamdulilah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; after 3 treatments, e tattoos are clearing off n saving me from e horrible pain. niwaes. pix taken while sis was getting hers done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RlDdGNj4ZhI/AAAAAAAAAmg/qkSJ5ZCePXQ/s1600-h/DSC00211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066792679580919314" style="width: 361px; height: 249px;" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RlDdGNj4ZhI/AAAAAAAAAmg/qkSJ5ZCePXQ/s320/DSC00211.JPG" border="0" height="257" width="358" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RlDbX9j4ZfI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/n18FpCmN5aE/s1600-h/DSC00212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066790785500341746" style="width: 361px; height: 272px;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RlDbX9j4ZfI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/n18FpCmN5aE/s320/DSC00212.JPG" border="0" height="261" width="362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RlDeStj4ZiI/AAAAAAAAAmo/435I1LQ66X0/s1600-h/DSC00213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066793993840911906" style="width: 360px; height: 262px;" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RlDeStj4ZiI/AAAAAAAAAmo/435I1LQ66X0/s320/DSC00213.JPG" border="0" height="252" width="357" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;screaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; lyk crazy. poor baby gal. lucky her as she got 3 other persons being in der for her. wen i had mine done, i was &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all alone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. haixx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sis asked if i regreted having tattoos nw dat removing it was so damn painful. i said no. i dun believe in having regrets. its all about making choices. in e past i chose to haf those tattoos done. no one forced me to. n now having to remove it is juz another choice i make for my future. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sis came home yesterday n slept over. &lt;strong&gt;missed having her at home&lt;/strong&gt;. dis morning wen i left for werk, she began her usual whinings weneva i switched on the lights to get ready. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i miz all dat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;miz having her ard, whining&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;being e baby in e family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. at tyms shes juz so &lt;strong&gt;adorable!&lt;/strong&gt; (other tyms shes juz freaking irritating.) by e tym im home today she'll be gone home too. haixx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;if oni&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; she wuld move back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den e next day went to &lt;strong&gt;bibik's&lt;/strong&gt; chalet @ downtown east. dis aunt of miine. every year got chalet. so proud of telling people dat she's&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; getting older each year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RlJFrdj4ZoI/AAAAAAAAAnY/H6a9HZPXzcA/s1600-h/DSC00216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067189143717045890" style="width: 357px; height: 251px;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RlJFrdj4ZoI/AAAAAAAAAnY/H6a9HZPXzcA/s320/DSC00216.JPG" border="0" height="249" width="371" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;the one wif the 'birfday' captions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RlJFr9j4ZpI/AAAAAAAAAng/KDP09jxMH4o/s1600-h/DSC00217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067189152306980498" style="width: 355px; height: 261px;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RlJFr9j4ZpI/AAAAAAAAAng/KDP09jxMH4o/s320/DSC00217.JPG" border="0" height="273" width="369" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;the one wif the bday cake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RlJFstj4ZqI/AAAAAAAAAno/mFdnl1WYNmM/s1600-h/DSC00218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067189165191882402" style="width: 356px; height: 250px;" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RlJFstj4ZqI/AAAAAAAAAno/mFdnl1WYNmM/s320/DSC00218.JPG" border="0" height="263" width="370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;the one wif my uncle as "clown of the day"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RlJFtNj4ZrI/AAAAAAAAAnw/OSYaAOnuqFI/s1600-h/DSC00221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067189173781817010" style="width: 358px; height: 272px;" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RlJFtNj4ZrI/AAAAAAAAAnw/OSYaAOnuqFI/s320/DSC00221.JPG" border="0" height="261" width="370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;the one wif ronald..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RlJC_dj4ZnI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/bvWdl6hL_rc/s1600-h/DSC00223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067186188779546226" style="width: 358px; height: 266px;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RlJC_dj4ZnI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/bvWdl6hL_rc/s320/DSC00223.JPG" border="0" height="259" width="371" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;the one wer both are so happy wif ronald..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den later dat nite, met irul n we went to jb...wer i managed 1 snapshot of a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hungry man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RlJFt9j4ZsI/AAAAAAAAAn4/ZP37W4xbflI/s1600-h/DSC00224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067189186666718914" style="width: 355px; height: 268px;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RlJFt9j4ZsI/AAAAAAAAAn4/ZP37W4xbflI/s320/DSC00224.JPG" border="0" height="303" width="399" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;the one wif the hungry tummy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;life's a bitch ey?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-5010666873592237318?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/5010666873592237318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-2796033302566689020</id><published>2007-05-17T09:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T12:28:07.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aiyoh. so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sleepy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at werkxx. got class in 7mins. gota gif my kids back their exam papers. haix. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;me n irul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; drifting further away apart. god noes y. at 1st he was e one initiated e &lt;strong&gt;break up&lt;/strong&gt;, but den we&lt;strong&gt; got bk&lt;/strong&gt; together dat nite. den yesterday he &lt;strong&gt;started all these rubbish again&lt;/strong&gt;, accusing me of tings i nvr did. den even later dat nite, we kissed n made up. but den dis morning he's starting up all over again. reali upset n reali duno wat he wants frm me, from us. tomorrow is our &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10th mth anniversary&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.(yippee???)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;gez &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wun&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; b a smiley day. :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den wen u've &lt;em&gt;"worked"&lt;/em&gt; a little harder on making ur blogskin a nice one, blogger gota go n mess it up for u. so wat u gta do? juz say &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"thank u"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; n portray ur &lt;em&gt;middle finger&lt;/em&gt;. den it doesnt allow u 2 upload pix. so, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"xxxx!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; comes out of e mouth. &lt;em&gt;accidentally&lt;/em&gt; of coz. haixx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den at e werkplc, dat &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;blardy-farked-up old maid&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(maths HOD. strong suspicions shes e one whos telling on me.)&lt;/span&gt; kips glancing at my werk area. yar. trying to catch me sleeping rite?? i wun let u larhhxx &lt;em&gt;old maid&lt;/em&gt;. go get urself a husband n take care of ur own affairs &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dumbassbitcho.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; it doesnt matter how many tons of makeup ure putting on, coz u aint pretty n u'll never b. so dun waste animore money k. apek2 tepi jalan pon jadi arhxx. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;silap2 apek2 nie pon tknk ko. rambut straight kan dulu arhxx.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hahaxx. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i noe im beiing childish but i cant help it k.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today sumore gt &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;contact tym.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; haixx. oreadi so sleepy, hw 2 survive contact tym all e way till 530? &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;die larhxx lyk dat..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; haixx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my hair sux man. not e color, e style. so rigid. lyk&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;wig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; lyk dat. wana cut concave back. dunch care dy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;f day in an f place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; wat a life. living it. hating it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;baaaahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-2796033302566689020?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/2796033302566689020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rkzpudj4ZaI/AAAAAAAAAlo/3bzQpe_6VwY/s1600-h/L+Y+N+N000.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;last sun. mother's day. celebrated wif mum's side at swenson's airport. pix galore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RkkzkIznMeI/AAAAAAAAAko/BOA2F1Eu5gg/s1600-h/DSC00167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064635951887102434" style="" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RkkzkIznMeI/AAAAAAAAAko/BOA2F1Eu5gg/s320/DSC00167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the one wer ordering takes hours..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RkkW3oznMbI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/iJGe6Rm1fPU/s1600-h/DSC00169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064604401057345970" style="" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RkkW3oznMbI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/iJGe6Rm1fPU/s320/DSC00169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the one wer everyone's waiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RkkW34znMcI/AAAAAAAAAkY/yJVhf4aDu5g/s1600-h/DSC00173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064604405352313282" style="" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RkkW34znMcI/AAAAAAAAAkY/yJVhf4aDu5g/s320/DSC00173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the one wif e picture taking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RkkW4YznMdI/AAAAAAAAAkg/N-w9addOhLQ/s1600-h/DSC00174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064604413942247890" style="" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RkkW4YznMdI/AAAAAAAAAkg/N-w9addOhLQ/s320/DSC00174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the one wif e mums..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RkkWGoznMWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/ry_kAr5gJEw/s1600-h/DSC00175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064603559243755874" style="" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RkkWGoznMWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/ry_kAr5gJEw/s320/DSC00175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the one wif e mums n e dads..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RkkWG4znMXI/AAAAAAAAAjw/I6w7auEHJ5E/s1600-h/DSC00176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064603563538723186" style="" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RkkWG4znMXI/AAAAAAAAAjw/I6w7auEHJ5E/s320/DSC00176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one wif e mum n daughter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RkkWHoznMYI/AAAAAAAAAj4/bywslk7AZEc/s1600-h/DSC00177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064603576423625090" style="" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RkkWHoznMYI/AAAAAAAAAj4/bywslk7AZEc/s320/DSC00177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one wif e finger foods...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RkkWH4znMZI/AAAAAAAAAkA/2VkZ2hQcNXs/s1600-h/DSC00178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064603580718592402" style="" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RkkWH4znMZI/AAAAAAAAAkA/2VkZ2hQcNXs/s320/DSC00178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one wif sis' long-awaited laksa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RkkVi4znMQI/AAAAAAAAAi4/-cj1YDjoFSY/s1600-h/DSC00179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064602945063432450" style="" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RkkVi4znMQI/AAAAAAAAAi4/-cj1YDjoFSY/s320/DSC00179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one wif e foods..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RkkVjYznMRI/AAAAAAAAAjA/9BESxxntRqA/s1600-h/DSC00180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064602953653367058" style="" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RkkVjYznMRI/AAAAAAAAAjA/9BESxxntRqA/s320/DSC00180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one wer mimi is full..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RkkVj4znMSI/AAAAAAAAAjI/jVLUJ-hMaaI/s1600-h/DSC00181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064602962243301666" style="" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RkkVj4znMSI/AAAAAAAAAjI/jVLUJ-hMaaI/s320/DSC00181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one wen food gets a lil boring..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RkkVkYznMTI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/2F_Py9Mti4I/s1600-h/DSC00182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064602970833236274" style="width: 156px; height: 152px;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RkkVkYznMTI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/2F_Py9Mti4I/s320/DSC00182.JPG" border="0" height="240" width="188" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RkkU5IznMLI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/0lkqozR3czs/s1600-h/DSC00184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064602227803893938" style="width: 163px; height: 151px;" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RkkU5IznMLI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/0lkqozR3czs/s320/DSC00184.JPG" border="0" height="240" width="193" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one wif the banana crumble..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rkzpvdj4ZbI/AAAAAAAAAlw/dnR1c1ucjvU/s1600-h/L+Y+N+N002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065680682483213746" style="" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rkzpvdj4ZbI/AAAAAAAAAlw/dnR1c1ucjvU/s320/L+Y+N+N002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rkzpvtj4ZcI/AAAAAAAAAl4/Z59uZGCbG30/s1600-h/L+Y+N+N003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065680686778181058" style="" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rkzpvtj4ZcI/AAAAAAAAAl4/Z59uZGCbG30/s320/L+Y+N+N003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RkkU5oznMNI/AAAAAAAAAig/NQOHDwl2eU4/s1600-h/DSC00186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064602236393828562" style="" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RkkU5oznMNI/AAAAAAAAAig/NQOHDwl2eU4/s320/DSC00186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one wer sis indulge in it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RkkVkoznMUI/AAAAAAAAAjY/lOVgVd8jXBY/s1600-h/DSC00183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064602975128203586" style="" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RkkVkoznMUI/AAAAAAAAAjY/lOVgVd8jXBY/s320/DSC00183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one wif e sticky chewy sumting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RkkU5YznMMI/AAAAAAAAAiY/FXTgoJpG_tw/s1600-h/DSC00185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064602232098861250" style="" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RkkU5YznMMI/AAAAAAAAAiY/FXTgoJpG_tw/s320/DSC00185.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one wif e flowers from me n sis to every mum..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RkkU6IznMOI/AAAAAAAAAio/H8h25Iqs_2M/s1600-h/DSC00187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064602244983763170" style="" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RkkU6IznMOI/AAAAAAAAAio/H8h25Iqs_2M/s320/DSC00187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one wer faiz decided to b a glutton..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RkkU6oznMPI/AAAAAAAAAiw/k5Arekeuhe0/s1600-h/DSC00188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064602253573697778" style="" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RkkU6oznMPI/AAAAAAAAAiw/k5Arekeuhe0/s320/DSC00188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one wer too much is still not enuf...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RkkUKoznMGI/AAAAAAAAAho/HQv3gSCKJnI/s1600-h/DSC00189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064601428939976802" style="" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RkkUKoznMGI/AAAAAAAAAho/HQv3gSCKJnI/s320/DSC00189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one wer iwan takes a mouthful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RkkULYznMHI/AAAAAAAAAhw/q5FSRLTcUMo/s1600-h/DSC00190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064601441824878706" style="" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RkkULYznMHI/AAAAAAAAAhw/q5FSRLTcUMo/s320/DSC00190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one wif e complimentary from sensons...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RkkUL4znMII/AAAAAAAAAh4/ZzjzpHnXwjk/s1600-h/DSC00191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064601450414813314" style="" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RkkUL4znMII/AAAAAAAAAh4/ZzjzpHnXwjk/s320/DSC00191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one wif e gift for his mama...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RkkUMIznMJI/AAAAAAAAAiA/-ympgMVchIc/s1600-h/DSC00193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064601454709780626" style="" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RkkUMIznMJI/AAAAAAAAAiA/-ympgMVchIc/s320/DSC00193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one wer going home is also a chore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RkkUMoznMKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/I9tH5MOCUOk/s1600-h/DSC00197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064601463299715234" style="" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RkkUMoznMKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/I9tH5MOCUOk/s320/DSC00197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one wif e family photo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RkkS9oznMFI/AAAAAAAAAhg/y_ctjg4abjo/s1600-h/DSC00198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064600106090049618" style="" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RkkS9oznMFI/AAAAAAAAAhg/y_ctjg4abjo/s320/DSC00198.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;part 2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RkkS9YznMEI/AAAAAAAAAhY/PomIbQz-Jvg/s1600-h/DSC00199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064600101795082306" style="" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RkkS9YznMEI/AAAAAAAAAhY/PomIbQz-Jvg/s320/DSC00199.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one wif me, sis n faiz. dats my new hair color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RkkS84znMDI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/KrQo44HrVpc/s1600-h/DSC00200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064600093205147698" style="" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RkkS84znMDI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/KrQo44HrVpc/s320/DSC00200.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one wif me, sis n lynn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rkzpw9j4ZdI/AAAAAAAAAmA/TFT-OLsovUI/s1600-h/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065680708253017554" style="" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rkzpw9j4ZdI/AAAAAAAAAmA/TFT-OLsovUI/s320/Image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one wif me, sis n papa.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RkkS8oznMCI/AAAAAAAAAhI/g6eMLexZSkM/s1600-h/DSC00201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064600088910180386" style="" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RkkS8oznMCI/AAAAAAAAAhI/g6eMLexZSkM/s320/DSC00201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one wer dey got goofy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RkkS8IznMBI/AAAAAAAAAhA/NJujor5fqWs/s1600-h/DSC00203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064600080320245778" style="" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RkkS8IznMBI/AAAAAAAAAhA/NJujor5fqWs/s320/DSC00203.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one wif e last pix of e day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;im in a reali reali reali sad mood now. reali wana pen down e mothers day event but somehow dun fil lyk it.&lt;br /&gt;its e 15th today. in 3 days tym me n irul will b together for 10mths.&lt;br /&gt;10mths! dat ought to mean sumting. but no. today, irul wana go seperate ways.&lt;br /&gt;tings between us dat havent been reali settling since... i duno..forever. who's to blame?&lt;br /&gt;both i guess. but dis tym, we're breaking up coz of my selfishness.&lt;br /&gt;breakups are never reali easy for me. not after wat dat bastard did to me. yet...another one comes along and breaks my hart. god is reali testing me. n hurting me. n breaking me down.&lt;br /&gt;tears are threatening to spill now. wun haf a good explanation if anione asks. (if anyone bothers to at all)&lt;br /&gt;he msgd saying, "i dun wana c ur face." dat felt lyk a tight slap. my hart being wrenched in e worst way ever. tried calling him. he rejected. n wen he did pick up he said, "i dun wana talk 2u." cried wen i was in class juz now. am crying now in e staffroom.&lt;br /&gt;its been raining since morning, as thou e earth is filing my torment. i dun wan it 2b dis way. dun wana let us go. but.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to irul:&lt;br /&gt;hubby, i never thot dis is e way u wuld end tings wif me. but if dis wuld make u hapi den i wish u all e best in e future. thanx for e past 9 mths, standing up for me; sticking thru thick n thin most of e tyms. i wun take a single cent from u, no matter wat. juz nid u 2 pay off e bill n we're done. juz remember me, weneva it rains. coz every drop represent my tears e day we broke off. take care.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RkkS8IznMBI/AAAAAAAAAhA/NJujor5fqWs/s1600-h/DSC00203.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-4063455520981735888?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/4063455520981735888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=4063455520981735888&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/4063455520981735888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/4063455520981735888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2007/05/last-sun.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RkkzkIznMeI/AAAAAAAAAko/BOA2F1Eu5gg/s72-c/DSC00167.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-2381665707044151994</id><published>2007-05-14T07:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T00:15:57.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;finally!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; pix uploaded!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RkemzoznKjI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/-QnZn7JfvSM/s1600-h/DSC00144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064199712058845746" style="width: 119px; height: 106px;" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RkemzoznKjI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/-QnZn7JfvSM/s320/DSC00144.JPG" border="0" height="198" width="215" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rkemz4znKkI/AAAAAAAAAVY/ew7MQuSqNlU/s1600-h/DSC00145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064199716353813058" style="width: 109px; height: 106px;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rkemz4znKkI/AAAAAAAAAVY/ew7MQuSqNlU/s320/DSC00145.JPG" border="0" height="195" width="246" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rkem0IznKlI/AAAAAAAAAVg/pFkgflYEIJw/s1600-h/DSC00146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064199720648780370" style="width: 109px; height: 106px;" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rkem0IznKlI/AAAAAAAAAVg/pFkgflYEIJw/s320/DSC00146.JPG" border="0" height="235" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my messy desk in e staffroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RkenjIznKzI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/_X2I7XUfW5M/s1600-h/DSC00157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064200528102632242" style="width: 118px; 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height: 114px;" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RkenFoznKsI/AAAAAAAAAWY/0OzxsPlZW0w/s320/DSC00153.JPG" border="0" height="156" width="151" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rkem0IznKmI/AAAAAAAAAVo/0Z_rpKUrCNw/s1600-h/DSC00147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064199720648780386" style="width: 108px; height: 114px;" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rkem0IznKmI/AAAAAAAAAVo/0Z_rpKUrCNw/s320/DSC00147.JPG" border="0" height="189" width="119" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rkem0YznKnI/AAAAAAAAAVw/QBp48Gz4xlM/s1600-h/DSC00148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064199724943747698" style="width: 108px; height: 114px;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rkem0YznKnI/AAAAAAAAAVw/QBp48Gz4xlM/s320/DSC00148.JPG" border="0" height="220" width="202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sec 2g class party for all teachers who taught dem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-2381665707044151994?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/2381665707044151994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=2381665707044151994&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/2381665707044151994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/2381665707044151994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RkemzoznKjI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/-QnZn7JfvSM/s72-c/DSC00144.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-3110839953343404293</id><published>2007-05-13T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T21:48:37.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stoooooooooooooooooooooooooooopid&lt;br /&gt;blogger doesnt allow me 2 upload pix!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;n i haf plentiful 2 upload...&lt;br /&gt;aaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrgggggggggggghhhhhhhhhh!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-3110839953343404293?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/3110839953343404293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=3110839953343404293&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/3110839953343404293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/3110839953343404293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2007/05/stoooooooooooooooooooooooooooopid.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-3609511484587706089</id><published>2007-05-10T10:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T11:16:49.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sitting bored in the HOD room now, wif actuali many things to do but juz too plain lazy. exams ended at 9am but we are nt allowed to go home till 2pm. haix. bored. wana go 7-11 nearby but duno if i could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;niwaes. NIE practicums are leaving tomorrow thou 5 are coming bk after e june holidays. 'cept for fadli (pe) n ivan (history) who will b going to other schools. so dat leaves us contract teachers who are still waiting whether we are going into NIE for e july intake or not. god. dis is tormenting. i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; dey will send me der. ive had e worst of everything in dis sch, i juz nid to get away pretty quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll tell u y. last wk, my vp called upon me for a brief miting. some of e teachers here are juz really shitty n really do haf a prob wif me. &lt;em&gt;'sumbody'&lt;/em&gt; complained dat i was watching movie on my lappy n kinda distracting others. which is so lame. den &lt;em&gt;'sumbody&lt;/em&gt;' saw my tattoo n believes dis will tarnish their reputation. as if i walk around school half naked. as if e long sleeves wasnt enuf. n &lt;em&gt;'sumbody&lt;/em&gt;' complained i was sleeping in e staff's lounge wen i was sick. i didnt wana go back as i stil had classses thruout e day but apparently nobody bothered to ask me if i was fine. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BUT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; my vp is a reali, reali, reali nice guy who said to me dat all dis kinda tings are reali, reali minor stuff and told me to juz look after my own back. easier put, do things which can be avoided of wagging tongues. eversince e 1st week i was here, everything seems to get on their nerves. well. dey are getting on MY nerves. im trying my best not to blow up. kiping my cool. kiping it. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;kiping it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;kiping it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my HOD has been asking if i got e letter, to which he was supposed to receive, but so far, none yet. n u wuld tink dat my HOD wuld b e one helping me go thru all dis, standing up for my rights. but no..he juz bowed n followed wat all dis farking idiots are complaining bout me. im gripping onto my last breath. hope. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hope.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;piece of advice? never ever become a teacher. or else hope n pray real hrad u dun get posted into a sooooooooooo chinese cultivated school. if ure a malay. coz u'll never make it der. u'll b e topic of e day for everyday. as long as dey find sumting to complain bout u. everyday is a living hell. i love my job b ut i hate my colleagues. chinese ppl sux. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sux.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;sux. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;everything is about 'speak good mandarin.' yar-har. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other contract teachers who haf been posted to various other schools had been contacting each other thru email. so. e latest i got was dat dis gal whom i known from NAFA, whose doing e same ting as me, has gotten her p to apply for her to get into e july's intake. haix. she muz b living it up over der. damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: wanie, its surya by the way. i duno hw tings r between u guys bt i find her even more bitchy n attitudal den e gal i known in our 1st year. getting big headed. sux. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-3609511484587706089?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/3609511484587706089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=3609511484587706089&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/3609511484587706089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/3609511484587706089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2007/05/sitting-bored-in-hod-room-now-wif.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-5275100517226374335</id><published>2007-05-07T08:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T10:48:53.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*spotted!*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061603863889914242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rj5t5YznKYI/AAAAAAAAAT4/LAIXRdpMpEU/s320/spacer.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rj54qIznKhI/AAAAAAAAAVA/ktUdAxiUW24/s1600-h/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061615696524814866" style="WIDTH: 338px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px" height="248" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rj54qIznKhI/AAAAAAAAAVA/ktUdAxiUW24/s320/Untitled-1.jpg" width="352" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Latest released by Sony Ericsson: Walkman phone &lt;strong&gt;W580i.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;im sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo gona get it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; so luvable. so shiny. so new. confirm &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;so expensive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comes in white n grey. sis wana get e white one n insists i get e grey one. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sibok jek.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; currently not out in singapore yet but selling at US for 300pounds. convert dat. haix. thot of trading in my SE z610i but confirm muz top up bout 400bux. haix. tapikan. bnyk2 hp buat pe pon aku tk tahu. but i cant possibly sell my cybershot fone kan..its a gift sey...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;delima sia....&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;*muz watch!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rj6RR4znKiI/AAAAAAAAAVI/3ezv239HkNE/s1600-h/Untitled-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061642767703681570" style="CURSOR: hand" height="248" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rj6RR4znKiI/AAAAAAAAAVI/3ezv239HkNE/s320/Untitled-2.jpg" width="338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;spideyman 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; basically picks up from wer dey left off. mj now noes dat peter is spidey; harry still holds a grudge n comes back as the &lt;strong&gt;new goblin&lt;/strong&gt;. still so cute. still so charming. check out his eyes n smiles in e movies, u'll c wat i mean. den remember e guy who shot peter's uncle? not dead yet. escaped convict. yar. he's back as e &lt;strong&gt;sandman.&lt;/strong&gt; den dis black weed thingy made peter to be e worst of himself, hurting himself n so many others. new reporter who took over his place den becomes &lt;strong&gt;venom&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(wif so many villains, u wun get bored.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; mostly. dis movie plays wif emotions n filings. go watch. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;advise&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; thou. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bring a sweater to kip u warm in the movies. n sumtg to cuddle thruout.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for me, i brought my travel-&lt;strong&gt;tigger n irul&lt;/strong&gt;. so juz nice. b expecting sum hartaches watching e scenes n also &lt;em&gt;backaches from sitting too long.&lt;/em&gt; hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so aniwaes. monday morning at werk. i fil so sick..was vomitting since yesterday. duno y. everything dat went in came back out e same way. even drinking plain water is such chore. haix. my throat fils so acidic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going off for another invigilation soon. at 9am. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hopefully i can hold today out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/27271803-5275100517226374335?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/5275100517226374335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=5275100517226374335&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/5275100517226374335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/5275100517226374335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2007/05/latest-released-by-sony-ericsson.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rj5t5YznKYI/AAAAAAAAAT4/LAIXRdpMpEU/s72-c/spacer.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-1280284550265198682</id><published>2007-05-03T10:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T10:59:02.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>never knew invigilating was sooooooo boring. aiyoh... 1 hr of staring at e restless kids. cant stand it. niwaes. foun smtg 2 think about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN i RUN AWAY FROM U&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; follow me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN i POUT MY LIPS&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; kiss me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN i KICK&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; hug me tight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN i CALL U CRAZY&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; iM crazy about u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN i AM SILENT&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; iM thinking of how to say i lOVEyOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN i IGNORE YOU&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; i want all your attention&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN i PULL AWAY&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; grab me by the waist &amp; TELL me you'llnever let me go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN YOU SEE ME AT MY WORST&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; tell me iM beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN i SCREAM AT YOU&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; tell me YOU LOVe ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iF i DONT CALL YOU&gt;&gt;&gt; iM waiting by the phone for yourcall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHILE i HOLD YOUR HANDS&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; play with my fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lil smtg for e modern male chauvinists. heee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-1280284550265198682?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/1280284550265198682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=1280284550265198682&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/1280284550265198682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/1280284550265198682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2007/05/never-knew-invigilating-was-sooooooo.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-6042775772786230562</id><published>2007-05-02T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T16:38:12.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wrote a lil sumting while invigilating juz now...&lt;br /&gt;sumting dat came out without much thot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-dedicated to him-&lt;br /&gt;This is how our story ends&lt;br /&gt;Somehow not what we have planned&lt;br /&gt;Though it was not meant to be&lt;br /&gt;Memories of us still felt so real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was how the story began&lt;br /&gt;We never thought that it would end&lt;br /&gt;The night he took my breath away&lt;br /&gt;I really thought he was here to stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was how the story goes&lt;br /&gt;What we had; only Heaven knows&lt;br /&gt;We pledged to be each others’ last&lt;br /&gt;In this journey; in this life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was mine and I was his&lt;br /&gt;We really thought it was meant to be&lt;br /&gt;Every single day I loved him more&lt;br /&gt;And thought that love in his heart would grow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then fate had to play a trick on us&lt;br /&gt;A game it played from the past&lt;br /&gt;The she-devil came to play&lt;br /&gt;And led my love to astray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So one day he was untrue&lt;br /&gt;Broke my heart into 2&lt;br /&gt;He promised never to do it again&lt;br /&gt;Promised never to let me feel the pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They said to love was to sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;There were more tears than there were smiles&lt;br /&gt;All I wanted was him to love me;&lt;br /&gt;that I was his truly one and only&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my birthday he finally said,&lt;br /&gt;“Will u be mine for eternity?”&lt;br /&gt;No words could describe how I feel&lt;br /&gt;On that very night I turned 20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet fate wouldn’t let it rest&lt;br /&gt;Decided to give us another test&lt;br /&gt;Never thought I’d walk away&lt;br /&gt;Drowned in tears that very day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I would ask him&lt;br /&gt;“Was it not enough for u in me?”&lt;br /&gt;No more tears left to cry&lt;br /&gt;All I wanted was to die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So everynight I cried myself to sleep&lt;br /&gt;Wondering what went wrong in our relationship&lt;br /&gt;Why God wouldn’t let us be&lt;br /&gt;My heart was true, why cant he see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how the story ends&lt;br /&gt;Fate has it all out planned&lt;br /&gt;Never thought I had walked away&lt;br /&gt;My shattered heart cried its last that day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*disha*&lt;br /&gt;010104 - 290407&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i duno y. dun ask. it juz came out wen it had. n now im juz penning dis down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-6042775772786230562?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/6042775772786230562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=6042775772786230562&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/6042775772786230562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/6042775772786230562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2007/05/wrote-lil-sumting-while-invigilating.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-5892680325867891293</id><published>2007-04-29T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T10:51:52.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woooooooooooooooooooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally! his side came over juz now n called it &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;officially over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!! yippee!!! im so happy man!!!! finally! finally! &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;a finale!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;niwaes. me n irul got bk together. its dat lil' ting called luf. otherwise&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; stupidity&lt;/span&gt;. hekz. made him promise he'll never get involved wif his farking idiotic cuzzin najib n frenz nimore. no way. dey are nothing but trouble. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;no more k beby?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;short entry. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but worth every single word of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-5892680325867891293?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/5892680325867891293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=5892680325867891293&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/5892680325867891293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/5892680325867891293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2007/04/woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-6589351254043926224</id><published>2007-04-26T12:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T15:14:41.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had a nightmare yesterday. bout irul. bastard #2. in my nightmare, he was at the chalet &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;farking sum gal&lt;/span&gt; n forgotten all about me. in my drim i came down n forced dem to let me in but dey wun. i woke up drenched in sweat. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i tink its e fear of being left again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for another person. drims lyk dis are usually true for me. so wen i woke up i called lin again. n she told me dat yesh e bastard was der. stayed over for e nite. stayed for their party. which he promised he wun. so god noes wat happens at the party. n i dun wana noe. i'll juz take my drim as e truth, n it may seem unfair, but he was unfair to me by lying to me. so dats it. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;its over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;yesh. &lt;strong&gt;khairul anwar&lt;/strong&gt;. we're &lt;strong&gt;over n done&lt;/strong&gt; wif. i dun nid u in my life. get e fark out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its dat feeling. e feeling e other bastard gave me wen he wen missing on me. every single day i kept thinking wat i did wrong, n whether he was ok. every single day i was haunt by nightmares. now. no more. i wun allow dis to disrupt my life again. ever. maybe singlehood wuld b a much better choice but i'd be damned bored. so. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;applications are opened now.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;noe any good guys? pass dem to me k?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. school. everythings been fine all along. except i think e guy who did relief for me before i came, has a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;huge&lt;/span&gt; problem wif me. he's lyk not co-operative, refuses to gif my classes works n marks, n nw i haf to key in for their CA1 soon. n chivalry is&lt;em&gt; so dead&lt;/em&gt; wif him. once, i dropped a bunch of stuff about 2m away from him. he didnt even bother to come n help me even tho i was carrying huge boards. once i was done picking up, i looked up n saw him looking away n moving off. i mean, even if u didnt see me, u cn hear me! i was onli 2m away!!! such a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chauvinist pig.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; niwaes. but e kids here&lt;em&gt; love&lt;/em&gt; dis shorty. apparently i heard he brought dem out bowling n stuff. harh. bootlicker. well. well. well. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;mister&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; alvin gan. u will onli b a relier teacher here. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;juz&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; relief. hakz. bingit jek. everytime he walks past my desk im &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;wishing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; he wuld&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; trip n fell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;hehe.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-6589351254043926224?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/6589351254043926224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=6589351254043926224&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/6589351254043926224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/6589351254043926224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2007/04/had-nightmare-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-7094567849520518628</id><published>2007-04-25T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T20:16:15.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday my cuzzin from my dad's side msgd me syaing he saw dat bastard wif another gal at bedok, hugging n basically PDA. im so pissed. come on lah! get it over n done wif oreadi. he's tying me down yet potraying to the world wat a huge bastad he is. im so sick of people telling me all dis shit. mum insists on tkaing his side, saying dat irul is still in e wrong knowing dat im still somebody's tunang n blah blah blah. i tink she's still in denial lah. WTF. den she msgd dat bastard n told him my cuzzin saw him n he still haf e cheek to gif sum bullsgitting story saying dat he 'nids to see other people to forget me'. PAHETIC BASTARD. GET A LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;niwaes. dis &lt;strong&gt;irul another bastard&lt;/strong&gt;. playing MIA wif me today. im so siiiiiiiicccccckkkkkkk of guys oreadi!!!!! fucking bingit sakk. i noe he's at najib chalet n for sure sumthing happened yesterday nite coz i msgd najib n his galfren n neither responded me. so OBVIOUSLY. &lt;em&gt;fuck. fuck. FUCK. &lt;/em&gt;called his hp since morniing n now its been cut. BINGIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! wateva. im done wif him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peeps. i nid a new boifren. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HELP. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. today had a better day wif my form class. had a talk wif dem. asked dem wats e problem n stuff. i juz cant bring myself to punish dem even tho sum of dem were playing cards in my class. i mean, i gif u face, cant u even haf e decency to do my werk?!?! but. dey finally understood my rules n regulations n agreed to do my werk. finally. getting my way n giving dem wat dey want. i juz duno how to be strict wif dem. i mean. dey are still human rite? i noe how irritating it is wen a teacher juz comes in class n statrs screaming n everything. ure deemed to hate e teacher. i dun wana b hated. i'll be der for quite sumtym u noe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;im quite pissed to continue dis entry.&lt;/span&gt; nitez.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-7094567849520518628?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/7094567849520518628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=7094567849520518628&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/7094567849520518628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/7094567849520518628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2007/04/yesterday-my-cuzzin-from-my-dads-side.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-8871584518401489947</id><published>2007-04-18T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T13:46:09.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>juz returned from my co-form class. man. dey hurt me. dey are not even sympathetic. even wen i said i didnt want to co-form dem animore. even wen i said i didnt wana teach dem animore. n even wen i said i dun wana be a teacher animore. all dey siad was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'ok bye cher'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and dis is lyk one of e express classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had  a bz day today. went to relief sec 1 express class. smart kids. had dem do sum complicating mazes. dey had fun in a very quiet way. tee-hee. den followed my colleague to her science class with my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sec 1 technical students&lt;/span&gt; whom i now &lt;strong&gt;loved dearly.&lt;/strong&gt; dey are much more willing to listen and talk to me now. thou we're oni left wif 1 more lesson before dey hit e exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im reali, reali upset wif my co-form class. dis is not wat i expected from dem. e 1st 2-3 wks wif dem was way more better den dis. but now. dey are juz stepping on me. making me fil so worthless. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i so fil lyk crying now.&lt;/span&gt; i duno wat i did to make dem do dis to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;tell me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-8871584518401489947?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/8871584518401489947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=8871584518401489947&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/8871584518401489947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/8871584518401489947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2007/04/juz-returned-from-my-co-form-class.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-4157902887942878381</id><published>2007-04-17T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T22:12:49.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RiTTHCbCU5I/AAAAAAAAATY/MarnlAc3ZpQ/s1600-h/eagle1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054396799679353746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RiTTHCbCU5I/AAAAAAAAATY/MarnlAc3ZpQ/s320/eagle1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the grosteque part1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RiTTIybCU7I/AAAAAAAAATo/3VceJuO0l8I/s1600-h/eagle3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054396829744124850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RiTTIybCU7I/AAAAAAAAATo/3VceJuO0l8I/s320/eagle3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the grosteque part 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RiTTICbCU6I/AAAAAAAAATg/vHdRzYXa1Ug/s1600-h/eagle2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054396816859222946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RiTTICbCU6I/AAAAAAAAATg/vHdRzYXa1Ug/s320/eagle2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the grosteque part 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RiTTJCbCU8I/AAAAAAAAATw/ZjfhjF0HtIU/s1600-h/dd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054396834039092162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RiTTJCbCU8I/AAAAAAAAATw/ZjfhjF0HtIU/s320/dd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one wif e &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bastard&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'s name.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my arms after removal of bandage..2 wks more til e scabs fall off den we'll see hw much has been erased. &lt;strong&gt;can u imagine e pain im going thru while lasering it off?!?!&lt;/strong&gt; haixxx. wat to do. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gatal kan. amek ko.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; niwaes.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;enjoy.&lt;/span&gt; hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-4157902887942878381?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/4157902887942878381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=4157902887942878381&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/4157902887942878381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/4157902887942878381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-arms-after-removal-of-bandage.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RiTTHCbCU5I/AAAAAAAAATY/MarnlAc3ZpQ/s72-c/eagle1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-2562710926082266473</id><published>2007-04-16T07:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T08:17:15.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RiK-ACbCU1I/AAAAAAAAAS4/0Xp7RiWDY8Y/s1600-h/DSC00096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053810639722664786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RiK-ACbCU1I/AAAAAAAAAS4/0Xp7RiWDY8Y/s320/DSC00096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one wif sis n her bf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RiK-ASbCU2I/AAAAAAAAATA/uNZpVOsugMI/s1600-h/DSC00097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053810644017632098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RiK-ASbCU2I/AAAAAAAAATA/uNZpVOsugMI/s320/DSC00097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one after the haircut part 1. aka the one wif the faggort face. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RiK-AibCU3I/AAAAAAAAATI/dDXL0BRlDQs/s1600-h/DSC00098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053810648312599410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RiK-AibCU3I/AAAAAAAAATI/dDXL0BRlDQs/s320/DSC00098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one after the haircut part2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RiK-BCbCU4I/AAAAAAAAATQ/b0qxfmDmhng/s1600-h/DSC00100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053810656902534018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RiK-BCbCU4I/AAAAAAAAATQ/b0qxfmDmhng/s320/DSC00100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one wif the new haircut part 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another monday in school. as always, loadsa free tym today. oni relieving later @ 1055 onwards. den miting at Ang Mo Kio Sec regarding dis yr's O levels papers. haixx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;niwaes. yesterday had loadsa fun wif sis n her bf n hubby @ town. we were from her house den decided to go town watch movie, n as always sis shopped a bit. so me n hubby went to cut hair. short for us both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den we watched "smokin in the ashes". the one where alicia keys starred as an assassin. n is a horribly confusing movie. its about different groups of people (punks, ex-police and assasins) looking for dis mafia, whom own men are also after. but. the FBI were sent down to take him away or arrest him or smthg for their own use. so in the end loadsa killing. FBI got the mafia coz dey wanted his heart to save his 'oreadi so old' dying dad. it was a mistake made years ago by the FBI to haf shot the mafia's dad n fragment him into i dunno wat. so the last piece is juz e heart. so dis young FBI who risked his life for nothing and got his friend sacrificed locked himself into the wards of e father n son n pulled their lifelines. n surrended his FBI pledge. dats e end. wat i dun gt it why so many is after e mafia wen in e end dey had nothing to do wif it coz in e 1st place it was e FBI's who wanted his heart. haix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but thanx to yuz for the movie n tidbits n i promise it will b our turn next tym round. weird thing is dat it seems dat yuz n hubby seems to get along quite ok. i wuldnt say well yet but ok. at least dey talk n haf topics to share. n dats e 1st tym i see yuz behaving lyk a human being n being able to participate in dis kinda activities. in all it was a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mish ma sis oready. hmph.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-2562710926082266473?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/2562710926082266473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=2562710926082266473&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/2562710926082266473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/2562710926082266473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2007/04/one-wif-sis-n-her-bf.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RiK-ACbCU1I/AAAAAAAAAS4/0Xp7RiWDY8Y/s72-c/DSC00096.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-8406677325190179606</id><published>2007-04-15T09:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T09:12:42.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>found dis in an email. sumting interesting bout november babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------NOVEMBER BABY --------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Trustworthy and loyal. Very passionate and dangerous. Wild at times. Knows how to have fun.Sexy and mysterious. Everyone is drawn towardsyour inner and outer beauty and independentpersonality. Playful, but secretive. Very emotional and temperamental sometimes. Meets new people easily and very social in a group. Fearless andindependent. Can hold their own. Stands out in acrowd. Essentially very smart. Usually, thegreatest men are born in this month. If you ever begin a relationship with someone from this month, hold on to them because their one of a kind.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-8406677325190179606?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/8406677325190179606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=8406677325190179606&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/8406677325190179606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/8406677325190179606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2007/04/found-dis-in-email.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-3581061485918654360</id><published>2007-04-15T02:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T04:30:08.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RiEgKibCUvI/AAAAAAAAASI/W7hanpKjTxI/s1600-h/DSC00086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053355622297391858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RiEgKibCUvI/AAAAAAAAASI/W7hanpKjTxI/s320/DSC00086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didi's name erased....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RiEgKybCUwI/AAAAAAAAASQ/hAYh_7xLmDk/s1600-h/DSC00087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053355626592359170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RiEgKybCUwI/AAAAAAAAASQ/hAYh_7xLmDk/s320/DSC00087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my swooping eagle deleted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. pix of my bandaged hands. me nw at nico house, juz sitting ard talking to sis n irul. bandages cums out tomorrow. haix. gona go thru one more tym of peeling e gauze tomorrow, den putting the burnaid...2 wks more of itching and peeling of excess skin..will take pix once e gauze gets off..gross you guys out pulak..hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;niwaes. went shopping wip sis, yuz n hubby. bought myself n sis pants from hani brown. tomorrow going to cut hair wip hubby pulak. shuld get myself sumting to wear also. no more clothes to wear to school man. also nid new makeup. halamak. ni mcm gaji pon boleh habis seh. well at least paid off important things oreadi. gave mum n dad 200. paid off my bill. stil nid to save sum money for rainy days but stil got so many things to get. haiyoh. ni lah manusia. tk pernah cukup. hehe. wat to do. oni a trainee. reali hope im eligible for NIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daddy wants me to get a car. but den. how to survive seii? memang lah senang for me n everyone else so dat mum dun haf to send me to werk in e mornings n easier for me to go places. much much comfort too. been checking out the car cherry qq. but per mth is S$294. den petrol tkya kire ker?!? season parking lagi...haixx.....tgk lah mcm mane. den wana enrol bike. gona get down to it by next wk. no more delaying. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hubby been werking for 4 complete days oready! (actuali 3 half oni lah but stil.) hope dis tym he's for real n ease up my burden abit. lets pray for e best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hubby, hope u wun disappoint me dis tym. n stop irritating me. n finding fault wif me everyday. im oreadi being my veri best to be soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo setia to you but u kip on creating stories n hurting us. its getting old la dear. stop it k.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;lup u. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok. uploaded pix from sis n dad's bday..over a mth nyer seh!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RiE5ESbCUxI/AAAAAAAAASY/-F09ho8mkfc/s1600-h/DSC00070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053383002713903890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RiE5ESbCUxI/AAAAAAAAASY/-F09ho8mkfc/s320/DSC00070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the one dad's grumpy face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RiE5EibCUyI/AAAAAAAAASg/2QwvYCcZLd4/s1600-h/DSC00071.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053383007008871202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RiE5EibCUyI/AAAAAAAAASg/2QwvYCcZLd4/s320/DSC00071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the one wif mum and dad eating ice cream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RiE5EybCUzI/AAAAAAAAASo/qvYqcWVt0Ws/s1600-h/DSC00072.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053383011303838514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RiE5EybCUzI/AAAAAAAAASo/qvYqcWVt0Ws/s320/DSC00072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the one wif my lovely sis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RiE5FCbCU0I/AAAAAAAAASw/U2ROPm6ahaI/s1600-h/DSC00073.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053383015598805826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RiE5FCbCU0I/AAAAAAAAASw/U2ROPm6ahaI/s320/DSC00073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;the one wif e swenson's ice cream cone. yummy!&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/27271803-3581061485918654360?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/3581061485918654360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=3581061485918654360&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/3581061485918654360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/3581061485918654360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2007/04/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RiEgKibCUvI/AAAAAAAAASI/W7hanpKjTxI/s72-c/DSC00086.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-1958189017111774847</id><published>2007-04-13T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T20:48:51.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>juz came bk frm my 2nd laser treatment. hurts more den e 1st one! gosh. i ended up crying. malu sakk. so now every movement of mine is so e limited. da sakit2 gni pon org nk carik pasal. bingit sakk. dah lah. no mood to continue dis entry pon. gna take sm pix before every single ink is being erased. so-called &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'in loving memory'&lt;/span&gt; lah konon. hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-1958189017111774847?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/1958189017111774847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=1958189017111774847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/1958189017111774847'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally. today hubby went to werk. oh yar. bn sumtym since i updated bout my luf life. i told dd dat i noe n dat its tym he get lost from my life. he kept on crying n begging me n saying n telling me how he's changed n stuff but nope, i stood my ground. i finally made my choice. i noe dat he's not e one for me n finally Allah has proven to me. so dis wkend, his mum is to call my mum up n call everything off. finally! so me nw wip irul oni lah. me hubby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e both of us has made it so far nw n if anione's counting; its bn 8mths nw...4 more mths to a complete year! ders definitely more downs den ups in our relationship. and im still waiting for him to change himself. harapkan muker jek tk cukup ok?!? hehe. i noe he's gna read dat. i hope and pray dat Allah will finally settle me down wif him. no more changing around. too much trauma in my life. his family has been great. especially his aunts n uncles. ooh. n his cuzzin najib n galfren, lin, will b getting married dis year. 20.07.2007. best kan?!?! tapi hubby. kiter wait dulu jek k. asik gaduh jek kawin mampos nnt k. hekz. i reali hope dis tym round ure true to ur words about making dis chg in urself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k 5 more mins to class. gota get ready. update more later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(n yesh wanie. im trying to update every now n den. hehe.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-3296798338408990408?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/3296798338408990408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=3296798338408990408&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/3296798338408990408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/3296798338408990408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2007/04/sum-free-tym-in-school-before-i-nid-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-3227247654544590304</id><published>2007-04-04T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T13:53:31.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been 3 wks in sch now. yesh, still handling well. been the toughest 3 wks ive ever been thru as an art teacher thou. firstly, i was spotted for my dressing: too low-cut or too short or too 'one of them' as in not showing my authority which is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;kinda dumb&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. wat bout those other chinese teachers who wore sleeveless which sumtys &lt;strong&gt;portrayed&lt;/strong&gt; their colorful bra straps?! or those others wearing shirts which showed off their belly buttons?! &lt;em&gt;racist&lt;/em&gt; lah wat else. den i was spotted for my tongue stud WHICH i never wore in school. at 1st i kept forgetting to get it out weneva i get to sch in e mornings, but i always take it out before lesson starts. now i take it out BEFORE i reach school. den i was chided for being 'too firendly' to the kids, which was kinda stupid. haixx. den i was spotted for my lesson plan note book coz i kinda decorated wif my forte and trademark of bikini gals in maxim. i mean dats my personal stuff man! so i had to change my notebook and throw out e old one. my sec 1 technical kids are still up to mischieves but my rapport wif dem are much better now. i talked to some of the kids der and it turns out dat dey are quite ok. not e veri notorios bunch dat i made dem out to be. instead, in dis sch its those smarties in e express classes dat i resent. maybe becoz of e way i think dat teachers here juz dun get. i dun believe in express kids are e best or watsoeva. humanely, i tink technical n academic kids are way much more better den those stucked-up express kids. express kids dun listen to u. especially during art lessons. and here i am trying my best making e lessons as interetsing as i can but not appreciated. &lt;em&gt;attitudal irritating bunch of stuck up kids.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hakz. but in all. im stil holding on. wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;crossing my fingers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-3227247654544590304?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/3227247654544590304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=3227247654544590304&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/3227247654544590304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/3227247654544590304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2007/04/its-been-3-wks-in-sch-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-6634171355307239700</id><published>2007-03-23T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T22:57:58.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally sum tym to myslf to update ma blog. so far sch sux. yep. sec school kids sux. dey refuse to do art. complains all period round. and art onli starts after sch which is 2.30pm and ends at 5.30. so practically im &lt;em&gt;soooooooooooooooooooo&lt;/em&gt; free in e morning. haiix. cant sleep in sch so gotta pretend dat im bz wif nothing. all my shoes are not doing anything for my feet. by e end of e day, my feet aches lyk hell. if dey culd talk, dey wuld &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;scream.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; heehee. all my students are chinese coz i got hold of most express classes and graduating classes. thank god i haf some mandarin backgrd so no one can talk behind me. some kids are alright, while some are juz plain rebellious. i reali nid new tactics to get dem interested in art. haiix.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my desk is juz a big table shred by 6 other trainees. so desk is a big mess. e teachers kip giving me books, but dey nvr tell me how to actuali run e class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today had 1 technical class in sec 1. which was horrible. dey brought matches to school and lit it up during my lesson. dey were so hyperactive dat i culdnt make dem sit and do their work. haiix. i dread their class next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. my tattoos are recovering. and dey are fading. and itching lyk hell. so every single day is a scratching day for me thou ive bn warned by several people not to. hehe. hope it wuld stop itching soon so i can reali see e difference of it all. maybe i wuldnt nid 5 more. culd be less. &lt;span 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href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2007/03/finally-sum-tym-to-myslf-to-update-ma.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-7540662775738159278</id><published>2007-03-16T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T19:39:37.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gosh. its friday today. came and going soon. my sleeping hours are stil not stablized yet..dead lah. 2 more days to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yesterday. bought 3 more angelfishes to replace dad's dead ones. bought dem a home to play hide-and-seek to. haf yet to place it in coz e angelfishes are quite "fierce", as e fish-seller says. so waiting for irul to help me. will udate pix as soon as e house is placed in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;niwaes. started e day by waking up, bathing...etc.etc. den mum brought me to &lt;strong&gt;dr.sidek's clinic&lt;/strong&gt; for removal of my tattoos. yep. i took e 1st step of removing e tattoos on both my arms today, and &lt;em&gt;whoooooooo-booooooooiiiiiiiii...&lt;/em&gt;it hurts a whole damn lot!!! dey are still stinging me as im typing dis, so dis entry gona be quite short. well. yar. so dats about it. i haf about another 5-6 more to go. damn. im dreading to tink about e other tattos on my body. &lt;em&gt;uuurrrgghh.&lt;/em&gt; wen i did e ones on my arms, it didnt hurt at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i refuse to imagine e pain i will feel wen i remove e otha tattoos on my otha parts of my body..god. help me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-451459835645334000</id><published>2007-03-13T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T22:46:20.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>irul juz left for home after we redecorated my fish tank. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(thank u dear.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; god. its been awhile since i wana go and do juz dat. so juz now in e noon, we went out. bought some sand and leaves for e tank. and i bought another 10 small neon fishes. hehe. i promise: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;no more unknown chemicals&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; so my end result.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RfZyk50EakI/AAAAAAAAAQU/uPwVeC7dTyQ/s1600-h/DSC00050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041342811207920194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RfZyk50EakI/AAAAAAAAAQU/uPwVeC7dTyQ/s320/DSC00050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the one wif e only survivor of e angelfish clan.&lt;br /&gt;aka the one with the new-look fish tank.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RfZyl50EamI/AAAAAAAAAQk/g7n_2F2jPaA/s1600-h/DSC00053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041342828387789410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RfZyl50EamI/AAAAAAAAAQk/g7n_2F2jPaA/s320/DSC00053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the one wif e new leaves deco.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RfZylp0EalI/AAAAAAAAAQc/tOnaw16rHKk/s1600-h/DSC00052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041342824092822098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RfZylp0EalI/AAAAAAAAAQc/tOnaw16rHKk/s320/DSC00052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the one wif e neon fishes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RfZymZ0EanI/AAAAAAAAAQs/OBvONZ1MNj0/s1600-h/DSC00054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041342836977724018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RfZymZ0EanI/AAAAAAAAAQs/OBvONZ1MNj0/s320/DSC00054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the one wif all e big fishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041342841272691330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RfZymp0EaoI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/NtM7fvCWyJU/s320/DSC00055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the one with the humongous suckerfish.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;proud.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; finally. some changes to e tank so dat e fishes can swim around and play. wanted to get a few more stuff as well but am financially strapped. e next most important thing on e list is to get a new filter. nicer looking and smaller so dat it doesnt hog e whole of e opening of e tank. n get corals for dem to play hide and seek. tee-hee. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(even tho i tink its gona b abit cramped, but oh well. its worth trying.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and of cos to get more fishes. get dem more friends to play wif. hope it doesnt get too overcrowded. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok on to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;serious&lt;/span&gt; stuff.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den. on last sat evening. i found out smting by sumone i known as a fren from e past. more to say he was once dd's fren. he told me stuff dat maybe was meant to be a secret or wateva. or maybe was never to beknown to any others 'cept those who haf known.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes. on &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;09.09.06&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, apparently dd was engaged to effa, e gal whom he left me for. i heard rumours bout it but never taken it seriously. but it happened. i even got a confirmation from effa herself. and being dd, he also hasnt broken off e engagement properly. dey broke up in october. but not officially. knowing both his parents wun help him on dis, he seeked help from his neighbours as his &lt;em&gt;wakil&lt;/em&gt;. he even made up stories bout me to her family, saying dat his family doesnt like me n such, so as to convince dem dat we're reali over. idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e ting is, we believed dat he was under her spell, so i duno if dis was under e influenced of it or not. but one ting's for sure, i never am gona believe another word dat comes out of his mouth. enuf of him making me play e fool. dis has gone far too much for me to handle. to get her pregnant and an abortion before was bad enuf, but to haf all dis prove infront of my eyes is worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i talked to effa into giving me her engagement pix as prove of e event dat has taken place. to anybody, it culd be effa getting engaged to anyone else coz e guy wasnt der. but i noe it was him. der were his racing team friends der. n thou ive never seen dis neighbour of his, but wateva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet e onli ting dat reali convinced me dat its him was e cubic picture frame used to hold e &lt;em&gt;hantaran money.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bcoz he used e same for mine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RfaCPZ0EauI/AAAAAAAAARk/FVy3kcWjsio/s1600-h/DSC00045+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041360034026777314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RfaCPZ0EauI/AAAAAAAAARk/FVy3kcWjsio/s320/DSC00045+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RfaCP50EawI/AAAAAAAAAR0/QxFW38G9nWM/s1600-h/me+nana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041360042616711938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RfaCP50EawI/AAAAAAAAAR0/QxFW38G9nWM/s320/me+nana.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dats hers n mine on different dates but same frame, same amount.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RfaCPp0EavI/AAAAAAAAARs/vuR_Ua1feiY/s1600-h/hs+money.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041360038321744626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RfaCPp0EavI/AAAAAAAAARs/vuR_Ua1feiY/s320/hs+money.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dis was mine on 1st jan 06.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RfZ8Dp0EarI/AAAAAAAAARM/uhld-6FlWwc/s1600-h/DSC00047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041353235093547698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RfZ8Dp0EarI/AAAAAAAAARM/uhld-6FlWwc/s320/DSC00047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the neighbour who supposedly took care of him wen he was little.&lt;br /&gt;bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RfZ8DZ0EaqI/AAAAAAAAARE/kd6tzgNlriw/s1600-h/DSC00046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041353230798580386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RfZ8DZ0EaqI/AAAAAAAAARE/kd6tzgNlriw/s320/DSC00046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the wakil n family.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RfZ8D50EasI/AAAAAAAAARU/N0jJwhfYMtI/s1600-h/DSC00057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041353239388515010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RfZ8D50EasI/AAAAAAAAARU/N0jJwhfYMtI/s320/DSC00057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the invited. c e gal in white n e guy next to e rite?&lt;br /&gt;yar. both from attitude racing team.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RfZ8EJ0EatI/AAAAAAAAARc/mKEbobNb_rQ/s1600-h/DSC00058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041353243683482322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RfZ8EJ0EatI/AAAAAAAAARc/mKEbobNb_rQ/s320/DSC00058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the peepz and wakil coming over to e gals house wif e hantarans.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RfaEaZ0EaxI/AAAAAAAAAR8/76tsubH5dmQ/s1600-h/DSC00061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041362422028593938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RfaEaZ0EaxI/AAAAAAAAAR8/76tsubH5dmQ/s320/DSC00061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;finally e hantarans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thot i was strong enuf to handle dis. wen i heard it from dem, i culd still swallow it all. but after looking at dis pix, and mine, it juz hurts so much. from e veri core of my hart. i culd fill my old wounds becoming undone and pain shoots thru me lyk anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it kills me dat after only being wif her for 4 short months, dey got engaged. it hurts me dat she's worth as much as me. its sickening dat i dun even noe it had happened. its disappointing to noe dat he turned out to be such a huge &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bastard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all dis while, him talking bout patching up, crying his eyes out, but yet...&lt;br /&gt;i used to say "u onli gt engaged once", but in his case? its 2 in a year. im juz so farking disappointed wif him. reali. reali.&lt;br /&gt;now, im juz waiting for e rite mo 2 break dis 2 my parents and make him leave me. dis is definitely not my prob animore. dis is far too much for me to handle. nothing culd justify wat he did. if he culd b engaged to 2 gals at 1 tym, marrying 4 wun b much of a prob rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dats it. no more am i letting him step on me. he's carrying dis far too much now. hopefully dis tym round, Allah wil help me in getting me out of dis farked-up relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ya Allah, please let me be strong in dis phase, n in handling all barriers dat you haf set for me. amin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-451459835645334000?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/451459835645334000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=451459835645334000&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-828274575198983750</id><published>2007-03-12T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T20:57:56.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok. a wk more 1 go. excited. nervous. all in one. ok. &lt;em&gt;stay calm.&lt;/em&gt; mum refuses to send me to school or lend me e car coz i start way earlier den her n she's &lt;strong&gt;forcing&lt;/strong&gt; me to take e public transport. uurrrggghhh. buses are damn cold in e morning. hate it. now clothes is another problem. i dun haf anything 2 wear to school!!! well. maybe i do for e 1st week, but e week after dat? n e next? god. its hard work coordinating clothes. if i'd known i'd become a teacher 1 day i wuldnt haf had all dis body art on me. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(im not regretting anything. im juz&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;saying.)&lt;/em&gt; haix. maybe i'll start thinking bout all dis on wed, and ders shoes to think about. god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;help me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-828274575198983750?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/828274575198983750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=828274575198983750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/828274575198983750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/828274575198983750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2007/03/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-5149698960404991216</id><published>2007-03-09T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T17:32:30.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>did meaningful stuff yesterday. woke up early. vacuumed house n rooms. changed bedsheets and living room cushions. rearranged dining table n sofa. cleaned e fish tank. wif e help of irul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u wuld tink e fishes wuld be hepi to be in a clean environment, clean water everything. but instead, one by one decided to leave me!!! ade kepatut?!? 1st, e &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;20 neon fishes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. and den e &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;baby sucker fish.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; den today 2 of daddy's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;angelfish&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; left. aiyoh. duno how to be grateful la dis fishes. ok i admit. a teeny wee bit of my fault coz i mixed in chemicals to e clean water, but it stated der &lt;em&gt;"TO CURE FISHES OF......"&lt;/em&gt;..so i thot y not?!? how am i to noe dat dis wuld happen to dem?? dad is sooooooooooooo going to kill me. so basically, my fish tank is now quite empty, left wif only 3 discus n 1 angelfish; filter pump; n sm stones. so e super botak.  thot of buying sum more juz now in e afternoon but got tired and sleepy. furthermore irul also hegey2 so naik malas lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;takpe. bsk go out wip mum n dad den ask dem get proper deco for e fish tank and more fishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hopefully, e discuses wun die.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-5149698960404991216?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/5149698960404991216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=5149698960404991216&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/5149698960404991216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/5149698960404991216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2007/03/did-meaningful-stuff-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-1713266775516023195</id><published>2007-03-08T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T22:53:06.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>eversince i got accepted into the diploma in art education program by NIE, my parents haf been nothing but a nag. i noe i look nothing lyk a teacher but culd u at least pretend to be hepi for me?!? aiyoh. wen i got e letter, mum was lyk, &lt;em&gt;"ah ok."&lt;/em&gt; dad absolutely said nothing. e F more worse, &lt;em&gt;"ok lor go try it out."&lt;/em&gt; hell-o!! its a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;biga deal&lt;/span&gt; for me aites??!? e oni people so enthusiastic for me were &lt;strong&gt;irul, najib, lin n nana&lt;/strong&gt;. irul was e craziest, as always. n i noe he is genuinely hepi for me. &lt;em&gt;*thank u*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today e mail came in n i found out were i got posted to. nan chiau high sch. again. mom; no reaction. irul, "i noe dat place! loadsa chinese, few malays...etc,etc!!"same goes for nana. haiyoh. other people is so hepi for me yet mom n dad sees me invisible. even if dey r proud me, dey aint veri gd at showing it. i tink. takperlah. da biaser pon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ok. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;10 more days&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to school. muz be boring. mostly chinese. i bet most are girls. ok lah. at least i cant use my profound vocab of vulgarity in malay. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now. e F took leave tomorrow, asking me to go on a holiday wif him. he's gone missing since last thurs, and suddenly he expects me to be ready to go? so typically him. told him to get permission from my mum. i tink mum said no. niwaes, not impt. dun tink i can go also. as if mum wuld let me be alone wif him in a foreign country. kee-hee-hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now in dis 10 days i gotta rearrange my sleeping habits so dat im good and ready on 19th. im so excited n yet so e super nervous at the same tym. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;takper la. asalkan gaji masuk ok lah tu. bingit jek kering slalu. hekz.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-1713266775516023195?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/1713266775516023195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=1713266775516023195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/1713266775516023195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/1713266775516023195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2007/03/eversince-i-got-e-acceptance-into.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-6996000072525063536</id><published>2007-03-05T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T19:26:51.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so irul's sis is safely married now. pix galore now.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RevrSvX8J3I/AAAAAAAAAOM/nJo2uBDwx9E/s1600-h/DSC00074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038379315331082098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RevrSvX8J3I/AAAAAAAAAOM/nJo2uBDwx9E/s320/DSC00074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the one wif the deco in e bride's rm.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Revq5PX8JyI/AAAAAAAAANk/awxuHex3vmc/s1600-h/DSC00066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038378877244417826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Revq5PX8JyI/AAAAAAAAANk/awxuHex3vmc/s320/DSC00066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RevrSfX8J2I/AAAAAAAAAOE/S6tob5Gcl60/s1600-h/DSC00073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038379311036114786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RevrSfX8J2I/AAAAAAAAAOE/S6tob5Gcl60/s320/DSC00073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Revq5vX8J0I/AAAAAAAAAN0/ZDOHh1pS_Eo/s1600-h/DSC00070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038378885834352450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Revq5vX8J0I/AAAAAAAAAN0/ZDOHh1pS_Eo/s320/DSC00070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Revq5_X8J1I/AAAAAAAAAN8/WkTddr5mVRA/s1600-h/DSC00072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038378890129319762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Revq5_X8J1I/AAAAAAAAAN8/WkTddr5mVRA/s320/DSC00072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Revq4_X8JxI/AAAAAAAAANc/wy4Vt8nxaWE/s1600-h/DSC00065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038378872949450514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Revq4_X8JxI/AAAAAAAAANc/wy4Vt8nxaWE/s320/DSC00065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Revq5fX8JzI/AAAAAAAAANs/CePP00RFPoE/s1600-h/DSC00068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038378881539385138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Revq5fX8JzI/AAAAAAAAANs/CePP00RFPoE/s320/DSC00068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rev6C_X8KEI/AAAAAAAAAP0/oRM046D8k4I/s1600-h/DSC00022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038395537422559298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rev6C_X8KEI/AAAAAAAAAP0/oRM046D8k4I/s320/DSC00022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the one wif e milk-time bridesmaid.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rev3zfX8J4I/AAAAAAAAAOU/aSPaDrIn3To/s1600-h/DSC00011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038393072111331202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rev3zfX8J4I/AAAAAAAAAOU/aSPaDrIn3To/s320/DSC00011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the one wif e smallest couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rev6CvX8KDI/AAAAAAAAAPs/Nryu5tuoRqo/s1600-h/DSC00021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038395533127591986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rev6CvX8KDI/AAAAAAAAAPs/Nryu5tuoRqo/s320/DSC00021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the one wif the phototaking.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rev46vX8J9I/AAAAAAAAAO8/2Stbc-6vWA4/s1600-h/DSC00013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038394296177010642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rev46vX8J9I/AAAAAAAAAO8/2Stbc-6vWA4/s320/DSC00013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rev47PX8J_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/aF3OEIYGSuU/s1600-h/DSC00015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038394304766945266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rev47PX8J_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/aF3OEIYGSuU/s320/DSC00015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rev47vX8KAI/AAAAAAAAAPU/-0LGxecqHYg/s1600-h/DSC00018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038394313356879874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rev47vX8KAI/AAAAAAAAAPU/-0LGxecqHYg/s320/DSC00018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rev47_X8KBI/AAAAAAAAAPc/S-laxOs95CQ/s1600-h/DSC00019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038394317651847186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rev47_X8KBI/AAAAAAAAAPc/S-laxOs95CQ/s320/DSC00019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;the one wif the face.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;den comes us....eksen married lah pulak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rev6DfX8KFI/AAAAAAAAAP8/f-Vb0yl4hNE/s1600-h/DSC00005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038395546012493906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rev6DfX8KFI/AAAAAAAAAP8/f-Vb0yl4hNE/s320/DSC00005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rev6DvX8KGI/AAAAAAAAAQE/Sgtti-GLqL4/s1600-h/DSC00006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038395550307461218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rev6DvX8KGI/AAAAAAAAAQE/Sgtti-GLqL4/s320/DSC00006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rev6RfX8KHI/AAAAAAAAAQM/FVRy9dUZY2M/s1600-h/DSC00010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038395786530662514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rev6RfX8KHI/AAAAAAAAAQM/FVRy9dUZY2M/s320/DSC00010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.so dats it for e weekend...&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/27271803-6996000072525063536?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/6996000072525063536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=6996000072525063536&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/6996000072525063536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/6996000072525063536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2007/03/so-iruls-sis-is-safely-married-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RevrSvX8J3I/AAAAAAAAAOM/nJo2uBDwx9E/s72-c/DSC00074.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-2365237651392417713</id><published>2007-03-01T10:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T10:26:41.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its early thurs morning n im up, blogging. its been quite sumtyms since i slept alone, considering e fact dat ive bn hiding irul in ma bedroom for e past 2-3 days. hehe. maybe e fact his warmth is not tucking me to bed rite now also adds to e fact dat i cant go back to sleep. yesh. i mish having sumone snuggle me to sleep. e F is so out of it now coz now i reali noe dat we dun fit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wana change ma blogskin later. getting bored wif dis oreadi. yesh. ive got too much tym to waste now. hehe. ok, ok. countdown timer says &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;17 more days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!!! im so excited. but i aint got clothes to wear. haix. will think bout dat next week i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive became a reruns-of-tv-sitcom-friends addict now. been downloading e shows to fill up my spare tym. i hate watching e last episode coz it makes me cry thou its wonderful dat rachel n ross got back together. watching e earlier episodes of fun n wacky-ness of wach character makes u wonder why dey even gota end e show. well. despite e fact dat each one is getting on years. e set has been around for 10 good years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its wonderful and marvellous how their friendship grows and grows..thruout. i used to haf a group of frenz lyk dat. me. irul. nana. khairil. lynn. najib. see? enuf of us to be a character of friends. but till 2day ive yet managed to see who's who. but dat didnt matter anymore. coz we're now living in our own world. we're left wif pairs now. if onli. if onli i could be in a frindship group lyk dat...&lt;em&gt;i wonder.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-2365237651392417713?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/2365237651392417713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=2365237651392417713&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/2365237651392417713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/2365237651392417713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2007/03/its-early-thurs-morning-n-im-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-8345768606318150553</id><published>2007-03-01T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T02:15:15.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/ReXBKkdzPmI/AAAAAAAAANQ/nAFwqUMTKmw/s1600-h/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036644145615289954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/ReXBKkdzPmI/AAAAAAAAANQ/nAFwqUMTKmw/s320/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;looks yummy hurh?!? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hekz. had dinner at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sakura dwntwn east&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; wif mum n her colleagues. costed about 30 bux each person. but. woah. worth it man. shulda go check it out peepz. but meanwhile. enjoy dis yummy-licious pixs. hehe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;den. while browsing thru ma dahlinks, im beginning to mish ma lil peeps of nafa. ders crazy gegerl. wacky wanie n gang. 1 day i'll grow old n who noes who still remembers who. its weird how u guys once walked in my life yet it all now seems so far away. n not forgetting wanie's cuzzin, tik, whom ive known practically thru my puberty years. i wonder wat e hell am i doing wif ma life!! is it me forgetting dem or juz dat ive become a touch n go in their lives? e onli fren dat i seem to haf lifelong is nana, who currently is so busy snogging khairil, seems to haf forgotten me. (hehe!) i mean. everyone is busy wif their own lives rite? but it juz seems weird dat once upon a tym we see each other almost every single day and now its juz a hi n bye?? e onli ones whom i see hangs ard me now is irul. irul. and irul. even i seldom see kenit animore!!!gosh. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i nid a new life. a revamp on my fren list. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;do u wana b my lifelong fren, i wonder?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-8345768606318150553?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/8345768606318150553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=8345768606318150553&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-6520517015315199486</id><published>2007-02-20T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T12:41:40.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rd298BGPjlI/AAAAAAAAALw/x1eNa2wr3yw/s1600-h/DSC00041+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034388797254504018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rd298BGPjlI/AAAAAAAAALw/x1eNa2wr3yw/s200/DSC00041+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one at the east coast burger king part1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rd298xGPjmI/AAAAAAAAAL4/zk3_x--wRXI/s1600-h/DSC00042+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034388810139405922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rd298xGPjmI/AAAAAAAAAL4/zk3_x--wRXI/s200/DSC00042+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one at the east coast burger king part2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rd3AdxGPjqI/AAAAAAAAAMY/ZPB1IYwuYGg/s1600-h/DSC00047+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034391576098344610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rd3AdxGPjqI/AAAAAAAAAMY/ZPB1IYwuYGg/s200/DSC00047+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one wif the reds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rd3AeRGPjrI/AAAAAAAAAMg/z-TF1SZ5j1E/s1600-h/DSC00048+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034391584688279218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rd3AeRGPjrI/AAAAAAAAAMg/z-TF1SZ5j1E/s200/DSC00048+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one wif the greens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rd3AexGPjsI/AAAAAAAAAMo/0WVW01B4VQQ/s1600-h/DSC00049+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034391593278213826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rd3AexGPjsI/AAAAAAAAAMo/0WVW01B4VQQ/s200/DSC00049+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one wif the whites&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rd299BGPjnI/AAAAAAAAAMA/NQqFzq1mrzo/s1600-h/DSC00044+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034388814434373234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rd299BGPjnI/AAAAAAAAAMA/NQqFzq1mrzo/s200/DSC00044+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one wif adek lynn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rd299RGPjoI/AAAAAAAAAMI/oEw8c_iF6E0/s1600-h/DSC00045+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034388818729340546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rd299RGPjoI/AAAAAAAAAMI/oEw8c_iF6E0/s200/DSC00045+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one wif the monkey face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rd299xGPjpI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/HuGtq-CHP88/s1600-h/DSC00046+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034388827319275154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rd299xGPjpI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/HuGtq-CHP88/s200/DSC00046+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one wif the cuzzies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heii. drove down to town. went to e cineleisure wif dem yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;caught e midnight show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rdq3jhGPjkI/AAAAAAAAALE/mGktMsWwXco/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033537354347810370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rdq3jhGPjkI/AAAAAAAAALE/mGktMsWwXco/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite good. anyone thingking bout going should go. niwaes e fun part is wer e 7 of us gt together for an outing lyk dis. it seldoms happens coz their parents dun lyk dem going out wif me.dis has been much fun n we'll do it again sumtym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irul also came down to watch e movie wif us, which he forgot 2 leave his farking attitude home. so yar. we ended up fighting infront of my cuzzies. dey used to lyk him but now im not so sure. well. i noe i dun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/Rdq3jBGPjhI/AAAAAAAAAKs/f2C66PmHT5w/s1600-h/DSC00047.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-6520517015315199486?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/6520517015315199486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=6520517015315199486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-2991798444581132093</id><published>2007-02-16T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T21:02:27.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its friday nite. here i am at home wif simply nothing to do 'cept watching my lappy watching me. haix. e F asked me out later to go to his fren's bdae party. dun wana go. crappy idiot. on vday, we continued our outing at nte to watch a movie. whilst eating, his ex galfren text him, while i happened to hold his phone. gods' will. she happened to reply to his vday msg. aaawwww. isnt dat marvellous. here i am in front of him, listening to his cries and pleads to get back together n yet behind me he's still dat same old idiot. a leopard will never chg its spot ey? he's been crying an awful lot after we got back together. crocs tears. now i realize hw irritating i was wen i did it 2 yrs back. tee-hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now he's trying to persuade me to go out wif him, but den again if i juz follow e flow, wun i b e one losing out in e end? wuldnt i b e one who got hurt while trying to spare his feelings? wat bout mine?? so punishment: wun c him for a week. n i bet u he wuld haf sumone new to replace me by den. haiixx. llife is already so hard. why let people lyk dis make it even more difficult??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;movie review. went to watch &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'Juz follow law'&lt;/span&gt;, a film directed by Jack Neo. Ok lah, spore style jokes here n der. its about an executive, Fann Wong n technician, Gurmit Singh, whose souls were switched in a car accident. so all hell break loose wen dey tried to live in each other's bodies. dis film is produced to show sporeans dat der r tyms wen u nid to break e law to survive.&lt;br /&gt;but den again, which sporean reali, reali, reali followed e law?? ders juz 2 many 2 follow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally off my 1-yr probation. no more p plate for me!! hahakz. still havent had e chance to drive wo e p plate yet, but hopefully will do soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my countdown timer says ders 31 more days of sitting at home doing nothing 'cept sleep before i enrol into my sch. thank god. im bored stiff at home wif nothing to do n no income to spend. hopefully e days will&lt;em&gt; zoom&lt;/em&gt; by.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-2991798444581132093?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/2991798444581132093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=2991798444581132093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/2991798444581132093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/2991798444581132093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2007/02/its-friday-nite.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-6133214807333077873</id><published>2007-02-14T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T21:58:42.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hepi valentines' day my beautiful bloggers!!!&lt;br /&gt;hope u all had a wonderful day today, well-spent wip ur loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;my day started out wif accompanying F to e hospy for his physiotheraphy, den followed by a fight outside e hospy towards tampines mall. den we had lunch at genki sushi, wer he insisted on spoiling my day. den after which he sent me home to continue e silly lil arguement. aiyoh. den met e BF at west plaza, teman him eat his dinner. den we srgued abit bout me gg out wif e F and not being able to spend special moments wif him. haiix... who wuld haf thot having 2 wuld be so much troublesome??? niwaes. hope ur vday was much better den mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-6133214807333077873?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/6133214807333077873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=6133214807333077873&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/6133214807333077873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/6133214807333077873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2007/02/hepi-valentines-day-my-beautiful.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-8573209032206338720</id><published>2007-02-08T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T08:51:58.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my youngest aunt called me yesterday to gossip bout her niece who is my cuzzin, who got married lyk 2 yrs ago, i tink. her marriage was kinda lyk spur of e moment coz no one knw she was even dating. so yar. she got maried. n gez wat? she's onli my sis age which is 20 dis yr. so e interesting part bout dis whole scam is dat while e news of her marriage broke out, we also learnt she suddenly had a lil bro. hakz. ironic rite. i noe. so den n der we decided to kip shut bout it even thou suspicions rose amongst e relatives coz e 'lil bro' looked exactly lyk her husband! to which her mum replied dat while she was carrying him in e tummy, she was always mad at my cuzzins boifren for god-noes-wat reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yar my cuzzin's married now but has yet to live with her lawfully-wedded husband. n my yougest aunt being e makcik kpo she is went to snoop around for dis lil boy's particulars n found out dat my cuzzin was actuali e birth mother! its not dat we duno or anyting but we juz nided a confirmation rite? so yar. we found out at least n we're wondering how long more can e boy call his mum "big sis" n his granny "mum". wat sum people do to save their arses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n e stupidiest thing is i did ask my cuzzin on e day she got married, y e sudden rush? to which e mum replied dey didnt want to invite more maksiat which is kinda stupid coz my cuzzin aint even staying wif e hubby!! nak tipu ngan si penipu, mcm mane nak lepas?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not dat im joycing over dis, but since uve done it n am trying to correct it, y let e poor boy suffer n be confused all his life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonder how long more can dey kip dis up. i pit my uncle who's been like a bull pulled by e nose, juz following wateva his wife says. dumb man. muz be e one wearing e skirt in e fam. haixx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;niwaes did sumthing nice for daddy today.  lent him 1 of e many helmets lying around in my bedroom for him to wear to go to work in e morning. being e artist he is, his old one has been redecorated by his stickers of dunno wat. veri abstract. veri noticable. but has no visor. so, me being e onli daughter left in dis house, lent him mine. which is appropriately black and has a visor. left him a note on e table e nite before telling him to wear it n take safety precautions. and im filing on cloud 9 dat he did. we seldom talk n mit at home, so lil' gestures counts ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still stuck at home waiting for schedule from LABW. im left wif a month before i get posted to my sec sch. cant wait to teach again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of all e dreams and ambitions i had, being a teacher was never one of dem. but im glad dat i actuali am given dis chance, despite me being me and e notorious outlook i haf. praying hard god wun take e onli thing dat seems to go rite in my life away from me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-8573209032206338720?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/8573209032206338720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=8573209032206338720&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/8573209032206338720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/8573209032206338720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-youngest-aunt-called-me-yesterday-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-4900825680751693823</id><published>2007-01-31T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T01:10:50.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its 1.03am, start of a wednesday morning. here i am blogging, waiting for e BF to come n sleepover. (mind u, BF n FIANCEE are 2 DIFF people. hekz.) niwaes. he's been sleeping over since sun so im getting used to his warmth by my side every nite. im confused. very. i duno who to pick now. juz a week ago i let go of both of dem, yet now im back to square 1 which suxd so much. haixx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cooked a dish today for dinner. udang lemak chili padi. too spicy for dad's throat. hehe. poor BF helped me to clean e hse but didnt get 2 taste my cooking. but nemind. ders still sum leftovers in e kitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still bored sitting at home, waiting for schedule to come out from LABW. dey had been quiet for january, so hopefully der r classes for me in feb, will be starting to teach in a secondary school soon in march. hopefully, nothing cocks up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e FIANCEE has been talking bout marriage plans wif me. getting a house (we're getting a condo!) n stuff. if i agree, we'll be married in november. even to dis point im still confused. i duno if dis is e step i shuld take. but den again since im so unsure, i shuldnt b going thru it at all rite? haixx. e F juz wuldnt take it dat i wana leave him, dis relationship. but juz thinking of how good life wuld be juz makes me wana stay on. i noe, im materialistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun wana break e BF's hart too. more den anything, e BF is always on my mind wenever im out wif e F. its hard. i duno which is e rite path 2 choose. happiness or stability?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-4900825680751693823?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/4900825680751693823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=4900825680751693823&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link 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/&gt;haixx...her house is so e gerek..&lt;br /&gt;been chillin' n swimmin for e past 2 days ive been der..&lt;br /&gt;been trying to persuade mom to sell dis house n move into a condo&lt;br /&gt;but she wuldnt budge..haix..boriing...&lt;br /&gt;1 day i will make her move der..hehe&lt;br /&gt;niwaes..&lt;br /&gt;dd bought me a new hp last week-k800i..shiok dok&lt;br /&gt;funny..its so ex yet he still got if for me..&lt;br /&gt;haix at tyms i reali am confused..i tink he's doing dis to rekindled dis relationship..&lt;br /&gt;im in a mess..i reali duno how to handle all dis..&lt;br /&gt;if onli he hadnt cheated on me, den i wuldnt haf left my cosy corner n our dreams to be together till e end..&lt;br /&gt;if onli he hadnt had e hart to do dis to me..&lt;br /&gt;i wuldnt be e way i am now..&lt;br /&gt;help!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-5406863587140141819?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-205484552469162237</id><published>2007-01-20T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T00:16:03.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;3 YEARS AGO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What grade were you in?&lt;br /&gt;-1st year in nafa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did you go to school?&lt;br /&gt;-nanyang academy of fine arts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did you work?&lt;br /&gt;-used to be tampines mall pizza hut....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did u lived?&lt;br /&gt;-pasir ris...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How was your hair style?&lt;br /&gt;-long and always straight....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you wear braces?:&lt;br /&gt;-no.never...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was your celebrity crush?&lt;br /&gt;-hhmmm....ntah eh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many piercings did you have?&lt;br /&gt;-7...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what was your biggest fear?&lt;br /&gt;-being hurt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had you smoked a cigarette yet?&lt;br /&gt;-yep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had you gotten drunk/high yet?:&lt;br /&gt;-always...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had you been to a party yet?&lt;br /&gt;-yep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had your heart broken?&lt;br /&gt;-yep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had broken someones heart?&lt;br /&gt;-yep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;NOW&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how old are you?&lt;br /&gt;-21...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you go to school?&lt;br /&gt;-im a teacher now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you work?&lt;br /&gt;-lil art bug workshop...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you live?&lt;br /&gt;-pasir ris...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is your hair style?&lt;br /&gt;-short now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have braces?&lt;br /&gt;-no.never...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wear glasses?&lt;br /&gt;-no...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still talk to any of your old friends?&lt;br /&gt;-sum....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many piercings did you have?&lt;br /&gt;-9...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many tattoos?&lt;br /&gt;-6...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;biggest fear?&lt;br /&gt;-still getting my hart broken...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you smoked a cigarette yet?&lt;br /&gt;-of coz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you gotten drunk or high?&lt;br /&gt;-always....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you been to a party?&lt;br /&gt;-not yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has your heart been broken?&lt;br /&gt;-yep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you broken someones heart?&lt;br /&gt;-yep...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-205484552469162237?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/205484552469162237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=205484552469162237&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/205484552469162237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/205484552469162237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2007/01/3-years-ago-what-grade-were-you-in-1st.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-8006618576797550820</id><published>2007-01-14T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T19:11:49.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pix from new year. without dis peepz of mine,&lt;br /&gt;e start of new year wuld haf sux'd so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaoKNd18XtI/AAAAAAAAAF8/M0kFa5zFvdo/s1600-h/DSC00166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019835961123299026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaoKNd18XtI/AAAAAAAAAF8/M0kFa5zFvdo/s200/DSC00166.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my get-up for new year...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaoI9t18XpI/AAAAAAAAAFc/rr9Ueh73UG8/s1600-h/DSC00009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019834591028731538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaoI9t18XpI/AAAAAAAAAFc/rr9Ueh73UG8/s200/DSC00009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;me n nana at rouge...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaoLo918X1I/AAAAAAAAAG8/cxC-uKdRFUQ/s1600-h/Kishy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019837533081329490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaoLo918X1I/AAAAAAAAAG8/cxC-uKdRFUQ/s200/Kishy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;kissed by him...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaoLpN18X3I/AAAAAAAAAHM/jghsMNx-LL4/s1600-h/Sakong+couple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019837537376296818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaoLpN18X3I/AAAAAAAAAHM/jghsMNx-LL4/s200/Sakong+couple.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lynNajib in white..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaoK-d18XzI/AAAAAAAAAGs/mHX0fi3AWLE/s1600-h/iruLsha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019836802936889138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaoK-d18XzI/AAAAAAAAAGs/mHX0fi3AWLE/s200/iruLsha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;irulsha..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaoLo918X2I/AAAAAAAAAHE/RuwRZ6mFLLg/s1600-h/LynNajib+in+white.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019837533081329506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaoLo918X2I/AAAAAAAAAHE/RuwRZ6mFLLg/s200/LynNajib+in+white.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ders always a couple who wuld fite..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaoI9d18XoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/EEbpEOHKdsA/s1600-h/Bujang+lapok.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019834586733764226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaoI9d18XoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/EEbpEOHKdsA/s200/Bujang+lapok.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;e 3 bujang lapokzzz...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaoI9d18XnI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gr3DL3Q2lv8/s1600-h/1hart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019834586733764210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaoI9d18XnI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gr3DL3Q2lv8/s200/1hart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;juz e 4 of us...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaoI9N18XmI/AAAAAAAAAFE/vYeqtcnyCKs/s1600-h/1family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019834582438796898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaoI9N18XmI/AAAAAAAAAFE/vYeqtcnyCKs/s200/1family.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;still e 4 of us...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaoK9918XwI/AAAAAAAAAGU/C1mxl-FCyjQ/s1600-h/DSC00183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019836794346954498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaoK9918XwI/AAAAAAAAAGU/C1mxl-FCyjQ/s200/DSC00183.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;eating at geylang...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaoK-N18XxI/AAAAAAAAAGc/mfyxjnd-2vE/s1600-h/DSC00184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019836798641921810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaoK-N18XxI/AAAAAAAAAGc/mfyxjnd-2vE/s200/DSC00184.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tangkap hensem...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaoK-N18XyI/AAAAAAAAAGk/ZFl7y5UdIj0/s1600-h/DSC00186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019836798641921826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaoK-N18XyI/AAAAAAAAAGk/ZFl7y5UdIj0/s200/DSC00186.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cam whores...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaoKNN18XrI/AAAAAAAAAFs/NORAX_ctJEQ/s1600-h/DSC00115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019835956828331698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaoKNN18XrI/AAAAAAAAAFs/NORAX_ctJEQ/s200/DSC00115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nga makan pon leh posing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaoKNd18XsI/AAAAAAAAAF0/lxOQKou6MyU/s1600-h/DSC00116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019835961123299010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaoKNd18XsI/AAAAAAAAAF0/lxOQKou6MyU/s200/DSC00116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;da kenyang arh aru posing...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaoKNt18XuI/AAAAAAAAAGE/IIRW22eejdw/s1600-h/DSC00180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019835965418266338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaoKNt18XuI/AAAAAAAAAGE/IIRW22eejdw/s200/DSC00180.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaoI9t18XqI/AAAAAAAAAFk/OOnWrYH9TPA/s1600-h/DSC00113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019834591028731554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaoI9t18XqI/AAAAAAAAAFk/OOnWrYH9TPA/s200/DSC00113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;new year, new couple..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaoHf918XiI/AAAAAAAAAEk/te90_mRpHC0/s1600-h/DSC00114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019832980415995426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaoHf918XiI/AAAAAAAAAEk/te90_mRpHC0/s200/DSC00114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;her sweetest sin...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaoKNt18XvI/AAAAAAAAAGM/8IsRH-bjjHM/s1600-h/DSC00182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019835965418266354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaoKNt18XvI/AAAAAAAAAGM/8IsRH-bjjHM/s200/DSC00182.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wats wif e face?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaoHf918XjI/AAAAAAAAAEs/TRO_He-dkGU/s1600-h/DSC00115.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n yesh even tho it marks a year of my engagement to hadidi faizal, yet again he broke my hart n left me to celebrate e stroke of midnight on my own. therefore, if it wasnt for me peepz, dis new year wuld haf suxd so much. thanx guys. hartx y'all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaoHgN18XkI/AAAAAAAAAE0/xGwIJUVZP0Q/s1600-h/DSC00116.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-8006618576797550820?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/8006618576797550820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=8006618576797550820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/8006618576797550820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/8006618576797550820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2007/01/pix-from-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaoKNd18XtI/AAAAAAAAAF8/M0kFa5zFvdo/s72-c/DSC00166.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-9116993458817092930</id><published>2007-01-14T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T01:25:47.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1st survey of e year. been a long tym since i last did dis...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. When you looked at yourself in the mirror today, what was the first thing you thought?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;wen r all dis scars leaving me?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How much cash do you have on you?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;not much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What's a word that rhymes with "DOOR?"&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Favorite planet?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Who is the 4th person on your missed called list?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;dat wuld b kenit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What is your favorite ring on yourphone&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;real love remixed by me baybie anwar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What shirt are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;not wearing shirt, juz ma red bra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you "label" yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;frozen tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Name the brand of your shoes you're currently wearing?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;i dun wear shoes. i wear slippes from heatwave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Bright or Dark Room?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;bright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What do you think about the person who took this survey before you?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;sad to say i duno her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What did you ate 10 minutes ago?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;nothing. juz drank soya bean milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What were you doing at midnight last night?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;talking to baybie anwar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What did your last text message you received on your cell say?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;"let me noe lah" from ain who wants to borrow my lappy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Where is your nearest 7-11?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;west plaza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What's a word that you say a lot?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;cibei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Who was the last person who said i love you to you?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;baybie anwar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What was the last furry thing you touch&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;my tavelling tigger bear. cant leave home without him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. How long since u had drugs?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;i wun b stupiid enuf to answer dis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. How many rolls of film do you need to be developed?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;oy. we use digi cam now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Favorite age you have been so far?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;none actuali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your worst enemy?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;bitches who cnt find their own man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What is your current desktop picture?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;my transformed eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What was the last thing you said to someone?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;ok bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What's happening exactly the week after this?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;not sure yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What's the last thing you've drawn on paper?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;aint doing any drawings yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Do you have xanga or livejournal?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;nahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What states have you been to?in america?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;never been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Would you move to any of those?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;if its safe enuf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Last time you saw an attractiveperson of the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;im surrounded by dem. hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-9116993458817092930?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/9116993458817092930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=9116993458817092930&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/9116993458817092930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/9116993458817092930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2007/01/1st-survey-of-e-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-1091017503248012339</id><published>2007-01-09T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T17:37:32.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>slept over sis place last sat....took pix of her home at hillview heights. power dok. biler lah aku nk dpt laki kaya mcm dia???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaM_r-WNJVI/AAAAAAAAABg/0IpyNiAJdpY/s1600-h/DSC00188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017924434523923794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaM_r-WNJVI/AAAAAAAAABg/0IpyNiAJdpY/s200/DSC00188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;from e entrance...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaNAdOWNJWI/AAAAAAAAABo/6ZCF66GcszE/s1600-h/DSC00190.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017925280632481122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaNAdOWNJWI/AAAAAAAAABo/6ZCF66GcszE/s200/DSC00190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;study table...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaNCc-WNJiI/AAAAAAAAADI/U-PVBvfFDfI/s1600-h/DSC00187.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017927475360769570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaNCc-WNJiI/AAAAAAAAADI/U-PVBvfFDfI/s200/DSC00187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sis doing werk..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaNAoOWNJXI/AAAAAAAAABw/9-C9n94yNP4/s1600-h/DSC00191.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017925469611042162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaNAoOWNJXI/AAAAAAAAABw/9-C9n94yNP4/s200/DSC00191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;living room...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaNBUeWNJYI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MqRHgReB8Tc/s1600-h/DSC00189.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017926229820253570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaNBUeWNJYI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MqRHgReB8Tc/s200/DSC00189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dining room...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaNBUeWNJZI/AAAAAAAAACA/GOeHyB9t5jw/s1600-h/DSC00192.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017926229820253586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaNBUeWNJZI/AAAAAAAAACA/GOeHyB9t5jw/s200/DSC00192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;part of e kitchen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaNBUuWNJaI/AAAAAAAAACI/n6TPQPLW1wA/s1600-h/DSC00200.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017926234115220898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaNBUuWNJaI/AAAAAAAAACI/n6TPQPLW1wA/s200/DSC00200.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;main toilet...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaNBU-WNJcI/AAAAAAAAACY/YtMtTImreV0/s1600-h/DSC00198.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017926238410188226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaNBU-WNJcI/AAAAAAAAACY/YtMtTImreV0/s200/DSC00198.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;e toilet...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaNBUuWNJbI/AAAAAAAAACQ/VBdxfZ8osXg/s1600-h/DSC00199.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017926234115220914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaNBUuWNJbI/AAAAAAAAACQ/VBdxfZ8osXg/s200/DSC00199.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;toilet bowl...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaNCCOWNJfI/AAAAAAAAACw/kNYy2EVYVCE/s1600-h/DSC00193.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017927015799268850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaNCCOWNJfI/AAAAAAAAACw/kNYy2EVYVCE/s200/DSC00193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;guest bedroom..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaNCB-WNJdI/AAAAAAAAACg/XfigcMPnKOc/s1600-h/DSC00196.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017927011504301522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaNCB-WNJdI/AAAAAAAAACg/XfigcMPnKOc/s200/DSC00196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sis's walk in wardrobe...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaNCCOWNJeI/AAAAAAAAACo/Ce9tGVLl-Y4/s1600-h/DSC00195.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017927015799268834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaNCCOWNJeI/AAAAAAAAACo/Ce9tGVLl-Y4/s200/DSC00195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sis bedroom...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaNCCeWNJgI/AAAAAAAAAC4/xPfJVjuwzCE/s1600-h/DSC00194.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017927020094236162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaNCCeWNJgI/AAAAAAAAAC4/xPfJVjuwzCE/s200/DSC00194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sis bed..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaNCc-WNJjI/AAAAAAAAADQ/TlRpcIAMjbU/s1600-h/DSC00197.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017927475360769586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaNCc-WNJjI/AAAAAAAAADQ/TlRpcIAMjbU/s200/DSC00197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sis toilet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;best kan umah dia???&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-1091017503248012339?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/1091017503248012339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=1091017503248012339&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/1091017503248012339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/1091017503248012339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2007/01/slept-over-sis-place-last-sat.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_SK5roLbfyuA/RaM_r-WNJVI/AAAAAAAAABg/0IpyNiAJdpY/s72-c/DSC00188.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-405317075924838943</id><published>2006-12-31T10:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T10:56:09.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is e last day of 2006..and yesh people slamat hari raya haji 2u guys 2...&lt;br /&gt;niwaes. new year. hmph. duno wer, wif who, wat wuld i b doing to celebrate dis new beginning. i hope it wuld b sumtg new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. sumtg good oreadi happened. gez wat? i got accepted into NIE's dip in art education!!! im now an untrained teacher, starting in march. goodness. i cant wait. dis is lyk a miracle, a drim come true. and as ive promised, i will now officially quit my nite job. (coz dats wat i promised Allah if i get thru e interviews!!!) now i haf to be on my best behaviour as im on contract for about 1-1 1/2 yr before they'll decide to bond me wif NIE for 3yrs and make me a full-pledged teacher. wooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck guys. [winkz :P]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-405317075924838943?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/405317075924838943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=405317075924838943&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/405317075924838943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/405317075924838943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2006/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27271803.post-2688079976746960860</id><published>2006-12-22T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T16:57:30.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok. new day. new thots. ive decided to leave both of dem. its easier on me. so guys, yesh im single n available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly. i mite be going for an op end of dis year due to tabular mass cyst shadowing my womb. no wonder pregnancy is such a hard thing for me. hehe. went for an ultrasound yesterday n dat goddamn ting is happily resting der n growing lyk a kid. hekz. next week is another appt wif e doc n we'll see wen im scheduled for e op. let's hope not on new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n yesh. xmas is ard e weekend n we're forced to werk on sunday too. extended til 4 am. haix. tapi takpe. juz means xtra income for e holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gona get a new organiser too for next year. hope its not as shity as 2006.&lt;br /&gt;ciaoz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27271803-2688079976746960860?l=furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/feeds/2688079976746960860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27271803&amp;postID=2688079976746960860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/2688079976746960860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27271803/posts/default/2688079976746960860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://furozen-tearusu.blogspot.com/2006/12/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Frozen.Tears</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01438498118446142090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/20
