<?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-9764309</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:20:33.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[ TAUFIK ]</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' 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everything I have, the good, the bad.&lt;br /&gt;Why do you put me on a pedestal,&lt;br /&gt;I'm so up high that I can't see the ground below,&lt;br /&gt;So help me down you've got it wrong, I don't belong there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing is clear,&lt;br /&gt;I wear a halo,&lt;br /&gt;I wear a halo when you look at me,&lt;br /&gt;But standing from here, you wouldn't say so&lt;br /&gt;you wouldn't say so, if you were me&lt;br /&gt;And I, I just wanna love you,&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh I, I just wanna love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I always said that I would make mistakes,&lt;br /&gt;I'm only human, and that's my saving grace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I fall as hard as I try&lt;br /&gt;So don't be blinded&lt;br /&gt;See me as I really am, I have flaws and sometimes I even sin,&lt;br /&gt;so pull me from that pedestal,&lt;br /&gt;I don't belong there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing is clear,&lt;br /&gt;I wear a halo,&lt;br /&gt;I wear a halo when you look at me,&lt;br /&gt;But standing from here, you wouldn't say so&lt;br /&gt;you wouldn't say so, if you were me&lt;br /&gt;And I, I just wanna love you,&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh I, I just wanna love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why you think that you know me&lt;br /&gt;But In your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I am something above you&lt;br /&gt;It's only in your mind&lt;br /&gt;Only in your mind&lt;br /&gt;I wear a&lt;br /&gt;I wear a&lt;br /&gt;I wear a Halo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing is clear,&lt;br /&gt;I wear a halo,&lt;br /&gt;I wear a halo when you look at me,&lt;br /&gt;But standing from here, you wouldn't say so&lt;br /&gt;you wouldn't say so, if you were me&lt;br /&gt;And I, I just wanna love you,&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh I, I just wanna love you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-114044120650017116?l=ilovefique.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-9764309.post-114043582421393729</id><published>2006-02-20T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:14.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bah. i feel so monotonous emotionless and whateverless. life is so routine. hate it hate it hate it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-114043582421393729?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/114043582421393729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=114043582421393729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;Full blooded friends, don't break your promise.&lt;br /&gt;You don't Have to be blood to be family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up to all the town.&lt;br /&gt;Its way to late but were still down.&lt;br /&gt;Its way to late but were still down.&lt;br /&gt;Dance with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be the sound of children&lt;br /&gt;Shouting that we're always asking for.&lt;br /&gt;We play for keeps in this game of loss.&lt;br /&gt;We love to laugh and laugh and love.&lt;br /&gt;We dance to show them what kings and queens are made of.&lt;br /&gt;Sing every love with no regrets.&lt;br /&gt;There's not time that could be better spent.&lt;br /&gt;We thought this out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly we're just too modest&lt;br /&gt;Full blooded friends, don't break your promise.&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to be blood to me family.&lt;br /&gt;Wake up to all the town.&lt;br /&gt;It's way to late but were still down.&lt;br /&gt;It's way to late but were still down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't we all just sing along?&lt;br /&gt;Why can't we all just sing along?&lt;br /&gt;Why can't we all just sing along?&lt;br /&gt;Why can't we?&lt;br /&gt;Why can't we?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-114035718429363659?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/114035718429363659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=114035718429363659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/114035718429363659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/114035718429363659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2006/02/3.html' title='&lt;3!'/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-114023801730724447</id><published>2006-02-18T12:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:14.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's sad how escaping reality can be so easy yet so hard</title><content type='html'>i went to sch today hoping that sch burnt down last nite then i'll go there and there is nothing but empty space so there wont be sch for many many days then all the horribe things would be non-existant &amp; everything wld be gonee :) aww i wish i wish i wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg im damn sleepehhh. sleepeh sleepeh sleepeh. im falling asleep. until i heard LUQQIE! :) yay i like luqqie! so hot :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god i want to go home &amp; sleep la &amp;amp; maybe watch cute stuff on tv. nyehdenyeh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-114023801730724447?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/114023801730724447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=114023801730724447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/114023801730724447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/114023801730724447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2006/02/its-sad-how-escaping-reality-can-be-so.html' title='it&apos;s sad how escaping reality can be so easy yet so hard'/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-114009904624794597</id><published>2006-02-16T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:14.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm only human&amp; that's my saving grace</title><content type='html'>i hate this kinda lazy mood where i feel so bloody lazy to do everything except fun stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; theres sch tmr. uhh of course theres sch tmr! but its not sch sch and i feel bloody lazy to go for un-sch sch stuff. i want to stay at home and be a muggerr :) bahhh i need intensive mugging sessions or something but i never seem to have the time. i just rmbed oso that this weekend is gone. urgh even weekends are beginning to suck. pffftiee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im having this kinda weird syndrome, like very weird. something like pms but its not. you know like when i get bloody irritated when THE FAN IS ON. i cant stand it doesnt person (haha) feel cold too?! pfft. we should have lessons in separate cubicles where some can have things as cold as they want. whatever man. pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tell you. some people are really irritating! maybe bcos they are damn smart and everything such that they even forgot what they act like (?) but whateverr. ohh pfft! theres super alot of things to do. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;im starting to feel the negativity bout ekspresi :( but its the first time so i cant expect like, excellence or something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bah i feel so bah-ish lah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-114009904624794597?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' 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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-9764309.post-113991091155798887</id><published>2006-02-14T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:14.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chadia!</title><content type='html'>yayy! happy valentines day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 249px; HEIGHT: 168px" height="715" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v95/garethified/collage.jpg" width="1024" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWWWWWWWW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-113991091155798887?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/113991091155798887/comments/default' title='Post 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I feel like strangling people! I don't know who, but obviously some very irritating ones. Assholic assholes! Fine its such a small thing but it makes me so pissed I don't know why :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-113949566568052275?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/113949566568052275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=113949566568052275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/113949566568052275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/113949566568052275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2006/02/im-fuckin-pissed.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-113923015663398709</id><published>2006-02-06T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:13.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Urgh! Fuck pms. Like every single weeny thing angers me. Something as little as someone’s voice! Haha but I can’t help being pissed at her voice it makes me sooooooooooooo annoyed. I hate February. It’s like the most boring month with no holidays. BAHHH sucks sucks sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m getting so sick of my layout haha. So I probably won’t be blogging until my new layout is done :) this was typed in word by the way. So boliao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-113923015663398709?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/113923015663398709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=113923015663398709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/113923015663398709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/113923015663398709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2006/02/urgh-fuck-pms.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-113842778136917779</id><published>2006-01-28T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:13.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i finally learnt how to scan neoprints properly! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha its so prettily scanned that i dedicated a blog to it :) hehehehhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://-labellavista.blogspot.com"&gt;THE NEOBLOG :)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-113842778136917779?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/113842778136917779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=113842778136917779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/113842778136917779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/113842778136917779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-finally-learnt-how-to-scan-neoprints.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-113836477825497445</id><published>2006-01-27T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:13.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHINE! and whine and whine and whine :(</title><content type='html'>urghhhhh&lt;br /&gt;fuck it!&lt;br /&gt;he gave me the wrong cable&lt;br /&gt;AGAIN&lt;br /&gt;whats with these people?!&lt;br /&gt;dont they know what they're selling?&lt;br /&gt;pfft pfft PFFFFFTTTT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hrmph im so pissed with my phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and the accessories related to my phone&lt;br /&gt;and the people selling the accessories related to my phone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like buying a new one :)&lt;br /&gt;7360 is $68. with $100 trade in&lt;br /&gt;thats SO much cheaper than when i bought my phone lah&lt;br /&gt;pfft. patience pays :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway celebs were so boringggg&lt;br /&gt;went to queensway to that stupid STUPID shop which i never want to see again&lt;br /&gt;that beng was wearing blue contacts&lt;br /&gt;urgh! what a beng&lt;br /&gt;he was flirting with this uglehhhh woman&lt;br /&gt;so freaking ugly &amp; he was talking in this GROSS GROSS voice&lt;br /&gt;with that GROSS GROSS smile&lt;br /&gt;&amp; so i had to stand there &amp; wait for him to finish flirting&lt;br /&gt;and watch him go, &lt;em&gt;uhhhh 7270 no more lehhhhhh..!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bah.&lt;br /&gt;and the whole place was filled with bengs&lt;br /&gt;and it was only 11.30 :(&lt;br /&gt;i hate queensway!&lt;br /&gt;i never never NEVER want to go to that place again&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bah i feel so put off by that place&lt;br /&gt;i dont feel like blogging bout the rest of the day&lt;br /&gt;cos the rest of the day was spent sitting down and whining about my phoneeee :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-113836477825497445?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/113836477825497445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=113836477825497445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/113836477825497445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/113836477825497445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2006/01/whine-and-whine-and-whine-and-whine.html' title='WHINE! and whine and whine and whine :('/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-113810190800952187</id><published>2006-01-24T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:13.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>strays don't sleep</title><content type='html'>i need my tranquilizers&lt;br /&gt;&amp; some painkillers, too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-113810190800952187?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/113810190800952187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=113810190800952187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/113810190800952187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/113810190800952187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2006/01/strays-dont-sleep.html' title='strays don&apos;t sleep'/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-113801422451097548</id><published>2006-01-23T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:13.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in a safe place</title><content type='html'>the pain in my knee has spread to my thigh! god. now walking to my room is such a drag. how am i supposed to climb 4 storeys of steps everyday? someone lend me an airplane to get me up there ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like crap lah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant even articulate how i feel. i mean i thot sec4 year is gona be alot of fun. at least thats how i intended it to be. but now its such a draaaaaaaggg. godd. makes you think, things get less fun as you get older. rmb sec1 where there was nothing to do? no responsibilities? just play &amp; have fun. if you mess things up then fine no big deal. but now every mistake matters &amp; theres constant pressure to be THIS person. things are always pulling me down. its jus that right now, more things are pulling me down than ever before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay maybe these feelings are withdrawal symptoms from not getting bsb tix or induced by the friggin pain in my knee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-113801422451097548?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/113801422451097548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=113801422451097548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/113801422451097548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/113801422451097548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2006/01/in-safe-place.html' title='in a safe place'/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-113785548315064550</id><published>2006-01-21T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:13.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>god im so annoyed&lt;br /&gt;fucking guy tricked me into buying the wrong phone cable&lt;br /&gt;rahhhhh fuck ittt ): ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-113785548315064550?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/113785548315064550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=113785548315064550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/113785548315064550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/113785548315064550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2006/01/god-im-so-annoyed-fucking-guy-tricked.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-113781847488022860</id><published>2006-01-21T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:13.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm under that nighti'm under those same stars</title><content type='html'>oooh so spastic. this is the first stay home saturday of the year! thanks to my sister who broke her leg &amp; me not going for house prac (im so SURE i wld be even lazier next week). oookay. still saturdays are not weekdays &amp;amp; im free from the stresses of the week so YAY! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bahh. things im wishing for:&lt;br /&gt;1. for my mum to get me bsb tix! ): ):&lt;br /&gt;2. for malay village to collapse and be ruined!&lt;br /&gt;3. for ARESSSSSSS! im dying without the musiccc.&lt;br /&gt;4. for PHOTOSHOPP! where the hell is the cddddd.&lt;br /&gt;5. for the FRANCE TRIP! if only 3000 bucks wld fall on my lap right now :/ or maybe i have a super rich ancestor who left me some money! erhh. ):&lt;br /&gt;6. for the TIOMAN TRIP minus the jungle. i jus want the corals and sea things (:&lt;br /&gt;7. for my phone usb cable. pfft.&lt;br /&gt;8. for a cameraaaaaaaa!&lt;br /&gt;9. for a longggggggg nice holiday to somewhere far! (&amp; its only the start of the year -_-)&lt;br /&gt;10. for the new OTH soundtrack ):&lt;br /&gt;11. for the OTH dvddddddd!&lt;br /&gt;12. for shopping vouchers :D&lt;br /&gt;13. for 435943085 days of the weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh okay i think 13 is quite enough.. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-113781847488022860?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/113781847488022860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=113781847488022860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/113781847488022860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/113781847488022860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2006/01/im-under-that-nightim-under-those-same.html' title='i&apos;m under that night&lt;br&gt;i&apos;m under those same stars'/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-113767206635498577</id><published>2006-01-19T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:13.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>don't confess - tegan &amp; sara</title><content type='html'>i know im disgustingly boring but i have nothing to blog about except this nicey song that is stuck in my head :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Don't think I'll confess&lt;br /&gt;Why would I confess, that I&lt;br /&gt;Don't think I'll deny&lt;br /&gt;Why would I deny, that I&lt;br /&gt;And don't be so hard on yourself&lt;br /&gt;You won't get better till you'll get worse&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you, send a little smile my way&lt;br /&gt;And don't be so hard on yourself&lt;br /&gt;You won't get better till you'll get worse&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you, send a little love my way&lt;br /&gt;And every second I spend waiting&lt;br /&gt;Drive me closer to this grave&lt;br /&gt;I'm not alone, no I'm just on my own&lt;br /&gt;And I, it's a little cold outside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't think I'll escape&lt;br /&gt;Why would I escape you&lt;br /&gt;And don't think I'll replace&lt;br /&gt;How could I replace you&lt;br /&gt;And don't be so hard on yourself&lt;br /&gt;You won't get better till you'll get worse&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you, send a little smile my way&lt;br /&gt;And don't be so hard on yourself&lt;br /&gt;You won't get better till you'll get worse&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you send a little love my way&lt;br /&gt;And every second I spend waiting&lt;br /&gt;Drive me closer to this grave&lt;br /&gt;I'm not alone, no I'm just on my own&lt;br /&gt;And I, it's a little cold outside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so don't be so hard on yourself&lt;br /&gt;You won't get better till you'll get worse&lt;br /&gt;oh, send your love my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-113767206635498577?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/113767206635498577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=113767206635498577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/113767206635498577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/113767206635498577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2006/01/dont-confess-tegan-sara.html' title='don&apos;t confess - tegan &amp; sara'/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-113721735527879748</id><published>2006-01-14T13:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:13.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when i'm gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And when I'm gone, just carry on, don't mourn&lt;br /&gt;Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice&lt;br /&gt;Just know that I'm looking down on you smiling&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't feel a thing, so baby don't feel my pain&lt;br /&gt;Just smile back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh no the angst is getting to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-113721735527879748?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/113721735527879748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=113721735527879748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/113721735527879748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/113721735527879748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2006/01/when-im-gone.html' title='when i&apos;m gone'/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-113663929593519397</id><published>2006-01-07T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:13.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i don't think things were ever meant to be right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-113663929593519397?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/113663929593519397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=113663929593519397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/113663929593519397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/113663929593519397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-dont-think-things-were-ever-meant-to.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-113594924218572641</id><published>2005-12-30T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:13.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>they aint bringin us down</title><content type='html'>yawn im so bored &amp; tired &amp;amp; totally refusing to finish my chem ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so bored im reading bout bigfoot &amp; quija boards &amp;amp; deja vu &amp; astral projection. i think those stuff are COOL. esp astral projection. its like how you make your unconcious mind travel to this astral plane where you can choose to go anywhere, meet anyone (even the dead), go to places other than earth, etc etc! when you're sleeping lah of course. but how to?? i mean when im slping i dream of stupid things like almost falling of buildings &amp;amp; stuff. not fun stuff! nyeh. i really must learn how to do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bah i just want my photoshop &amp;amp; ares lah. nyehhhhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-113594924218572641?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/113594924218572641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=113594924218572641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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internetless laptop for the sake of nice, completed work ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the minds so preoccupied. im worrying about random things ESP year 06 (the thing that im most looking fwd to) my money )))))): and yah. random things. but anyhow. its xmas! that means tons of teevee to watch :D hopefully nickelodeon doesnt disappear again like ydae cus i want i want i want i want i want to watch drake and josh! woohoo :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;money is an ass. jus realised that this year i used up every tiny drop of $$ in my atm. in the beginning of the year there was 1000++. and now theres nothing! )))): so miserable. i deserve to not have money for 34823948723 because of how assfully well i use money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY YAY half of my heart is happy cos of small little happifying things (ie teevee ie laguna beach ie drake&amp;josh ie zack&amp;amp;cody!) and the other half is miserable and worried and.. the usual. yeahh okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-113549629858168713?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/113549629858168713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=113549629858168713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/113549629858168713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/113549629858168713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/12/bittersweet.html' title='bittersweet'/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-113540530370115890</id><published>2005-12-24T14:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:13.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mcr!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;headfirst for halos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well let's go back to the middle of the day that starts it all&lt;br /&gt;I can't begin to let you know just what I'm feeling&lt;br /&gt;And now the red ones make me fly&lt;br /&gt;And the blue ones help me fall&lt;br /&gt;And I think I'll blow my brains against the ceiling&lt;br /&gt;And as the fragments of my skull begin to fall&lt;br /&gt;Fall on your tongue like pixie dust just think happy thoughts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we'll fly home&lt;br /&gt;We'll fly home&lt;br /&gt;You and I&lt;br /&gt;We'll fly home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well now I'm back in the middle of the day that starts it all.&lt;br /&gt;I can't begin to let you know just what I'm feeling.&lt;br /&gt;And now these red ones make me fly,&lt;br /&gt;And the blue ones help me fall.&lt;br /&gt;And I think I'll blow my brains against the ceiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we'll fly home,&lt;br /&gt;You and I,&lt;br /&gt;We'll fly home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now honestly that's what I said to her, what I said to her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think happy thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Think ha... wooo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-113540530370115890?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/113540530370115890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=113540530370115890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/113540530370115890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/113540530370115890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/12/mcr.html' title='mcr!'/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-113522806922766798</id><published>2005-12-22T12:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:13.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I FEEL MISERABLEEE. nyehhh! schh's starting SO SOON. to me, its starting next week cus theres this and that and this and that and ughhh.  yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i rmbed that we are spposed to revise this chem thingy. chem scares me to the bones! so does everything else in sch. and then i rmbed that cherng ginn says he is most prolly gona teach sec 4 maths. HORROR! im gona hate maths for one more year?! bahh the miseryy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okk. so much for being positive bout the new year :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, melaka was fun. theres this new place where they have fake stuff everywhere. and the fake looks real. ahh! so hot. but then there are also scary chikopeks who are really old and ugly! and they scare me cus they are really really chikopek who noe nothing but to scare little girls :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nyehhh. misery's still there ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-113522806922766798?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/113522806922766798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=113522806922766798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/113522806922766798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/113522806922766798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-feel-miserableee.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-113421051468834646</id><published>2005-12-10T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:12.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahahaha. i feel so entertained everytime i go to friendster :D haahhaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-113421051468834646?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/113421051468834646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=113421051468834646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/113421051468834646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/113421051468834646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/12/hahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-113420930288369790</id><published>2005-12-10T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:12.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i don't know you,but i still want to</title><content type='html'>ughh. it jus hit me how 2006 is gona be a sucky sucky year! i can taste the suckiness already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not having a maid is the happiest thing that ever happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. theres MORE SPACE. more fun. more privacy. and less pple in the already smalll house. plus housework is fun. reallyy! haha. scrubbing toilets is super fun. its so like cinderella. woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, its taufiks bdae. happy bdae! whoopeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andd. i bought new specs! since my specs broke and distorted for the millionth time. but then its not purple and i really wanted purple but hrmft whatever lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wana go jb and buy cds and dvds and vcds. urghhh. i want to go there like right nowwwwww.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-113420930288369790?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/113420930288369790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=113420930288369790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/113420930288369790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/113420930288369790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-dont-know-youbut-i-still-want-to.html' title='i don&apos;t know you,&lt;br&gt;but i still want to'/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-113394925049991749</id><published>2005-12-07T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:12.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ughhhhhh</title><content type='html'>im so fucking pissed with my maid. i wish she was here so i can like smack her stupid little face.  jus realised that she hid a whole bunch of my clothes which she discoloured. includes this one which cost 40 over bucks. plus my pe tshirts. what fucking right does she have to hide my clothes away like that???! and she almost threw away one of my shirts. like it cost her fucking money to buy it. fuck her stupid ass ok. im happy i finally found my shirts but im NOT happy they are all discoloured and spoilt and the fact that she can happily hide it away to escape from being scolded for her mistakes. shes fucking evil and rude and i hope she will have all the bad luck in her stupid life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-113394925049991749?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/113394925049991749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=113394925049991749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/113394925049991749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/113394925049991749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/12/ughhhhhh.html' title='ughhhhhh'/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-113366804811134961</id><published>2005-12-04T11:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:12.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>perfect as i'm never gonna be</title><content type='html'>a mighty quick update!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. my stupid hand hurts from bowling. why am i so un-strong?! hee. still,  i can bowl like a pro! ha ha ha ):&lt;br /&gt;2. my maids going home today. THANK GOD. im so sick of the crap she keeps doing.&lt;br /&gt;3. i dunno why but im missin the kids. hahaha! why does louise hafta talk in such a cutee cuteeeee voice?? loveeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh heh shall stop typing cus my hand realleh hurts ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-113366804811134961?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/113366804811134961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=113366804811134961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/113366804811134961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/113366804811134961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/12/perfect-as-im-never-gonna-be.html' title='perfect as i&apos;m never gonna be'/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-113317893222401880</id><published>2005-11-28T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:12.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>face to face.</title><content type='html'>woooh. I MISS MY COMP SO MUCH! muahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nyeheh my head still hurts from the stupid stupid bus. why do some buses have to travel around the whole world jus to get from point A to point B?! stupid sucker bus. anw, going out is depleting my finances. rahh! like jus now we took 4 cabs. stupid taxi driver. &amp; then have to buy bla and bla and bla and bla and yess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woohoo! i bought westlife cd. yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-113317893222401880?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/113317893222401880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=113317893222401880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/113317893222401880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/113317893222401880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/11/face-to-face.html' title='face to face.'/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-113205646558336574</id><published>2005-11-15T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:12.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>didnt steal your boyfriend</title><content type='html'>HII im back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have not been blogging &amp; reading blogs lately. hehh, surprise2. but when i do read blogs, or rather &lt;em&gt;some&lt;/em&gt; blogs&lt;em&gt;, &lt;/em&gt;i get annoyed. moral of the story? dont read blogs of pple you dont like. heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jhr was fun! (: funnest among the 3 years. why? 1st year- had ear splitting headache. 2nd year- fluuuuu ): 3rd year.. fit and healthy! haha! also because there were more pple meaning there were more coolio houses and more kecohness. hehe. here's the list of cool houses which i think are cool! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liyana's house ; its cool lah, as in the layout is really different. bib said if you cant fit everyone in the hall, they can sit at the diff storeys cus they all face the hall. then they can talk together. haha! thats so very the cooool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;noo's house ; has very coolio stuff! like the bar table thingy. woohooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cikgu nur's house ; i love the place! as in not her house (haha) but the whole residence you noe. looks very high tech and NEAT and CLEAN. so not like my house area hurhur. i wana ask my mum to buy a flat there! i love bedok reservoir but marine parade is sooo neat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home at 10.30. sooo tired. heh. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching harry potter gof tmr. yay yay yay! at 3d omnitheatre. i love mum (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-113205646558336574?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/113205646558336574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=113205646558336574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/113205646558336574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/113205646558336574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/11/didnt-steal-your-boyfriend.html' title='didnt steal your &lt;b&gt;boyfriend&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-112996660452270849</id><published>2005-10-22T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:12.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wooh. im blogging! (: joy to the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams are OVER. i can do stuff i reallyyyyyy NEED to do!&lt;br /&gt;1. SLEEP(:&lt;br /&gt;2. WATCH ALOT OF TV!&lt;br /&gt;3. listen to alot of music/read alot of magazines/read cutesy books like nanny diaries/shoppp/draw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oohh. hahaaa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres some wakeboardin thing opp my house at the reservoir and its super super damn noisy. pfft! i can hear every single thing from here, NOW. and they are blasting helena so superly loudly. i pity the reservoir! ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-112996660452270849?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/112996660452270849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=112996660452270849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/112996660452270849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/112996660452270849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/10/wooh.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-112748078245183999</id><published>2005-09-23T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:12.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'll lose my mind</title><content type='html'>oooh i jus got an idea (from the oc (:) on how to escape reality. take painkillers to numb your way thru life! (: nyehh i dont realleh like the sound of tht. oh then again im reminded of euthanasia, ahhaha! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ipp is kewl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like the idea of being locked up in the classroom for manymany hours. its jus nice. i like the idea of locking lcg out even better (: the world wld be in such great shape and its one thing off the sucky list! (: &amp; i hope the gas wld somehow burn the sch down &amp; there wont be any more sch! rahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bahh this just reiterates my point of not liking fridaes yeayea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-112748078245183999?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/112748078245183999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=112748078245183999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/112748078245183999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/112748078245183999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/09/ill-lose-my-mind.html' title='i&apos;ll lose my mind'/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-112721071348884924</id><published>2005-09-20T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:12.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ULTIMATE (:</title><content type='html'>(freaky friday!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the kind of friend who always bends &lt;br /&gt;When I'm broken&lt;br /&gt;Like remember when &lt;br /&gt;You took my heart, and put it back together again &lt;br /&gt;I've been wasting time with clueless guys, but now it's over&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you why &lt;br /&gt;I'm through &lt;br /&gt;I've met someone new &lt;br /&gt;Who's just like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're it, you're the ultimate &lt;br /&gt;It's automatic, I'm sure of it&lt;br /&gt;No lie, so don't even try&lt;br /&gt;To tell me that you're not the guy&lt;br /&gt;Cause I've been waiting all my life &lt;br /&gt;For someone just like you&lt;br /&gt;But you're it, you're the ultimate, you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the kind of guy, whose hand in mine&lt;br /&gt;Sends shivers up and down my spine&lt;br /&gt;You took my heart, and put it back together again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the kind of guy that blows my mind&lt;br /&gt;But now it's my turn&lt;br /&gt;It's been right in front of me&lt;br /&gt;Everything I need&lt;br /&gt;Why didn't I see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;You're it, you're the ultimate&lt;br /&gt;It's automatic, I'm sure of it&lt;br /&gt;No lie, so don't even try &lt;br /&gt;To tell me, that you're not the guy&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I've been waiting all my life &lt;br /&gt;For someone just like you&lt;br /&gt;But you're it, you're the ultimate, you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're it, you're the ultimate&lt;br /&gt;It's automatic, I'm sure of it&lt;br /&gt;No lie, so don't even try&lt;br /&gt;To tell me, that your not the guy&lt;br /&gt;You're it, you're the ultimate &lt;br /&gt;It's automatic, I'm sure of it&lt;br /&gt;No lie, so don't even try &lt;br /&gt;To tell me that your not the guy &lt;br /&gt;'Cause I've been waiting all my life &lt;br /&gt;For someone just like you&lt;br /&gt;But you're it, you're the ultimate, you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-112721071348884924?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/112721071348884924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=112721071348884924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/112721071348884924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/112721071348884924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/09/ultimate.html' title='ULTIMATE (:'/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-112688186625814025</id><published>2005-09-16T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:12.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its too late, my friendto take it all today.</title><content type='html'>rahhh my cd drive has been opening &amp; closing nonstop since 2 fucky hours ago. it makes a fucky irritating sound and i freaking feel like screaming at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okaye forget it i sound like cherng ginn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i hate my maid. i hate her cus she does funny shite and i dont think maids are supposed to act that way. i hope that some ghost will haunt her like it haunted rosa in the maid. hoho (: but till then, im stuck with her. rah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fridays suck, they always do. im beginning to think mondays are nicer than fridays. the irony! haha. but fridays realleh suck cus&lt;br /&gt;1. i hate assembly (both morning and er, morning.)&lt;br /&gt;2. i HATE bio pracs. they are freaking boring.&lt;br /&gt;3. i feel lazy &amp;amp; i want to go home but obviously i cant PFFT.&lt;br /&gt;4. the bus is always so FULLLLLL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the main point for hating fridays is SOMETHING which is oh so fucky and irritating! hms. fuck its annoying but fuck what to do! hur. NVM. okaye &amp;amp; somehow i think that my life is revolving ard work and thats so wrong cus that equivalent to having no life! ): its sad. sch really takes the happiness outta me ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-112688186625814025?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/112688186625814025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=112688186625814025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/112688186625814025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/112688186625814025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/09/its-too-late-my-friendto-take-it-all.html' title='its too late, my friend&lt;Br&gt;to take it all today.'/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-112645046212164888</id><published>2005-09-11T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:12.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i got my phoneeeeeeee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so damn pretty. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;but rahh. theres sch tmr. -drags self to sch- er i dont think i can even wake up. howw. ): i dont even wana slp cus that wld mean being closer to sch which is bahh &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;1 MORE TERM. GO ME GO ME! (:&lt;br /&gt;alahh. nxt wk is pmsing week summore ):&lt;br /&gt;ROAR.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-112645046212164888?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/112645046212164888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=112645046212164888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/112645046212164888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/112645046212164888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-got-my-phoneeeeeeee-d-so-damn-pretty.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-112608807096456944</id><published>2005-09-07T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:12.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you need a blue sky holidayy.</title><content type='html'>RAHHH.&lt;br /&gt;1. its already wednesday. it sucks how hols pass so fast yet there are so many things to be done and so many things i wana do.&lt;br /&gt;2. i dont understand a chunk of physics.&lt;br /&gt;3. im super addikted to teevee. i shld go for rehab or sth :/&lt;br /&gt;4. cancer is scary. godblessherpls ):&lt;br /&gt;5. i want the onetreehill soundtrack cd.&lt;br /&gt;6. on a side note, im extremely broke. HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;7. i think the orange E530C is out of stock since i've been looking ard and there only seems to be purple and pink ): and the ugly blue. bah!&lt;br /&gt;8. my phone plan ends on oct 31st. the E530C promotion ends on 9 sept. F lah.&lt;br /&gt;9. 20 gb creative zen is now $269! hellooo! unfair lah.&lt;br /&gt;10. i have alot more puasa-s to finish! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okaye maybe watching kimpossible will cheer me up (: yayy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-112608807096456944?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/112608807096456944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=112608807096456944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/112608807096456944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/112608807096456944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/09/you-need-blue-sky-holidayy.html' title='you need a blue sky holidayy.'/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-112583306083115633</id><published>2005-09-04T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:12.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so hot so hot :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="WIDTH: 94px; HEIGHT: 173px" height="186" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v95/garethified/myphonee.gif" width="131" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its so fricking nice rightttt! its so nice it hurts looking at it. rahh. i just hafta buy it. but where am i gona get the $538 from?! i thot i cld get some money out of the terjemah thing :D :D hahahaha! so much for the money when i totalleh screwed it up! hahahaha so embarassing lah &gt;&lt; mann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okaye anw about the terjemahan thing, congrats to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hab kak liy and tamie!&lt;/span&gt; :D hahaha y'all onlaye got like 1 or 2 wrong?! when i onlaye got like 3 correct -__- how embarassing is tht. the first round was screwed, i mean last week i chose &lt;strong&gt;pendidikan&lt;/strong&gt; and all the words were like, exam, dictionary that kind! and this time it backfired cus all the words were those tht i nvr heard of  ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the pasir ris sec pple were super smart. like 5 out of 6 of them got in. last year someone from their sch won also. pro or what?! RAWR. but i hope rg wins, i want rg to win! go y'all :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaaaa btw i watched onetreehill twice this week. bored or what &gt;&lt; rahhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-112583306083115633?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/112583306083115633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=112583306083115633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/112583306083115633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/112583306083115633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/09/so-hot-so-hot-d.html' title='so hot so hot :D'/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-112575426264199003</id><published>2005-09-03T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:12.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;when the stars go blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tyler hilton &amp; bethany joy lenz&lt;br /&gt;one tree hill ost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dancin' where the stars go blue&lt;br /&gt;Dancin' where the evening fell&lt;br /&gt;Dancin' in your wooden shoes&lt;br /&gt;In a wedding gown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dancin' out on 7th street&lt;br /&gt;Dancin' through the underground&lt;br /&gt;Dancin' little marionette&lt;br /&gt;Are you happy now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you go when you're lonely&lt;br /&gt;Where do you go when you're blue&lt;br /&gt;Where do you go when you're lonely&lt;br /&gt;I'll follow you&lt;br /&gt;When the stars go blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughing with your pretty mouth&lt;br /&gt;Laughing with your broken eyes&lt;br /&gt;Laughing with your lover's tongue&lt;br /&gt;In a lullaby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you go when you're lonely&lt;br /&gt;Where do you go when you're blue&lt;br /&gt;Where do you go when you're lonely&lt;br /&gt;I'll follow you&lt;br /&gt;When the stars go blue&lt;br /&gt;The stars go blue, stars go blue&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-112575426264199003?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/112575426264199003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=112575426264199003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/112575426264199003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/112575426264199003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/09/when-stars-go-blue-tyler-hilton.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-112558388337933231</id><published>2005-09-01T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:11.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>newlyweds !</title><content type='html'>was watching newlyweds jus now. bored lah &gt;&lt; anyway im quite convinced jessica simpson is a bimbo hahaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jessica: how do you spell wounded? is it w-o-u-n-d-e-d?&lt;br /&gt;nick: -ignores-&lt;br /&gt;jessica: im asking you a question!&lt;br /&gt;nick: you know, there are other words you can use. like hurt, battered, .....&lt;br /&gt;jessica: can you just tell me how to spell it?!&lt;br /&gt;nick: W-O-U-N-D-E-D!&lt;br /&gt;jessica: isnt that what i said! &lt;br /&gt;nick: then why did you ask?!&lt;br /&gt;jessica: cus i thot it sounded like wAunded.. heh. -inserts loser face-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few seconds later,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jessica: erm how do you spell 'lose'? is it with two o's?&lt;br /&gt;nick: -sigh- no, jess, that means loose as in not tight.&lt;br /&gt;jessica: oh okay so what is it?&lt;br /&gt;nick: -the igiveup look- one o! l-o-s-e! okaye?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaaa okaye thats it for my very boring day (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-112558388337933231?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/112558388337933231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=112558388337933231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/112558388337933231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/112558388337933231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/09/newlyweds.html' title='newlyweds !'/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-112549419952728035</id><published>2005-08-31T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:11.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haizad is the postman in the maid (: (:&lt;br /&gt;so cools.&lt;br /&gt;i think rosa is pretty.&lt;br /&gt;and the ghosts are like so.. -__-&lt;br /&gt;i was bored. halfway thru. stupid ghosts dont wana come out ):&lt;br /&gt;rahh.&lt;br /&gt;but humeemee had fun screaming and i had fun laughing (:&lt;br /&gt;yayyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, ACESSSSSSS.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha. cherng ginn was soooooooooooo funnyyy&lt;br /&gt;funnier than humeemee's spastic pic of him!&lt;br /&gt;which makes me laugh like hell anytime anywhere :D&lt;br /&gt;i cld have died on the fielddddd&lt;br /&gt;ahahahahahahahhahahahahahah&lt;br /&gt;he freaking made me paralysed with laughter such tht i cldnt do aces.&lt;br /&gt;ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;but gays are so cool (:&lt;br /&gt;and drg the whole thing he was likee clapping&lt;br /&gt;like one of those retarded kids&lt;br /&gt;YOU KNOW!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;head tilted to one side that kind&lt;br /&gt;retardeddd&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nyehs. parkview was so boring.&lt;br /&gt;sooo boring.&lt;br /&gt;they din even let us in.&lt;br /&gt;we jus ran in when the stupid guards were not looking&lt;br /&gt;how stupid right?!&lt;br /&gt;the cute boy wasnt there. rawrr.&lt;br /&gt;also there was this malay girl. ok fine my batchmate &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;who wore a bustier. like paris hilton tht kind?&lt;br /&gt;disgusting la. PLEASE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah im suffering withdrawal symptoms from not having ares. sucks lah! i miss my oc wth wth wth. it feels realleh baaaaadd.. i mean i only have the last episode to go! BAH. &lt;br /&gt;still there's onetreehill where nathan is getting hotter by the episode (: i loveeeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-112549419952728035?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/112549419952728035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=112549419952728035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/112549419952728035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/112549419952728035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/08/haizad-is-postman-in-maid-so-cools.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-112541128277907423</id><published>2005-08-30T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:11.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my head hurts like shit lah!&lt;br /&gt;assholeee.&lt;br /&gt;anywayess i cant wait for SCHOOL to end.&lt;br /&gt;schooool! you are beginning to suck more and more.&lt;br /&gt;i cant stand it. rawrs! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;bahhhh i fucking hate all that is happening nowwwwwwwww :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;changes are good but sometimes they hurt.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres gotta be more than this superficiality right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;why dont they realise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-112541128277907423?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/112541128277907423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=112541128277907423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/112541128277907423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/112541128277907423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-head-hurts-like-shit-lah-assholeee.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-112506050985386609</id><published>2005-08-26T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:11.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>erm todae's a sad day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cus i screwed up orals :/ i mean i din feel like it was an assesment! i felt so sleepy and tiredd and was randomly talking to gen in the room and din do anything oral-ish. and then i took a loooong time to figure out wht to say cus i realleh dont know what to say. wth, what do i noe about consultancy. engineering. banking. bah! sucks lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coh meeting was after that. i felt so sad not being with 2nd coy :/ but okay lah. anywaye, im in publications com. okaye whats with publications and penerbitan and erm yah. rawr. there hasnt been a proper patrol corner yet and i dont think i noe the secones' name rahh &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teevee feels so gooooood rahh and patrick the starfish was so cute todae! he said SPONGEBOOB. so cute right! aahh! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-112506050985386609?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/112506050985386609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=112506050985386609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/112506050985386609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/112506050985386609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/08/erm-todaes-sad-day.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-112451041580419752</id><published>2005-08-20T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:11.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im still sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cus i'll miss 2nd coy orchid like crazy. now im like faaaaaarr faaaaaarr awaayy. hurhur ): im so sad &amp; we cldnt stop crying ydae :/ cried bcos sarah was crying beside me. and then she said how she'll always think of me when she thinks of orchid ): ilu lots okay. LOTS. then natty was sobbing and i rmbed how natty was in orchid with me. for 2 years ): and she has been the reallyreally sweet one. the hyper one. the crazy one ): then was jasmine. who was in the same patrol as me, thankgod! andd then i saw aidaaa my dearie aida the one i bugged to join guides!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt noe patrolcorner was gona be the last one, like literally the LAST one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why cldnt i stay in 2nd coy? AT LEAST. i mean i cld always be the ps of some other 2nd coy patrol :/ but liling say i'll fit into my new patrol well. but really it has been orchid all my lifeee.&lt;br /&gt;the laughs and fun and patrol corners cld nvr be enuff. rahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss secfours alot too. like how am i gona do firelighting without them :/ my fire will jus turn into.. smoke?! hurhur. &amp;amp; to think we hafta do everything ourselvess.. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IMUUU ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the brighter side, im grateful for wht i've got (: i was shitshit scared haha but everything was okaye so.. (:&lt;br /&gt;speech dae goh was okaye. cherngginn so extra pls? he stood in between the gb pple. &lt;strike&gt;step gb lahh&lt;/strike&gt;. sheeshhhh.&lt;br /&gt;and now for the terjemahan thing. bah! im so gona embarass myself out there. cus i din learn anything not like the others. i'll jus stand there for 30 secs finish and runaway. BAHH :/&lt;br /&gt;oh anw i smsed cg rozie and her husband replied hahahaha so funny! okaye lah not THAT funny but it seems so funny to mee heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i promise to do my best. ilu guideeessss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-112451041580419752?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/112451041580419752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=112451041580419752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/112451041580419752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/112451041580419752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/08/im-still-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-112435042829519912</id><published>2005-08-18T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:11.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>raaahhh i suck at the terjemahan thingy i do i do! ): like pls i got 5 words in 30 secs. and the thing is 15 secs so i will get like 2 words? haaahh. bahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;farewell is like tmr. i dont want secfours to go ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cherngginn is like so stingy. BAH. &lt;strike&gt;like graph paper is so freaking expensive&lt;/strike&gt;. hrmpft!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats it for this very pointless entry hurhur.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-112435042829519912?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/112435042829519912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=112435042829519912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/112435042829519912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/112435042829519912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/08/raaahhh-i-suck-at-terjemahan-thingy-i.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-112385684227940477</id><published>2005-08-12T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:11.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;im so pissed and worried boohoo ): ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i think i've just gotten enuff of rg and its people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;sucks&lt;/span&gt;! one and a half more year. shite SEY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-112385684227940477?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/112385684227940477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=112385684227940477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/112385684227940477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/112385684227940477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/08/im-so-pissed-and-worried-boohoo-i.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-112359715263873667</id><published>2005-08-09T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:11.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woooh. nats day todae :D&lt;br /&gt;kae talk about yesterdae first.&lt;br /&gt;ydae rained sooo we danced in the hall.&lt;br /&gt;super stupid pls. i hate it ): the stage is so crammed and i kept bumping into the curtains.&lt;br /&gt;hrmpft. community singing was so fun.&lt;br /&gt;cherngginn was SO SUPER HILARIOUS i cldnt take it! HAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;im sorry for being offensive.&lt;br /&gt;but yes. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;aft tht went out with farin nad and humeemee.&lt;br /&gt;___ and ___ were at fareast with us.&lt;br /&gt;and HOURSSS later we saw them at citylink!&lt;br /&gt;gosh i think they were stalking us.&lt;br /&gt;hehe :D &lt;strike&gt;which pair of tchrs actually go out together? for so long??&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. nvm.&lt;br /&gt;anw watched charlie and the choccie factory.&lt;br /&gt;it was QUITE boring lah. i only liked the setting- the CHOCOLATE (:&lt;br /&gt;and the oompa loompas. ooh!&lt;br /&gt;and then we went to suntec and citylink.&lt;br /&gt;and thennnnnnnn.&lt;br /&gt;nad bought me glittery earrings :D&lt;br /&gt;I LIKE I LOVE I ADORE &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;and we bought tops. from fox. 50% sale ler.&lt;br /&gt;and i went home. so superly tired from all the walking.&lt;br /&gt;my feet were alllll blistery in the end. heehhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywaye. i saw my dear ronald on the float :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;i love the floats! sooo nice.&lt;br /&gt;and i think fiona xie is soooo hottttttt aaaaahhhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-112359715263873667?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/112359715263873667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=112359715263873667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/112359715263873667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/112359715263873667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/08/woooh.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-112342242755601416</id><published>2005-08-07T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:11.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;dont't lie// black eyed peas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, baby my nose is getting big&lt;br /&gt;I noticed it be growing when I been telling them fibs&lt;br /&gt;Now you say your trust's getting weaker&lt;br /&gt;Probably coz my lies just started getting deeper&lt;br /&gt;And the reason for my confession is that I learn my lesson&lt;br /&gt;And I really think you have to know the truth&lt;br /&gt;Because I lied and I cheated and I lied a little more&lt;br /&gt;But after I did it I don't know what I did it for&lt;br /&gt;I admit that I have been a little immature&lt;br /&gt;Fucking with your heart like I was the predator&lt;br /&gt;In my book of lies I was the editor&lt;br /&gt;And the author&lt;br /&gt;I forged my signature&lt;br /&gt;And now I apologise for what I did to you&lt;br /&gt;Cos what you did to me I did to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Nononono baby, nononono don't lie&lt;br /&gt;Nononono, yeah you kno know know know you gotta try&lt;br /&gt;What you gonna do when it all comes out&lt;br /&gt;When I see you &amp; what you're all about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonono baby, nononono don't lie&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you kno you kno you kno you kno you know you gotta try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said I'm leaving&lt;br /&gt;Cos she can't take the pain&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to continue this love it ain't the same&lt;br /&gt;Can't forget the things that I've done inside her brain&lt;br /&gt;Too many lies committed too many games&lt;br /&gt;She feeling like a fool getting on the last train&lt;br /&gt;Trying to maintain but the feeling won't change&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for the things that I've done and what I became&lt;br /&gt;Caught up in living my life in the fast lane&lt;br /&gt;Blinded by lights, cameras, you know the fame&lt;br /&gt;I don't know the reason why I did these things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I lie and I lie and I lie and I lie&lt;br /&gt;And now our emotions are drained&lt;br /&gt;Cos I lie and I lie and a little lie lie&lt;br /&gt;And now your emotions are drained&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nononono baby, nononono don't lie (no, don't you lie)&lt;br /&gt;Nononono, yeah you know know know know you gotta try (got to try, got to try)&lt;br /&gt;What you gonna do when it all comes out (what you gonna do baby)&lt;br /&gt;When I see you &amp;amp; what you're all about&lt;br /&gt;Nonono babe, nononono don't lie&lt;br /&gt;Because you kno you kno you kno you kno you know gotta try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh ooh&lt;br /&gt;Ba da ba da ba da ba da badabada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo, I'm lying to my girl&lt;br /&gt;Even though I love her&lt;br /&gt;And she all in my world&lt;br /&gt;I give her all my attention and diamonds &amp;amp; pearls&lt;br /&gt;She's the one who makes me feel on top of the world&lt;br /&gt;Still I lie to my girl, I do it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I lie and I lie and I lie till there's no turning back&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, (and I lie and I lie till I don't know who I am)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-112342242755601416?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/112342242755601416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=112342242755601416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/112342242755601416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/112342242755601416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/08/dontt-lie-black-eyed-peas-hey-baby-my.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-112338995092245534</id><published>2005-08-07T12:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:11.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i came home late yest.&lt;br /&gt;and i missed 4pm ): ):&lt;br /&gt;hurhur so sad. hope theres a repeat telecast.&lt;br /&gt;okaye but i went to expo.&lt;br /&gt;and there was books/johnlittle/sportslink sales :D&lt;br /&gt;the books one was quite shitty. but they were all super cheap lah.&lt;br /&gt;then johnlittle had this fila sale (:&lt;br /&gt;and sportslink. ooh! i saw this super chio nike jacket.&lt;br /&gt;its supersupersuper damn chio.&lt;br /&gt;its like pinkish purple with grey stripes (sort of).&lt;br /&gt;and its 60 bucks. its quite cheap for a jacket (usual price 100 plus) but NO, i didnt have 60 bucks at tht time ):&lt;br /&gt;there was also a blue one, $50 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;niceeeee!&lt;br /&gt;i'll go there again when i have 60 bucks :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ndp tmr.&lt;br /&gt;go 307 (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;come on baby, you drive me crazy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;goodness gracious great balls of fire !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-112338995092245534?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/112338995092245534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=112338995092245534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/112338995092245534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/112338995092245534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-came-home-late-yest.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-112324684309699435</id><published>2005-08-05T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:11.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel happy (:&lt;br /&gt;cus its byebye to bio,&lt;br /&gt;and byebye to this pissy pmsy week.&lt;br /&gt;its sad tht i dont realise how much i pms&lt;br /&gt;until i stop pmsing. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urban hike was okay.&lt;br /&gt;if only there was more time ):&lt;br /&gt;and that marrying game was so despo-ing and paiseh-ing&lt;br /&gt;): ): ):&lt;br /&gt;but okay quite cute. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okaye im super sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;byebyezZzZzZ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-112324684309699435?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9764309.post-112315045087365893</id><published>2005-08-04T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:11.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>danggg.&lt;br /&gt;klui heard what i said bout him.&lt;br /&gt;and he gave me this sort of.. smile?!&lt;br /&gt;ughh. why must he hear soft little thingies tht pple say about him&lt;br /&gt;but not hear pple answering his questions?!&lt;br /&gt;and why must he scold me&lt;br /&gt;for doodling on that singapore thingy&lt;br /&gt;when i finished tht freaking question alr?!&lt;br /&gt;ughhh. &lt;strike&gt;so toot.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so freaking irritated ):&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA and he saw tht too. good for him (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-9764309.post-112308488469191060</id><published>2005-08-03T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:11.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>am dying under bio.&lt;br /&gt;i finished that stupid thing but i hafta cut it. by 2 pages!&lt;br /&gt;sucks laaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh anyway. my homework debt is increasing.&lt;br /&gt;i think cikgu hates me.&lt;br /&gt;she'll prolly transfer me to bm cus of my forever late work?!&lt;br /&gt;OKAYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;noise irritates me.&lt;br /&gt;it realleh does.&lt;br /&gt;so does everything else actually.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-112308488469191060?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/112308488469191060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=112308488469191060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/112308488469191060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/112308488469191060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/08/am-dying-under-bio.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-112290863747423436</id><published>2005-08-01T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:11.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;drench yourself in words unspoken&lt;/strong&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v95/garethified/050730_095931.jpg" width="250" height="200" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;rural hike (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v95/garethified/050722_130032.jpg" width="100" height="80" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v95/garethified/050722_130047.jpg" width="100" height="80" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v95/garethified/050722_130103.jpg" width="100" 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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-9764309.post-112278164252461311</id><published>2005-07-31T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:10.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;randomness;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-stupid cam doesnt work means i hafta use my phone cam which sucks &gt;.&lt; i feel so sad. i miss my cam ):&lt;br /&gt;-rural hike &lt;3 collages were so pretty, will put them up very soon! :D and i love you all &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;-i want the adidas jacket which costs $180 ): baahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;-roxy is THE chiobu (: -points to wallet :D- and sarah said she saw the imitation version of my wallet which has stripes on the top part but the rest is black and there's a small roxy word. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;-i wana vote all my batchmates for jk :D hahaha. can la, i'll jus tell cikgu later.&lt;br /&gt;-oh i wana pon school. want only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah okay thats all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-112278164252461311?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/112278164252461311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=112278164252461311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/112278164252461311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/112278164252461311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/07/randomness.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-112264335431138480</id><published>2005-07-29T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:10.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;oh fuck im super pissed lah. ok not pissed but.. sad ): i feel so lonelayy without my phone today. its like i cant even call cus i dont memorise numbers. and i got super shit cramps during horseshoe which hurt like fuck lah. and i left my bag of magazines outside guides room. ???!! and fuck you took my nike shirt away. like wtf lah. ohh, anyway IHL! bah, i want a new maths tchr. cant stand him, he's so so irritating. erhh whatever lah. ih&lt;em&gt;u&lt;/em&gt;. yeah &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;u.&lt;/em&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/9764309-112264335431138480?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/112264335431138480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=112264335431138480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/112264335431138480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/112264335431138480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/07/oh-fuck-im-super-pissed-lah.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-112255682155014006</id><published>2005-07-28T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:10.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;my chemical romance(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby here comes the sound&lt;br /&gt;I took a train outta New Orleans and they shot me full of ephedrine.&lt;br /&gt;This is how we like to do it in the murder scene.&lt;br /&gt;Can we settle up the score?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you were here I'd never have a fear.&lt;br /&gt;So go on live your life.&lt;br /&gt;But I miss you more than I did yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You're beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm a total wreck and almost every day.&lt;br /&gt;Like the firing squad or the mess you made.&lt;br /&gt;Well don't I look pretty walking down the street.&lt;br /&gt;In the best damn dress I own?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you were here I'd never have a fear.&lt;br /&gt;So go on live your life.&lt;br /&gt;But I miss you more than I did yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;You're so far away.&lt;br /&gt;So c'mon show me how.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I mean this more than words can ever say.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Some might say we are made from the sharpest things you say&lt;br /&gt;We are young and we don't care.&lt;br /&gt;Your dreams and your hopeless hair.&lt;br /&gt;We never wanted it to be this way.&lt;br /&gt;For all our lives.&lt;br /&gt;Do you care at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you were here I'd never have a fear.&lt;br /&gt;So go on live your life.&lt;br /&gt;But I miss you more than I did yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;You're so far away.&lt;br /&gt;So c'mon show me how.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I mean this more than words can ever say. &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/9764309-112255682155014006?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/112255682155014006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=112255682155014006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/112255682155014006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/112255682155014006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/07/my-chemical-romance-oh-baby-here-comes.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-112203192185633027</id><published>2005-07-22T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:10.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rhd was okay. besides this stupid ass who totalleh spoiled my day. like how can you say i dont care bout &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;maths?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;if i didnt care wld i even enter this stupid school in the first place?! wahlau f you lah. PUKES. but yes, rhd was nice and saris are nice and coconuts are nice (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i got my hand henna-painted (: i likee! altho its super faint and .. going to fade off. and i learnt to spin a top altho mine din always end up spinning but yes, i learnt sth. and i love coconuts! hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway went to pizzahut with some of the melayoos and walked ard and yes, i want to buy 98403240954 things ): sad lahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but bahh, im still pissed over stuff and GRRR. school sucks lah wth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-112203192185633027?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/112203192185633027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=112203192185633027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/112203192185633027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/112203192185633027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/07/rhd-was-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-112196156607652878</id><published>2005-07-21T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:10.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been so long. so so long. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;f.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need therapy. cognitive behavioural therapy or whatever, hurhur. i feel so under lah. under what i dont know. but yes, its getting to my head. and i cant take it. whatever man, i hate peetees and SOMETHING and SOMETHING &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(like you din even put this kinda pressure to the previous batches!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;okay whatever. pmsing at 12 am seems so wrong :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-112196156607652878?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/112196156607652878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=112196156607652878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/112196156607652878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/112196156607652878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/07/its-been-so-long.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-112192680699966071</id><published>2005-07-21T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:10.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hurhur im in school and im bored hungry BOO ! ): ): supposed to be doing retest hehehehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-112192680699966071?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/112192680699966071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=112192680699966071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/112192680699966071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/112192680699966071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/07/hurhur-im-in-school-and-im-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-112160153478393224</id><published>2005-07-17T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:10.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HE DIED! ): bah i dont feel like reading the nxt harry potter book. depressing lah. bah why must he die! stupid snape lah bahh. hahh poor harry lah ): but at least harry and ginny got together. hehe. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway its not as nice as order of the phoenix ): and its shorter too! by alot. the font is bigger means its realleh short :/ and there wasnt much happening, jus tht the characters talk alot. bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i was super pissed cus my maid locked me out of the house for 20 mins. wahlau! like its ur house lah. bahh. im feeling queasy thinking of tmr :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-112160153478393224?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/112160153478393224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=112160153478393224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/112160153478393224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/112160153478393224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/07/he-died-bah-i-dont-feel-like-reading.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-112109572452680853</id><published>2005-07-11T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:10.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hais, pms is here again. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, yes. im feeling pissed, partly at myself for being so nonchalantly ignorant bout how im spending so much money and how im still failing and how im not finishing work on time and BLABLABLA. hah, partly also at.. NVM. bahh. this wld never end, i mean who said it ever would? pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, but at least someone made me happy by &lt;strike&gt;almost&lt;/strike&gt; falling down the steps of the bus :D :D :D hahahahah i &lt;3 you, funny person (: yes its alot alot alot like &lt;3. ALOT. heheh. (: yes even if you took alot alot alot of time to try alot alot alot of slippers heh heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but still, &lt;underline&gt;fcuk&lt;/underline&gt;. hah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-112109572452680853?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/112109572452680853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=112109572452680853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/112109572452680853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/112109572452680853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/07/hais-pms-is-here-again.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-112082411787921474</id><published>2005-07-08T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:10.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha becks left spore alr ): haha kae thts sad considering how i went to raffles city twice on the same day to find him. HEH. anyway i wanted to say this like 2 days ago but thanks to my dumb comp i cant. yes i wanted to say tht im happy london won (: haha. i still love paris's presentation tho. but yay becks &lt;3! hahaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway yes i still feel sad. cus i saw alot of ioc pple but NOT becks or raul or anyone nice. HAIS. superrrr sad la. and i dont think ian thorpe is hot anymore. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bahh and there's this bengkel bahas thing. HAIS. there's supposed to be praktikal and bahas, like bahh. bahh. sighs. anyway i hafta make up for all the work i didnt do this week as a result of being a lazy ass who has nothing to do but to spend money and buy nonsense. ALOT of nonsense &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-112082411787921474?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/112082411787921474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=112082411787921474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/112082411787921474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/112082411787921474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/07/haha-becks-left-spore-alr-haha-kae.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-112054385173874401</id><published>2005-07-05T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:10.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i need a defibrillator. bzzzzzzzzzt. revive me. yay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;3, izza's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okaye so obviously my blog is dead. HEH. now my internet comp pisses me off cus its so virusy and slow so i seek solace in my ibook. but without internet com i will have no oc and one tree hill so yes ): i cant live without internet. HURHUR. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayyyyy. i like onetreehill season 1 (:&lt;br /&gt;and i like war of the worlds. tom cruise talks so cutely. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;"Will you stop acting like a dick?!"&lt;br /&gt;and i like disney and nick. so so much (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate school tho.&lt;br /&gt;"trust me, school will end. you get away from pple you nvr want to meet again in your life." -chadddd!&lt;br /&gt;yes i hope it will finally end (:&lt;br /&gt;okay la i wana go out now. i want to meet beckham :D :D :D hahaha! not raul cus he looks so ugly now. hur whatever! ian thorpe! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-112054385173874401?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/112054385173874401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=112054385173874401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/112054385173874401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/112054385173874401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-need-defibrillator.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-111880722959770356</id><published>2005-06-15T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:10.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>raaaahh ! ): there's onlaye one week ++ to end of holidaes and there's still alooooooot to be done ): ): panics . kae wht exactly did i do for the past 2 weeks ?!&lt;br /&gt;week #1 : b00 + read kh book no #1 (boring like poof .) + slacking .&lt;br /&gt;week #2 : kayelle + shopping + reading kh book no #2 and #3 .&lt;br /&gt;week #3 : maths + read kh book #4 + still stuck at maths =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehh 4 weeks seem long but its actually damn short . sighh i shall try to finish tht dumb book by todaee . im taking forever to finish it ): and maths is so hardd ! ): heh okay .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rooster ! (: miss this song .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not my style,&lt;br /&gt;To let this pass me by,&lt;br /&gt;Why do you santify something thats already died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got something that i realise,&lt;br /&gt;I aint gonna shout it from the rooftops honey,&lt;br /&gt;Tell me i'm the only one,&lt;br /&gt;Kick em to the curb and baby dont stop running,&lt;br /&gt;Tell me how you gonna come get some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever ask yourself the question&lt;br /&gt;Where the hell did i go wrong?&lt;br /&gt;Cos you know when it's true,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting for you,&lt;br /&gt;So tell me how you gonna come, come&lt;br /&gt;Come Get Some.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-111880722959770356?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/111880722959770356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=111880722959770356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111880722959770356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111880722959770356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/06/raaaahh-theres-onlaye-one-week-to-end.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-111828471164209930</id><published>2005-06-09T10:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:10.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>boo (: im in kl and im bored . very bored . anywayy the hotel person told me tht schumacher (correct spelling ?) stayed in the room im in now ! prime minister also . prince harry also . (: (: (: i loveee prince harry . ahaha how random . i miss school ! (: whoopee . kae i wana shit . bye (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-111828471164209930?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/111828471164209930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=111828471164209930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111828471164209930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111828471164209930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/06/boo-im-in-kl-and-im-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-111780733258802128</id><published>2005-06-03T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:09.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>two days chasing me around&lt;br /&gt;i go crazy when you're outside of my world&lt;br /&gt;when you're outside of my world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no sounds singing me to sleep&lt;br /&gt;i don't want the room to breathe&lt;br /&gt;just be with me, &lt;br /&gt;just be with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel 40 kinds of sadness when you're gone.&lt;br /&gt;i feel the same thing always happens when you're gone&lt;br /&gt;and i know you're just around the corner&lt;br /&gt;but just around the corner is not enough&lt;br /&gt;it's not enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my eyes are waiting at the door&lt;br /&gt;just like every time before&lt;br /&gt;time flies so slow,&lt;br /&gt;time flies so slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not enough, I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;it's not enough, I miss you all the time&lt;br /&gt;and I know you kinds like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel 40 kinds of sadness when you're gone.&lt;br /&gt;i feel 40 kinds of sadness when you're gone.&lt;br /&gt;i feel the same thing always happens when you're gone&lt;br /&gt;i know you're just around the corner&lt;br /&gt;but just around the corner is not enough&lt;br /&gt;it's not enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;... realleh .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-111780733258802128?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/111780733258802128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=111780733258802128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111780733258802128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111780733258802128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/06/two-days-chasing-me-around-i-go-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-111760559569695054</id><published>2005-06-01T12:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:09.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>roarrs . i feel so sick but i shall update :D okaye and my 20 pics jus DISAPPEARED aft waiting for a looooong time for them to download. PFFTS . )x anywayyee . PESTA BOO ! :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but firstly , pics ! (: &lt;a href="http://share.shutterfly.com/action/share/welcome?i=EeBOWzVizbNnNg&amp;notag=1&amp;amp;x=1&amp;sm=1&amp;amp;sl=1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CLICK&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day #1:&lt;br /&gt;first dae ! did last minute buying with myrahh . hehe we had SO much stuff which took 5 pple to carry down from my hse d: reached there and the rest were there . sat down at one of the rooms and talked and gossiped :D so fun ! hehe . anw the bungaloe was nice and big and FUN ! okayes . aft which we started fire for bbq and played ball games . haha WE were being spastic and the ball kept being thrown out from the wire gate . and got stuck in the wire (while making random spastic movements) :D then we bbqed food (duh . what else do you bbq .) and the food was nice lah . aft bbq was night games and we played waterbombs ! LOL . the whole place was flooded and we were all screaming lahs . funfun :D went to bathe and clean up and watched desperate housewives while having drama meeting (?). yeaa flying cockroaches were there too =X aft tht was continuation of drama meeting in ct's room (i think ?) . yepp . and our drama meeting realleh continued till 1 plus . HAHA . ALOT of ideas but no conclusive decision d: hehe .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day #2:&lt;br /&gt;aight we were SUPPOSED to wake up before 7 but we woke up at 8 plus ! haha ! all of us had breakfast unbathed . fine, MOST. then watched missuniverse ! :D CHIOCHIO ! LONG LEGS ! DAMN NICE HAIR ! hahahas . went to the beach aft tht ; syazie farin ct and myrah went blading while the rest of us sat down and gossiped :D best gossip session in my life ! hehes . aft tht i went to blade for awhile but i cant even blade so farin syazie and ct sort of like pulled me thru till we reached the place ! hahaha . went back and the rest were playing truth without dare. &lt;strike&gt;which oddly reminds me of sth but nvm d:&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;/strike&gt;. haha all secrets revealed ! :D naughty la you all . but myrahh ! i want zureen okay ! ): ): hehehe . ate summore food then the rest went tm but i went home since i felt sick and all =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okaye ! so here's saying that i LOVEEEEEE you all menengah tigas ! (: hope we stay bonded and fun and funny and naughty ! hahaha ! :D yayy but now i miss you all muchos &lt;strike&gt;and gossiping&lt;/strike&gt; ): let's rock on forevermore . muaxmuaxmuax &lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-111760559569695054?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/111760559569695054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=111760559569695054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111760559569695054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111760559569695054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/06/roarrs.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-111737485081889617</id><published>2005-05-29T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:09.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PESTABOOOOOOOOOOOO (:(:(:&lt;br /&gt;wheee . i &lt;3s men3s ! &lt;3 &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayyyy. HARRYPOTTER4!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v95/garethified/cedric2.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v95/garethified/cedric.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cedric diggory !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v95/garethified/cho.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cho chang !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v95/garethified/viktor.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;viktor krum !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yayy !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-111737485081889617?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/111737485081889617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=111737485081889617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111737485081889617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111737485081889617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/05/pestaboooooooooooo-wheee.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-111726307017720763</id><published>2005-05-28T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:09.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>here's the start of my academic plague =X =X my results are as ugly as the report folder . yupp . now can visualise how ugly they are ? okaye . but anyway , WHO designed the report folder ! roarrs. its so ugly even tho it complements the stuff inside d: whatever its still UGLY ! )x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;random rantings ;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss gareth gates ): i miss the suntec show la ! why is he not coming to spore anymore ?! waaa . this is tragic. and this leads me to miss 2004. which leads me to miss E205- pretty posters, chalky chairs, everything. this leads me to miss my tablemates ): which leads me to miss 205. I MISS YOU. -breaks down and cry. hahaha . but realleh i do ): i miss being nagged by maam also d: susiloooo ! hahaha . reminiscense ! imuimuIMU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah i jus realised how rubbishy tht sounded. whatever d: im so bored la . and im broke to the bones . unless SOMEBODY pays me d: rahh being broke sucks . there's so many i want to watch ! ):&lt;br /&gt;(in order of priority)&lt;br /&gt;&gt; amytiville horror&lt;br /&gt;&gt; monster-in-law&lt;br /&gt;&gt; madagascar&lt;br /&gt;&gt; charlie and the choc factory dd:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; mr and mrs smith&lt;br /&gt;&gt; fantasticfour&lt;br /&gt;&gt; cursed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;assuming an average of 7 bucks per movie tht will all cost 35 bucks ! ahh ! where am i gona get tht from ?! im sad im sad ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-111726307017720763?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/111726307017720763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=111726307017720763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111726307017720763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111726307017720763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/05/heres-start-of-my-academic-plague-x-x.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-111702624885578963</id><published>2005-05-25T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:09.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>basically im damn disappointed in myself . i feel so affected by what &lt;em&gt;they&lt;/em&gt; said . but its my own fault . why dont i realise it till its gone . yes , i've not given in my all . contrary to what i promised . there's so much more i need to put across . so much more i need to contribute . fuck it . i jus wish i can change . &lt;strong&gt;for real&lt;/strong&gt; . fuck . i'm sorry .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-111702624885578963?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/111702624885578963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=111702624885578963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111702624885578963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111702624885578963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/05/basically-im-damn-disappointed-in.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-111685100403778383</id><published>2005-05-23T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:09.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally done with the instrument (: hais. after alot of nailing / screwing / stapling /sawing . it looked like an apocalypse what with random pieces of wood sticking out everywhere, strings which can't produce a sound, and yes . bah . but i gues if it can produce a sound then its okay la .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now for the report . yawnn lazy laaaa .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for hols okaye . its a mere 4 days away ! i waited 2 months but 4 days seem like a really really REALLYYY long time ! ): nvrmind you can do it izza . 4 days . okaye . (: okay . optimism . tmr i WILL eat yongtaufoo (: and get my mum to payy . im craving so badly RAHH yongtaufoo conquers me like WOW . bahs . okays byee .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-111685100403778383?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/111685100403778383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=111685100403778383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111685100403778383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111685100403778383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/05/finally-done-with-instrument-hais.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-111663987162210910</id><published>2005-05-21T09:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:09.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;9 days to pesta boo! (:(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i cant wait.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i love all of youu! (x&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe! tht sounds like a haiku. (: yayy. me &lt;3s menengah tigas(:(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh have i mentioned ? yesterdae i took 5 successful pics of hertz. FIVE okay ! no one ever took that many xD im prodedd yayy i amm. rawrrs. i cant think of a fwicking musical instrument :/ bahhs. nvm. i wana watch amytiville horror ): so random. one more week to hols and i cant wait ! (:(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-111663987162210910?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/111663987162210910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=111663987162210910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111663987162210910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111663987162210910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/05/9-days-to-pesta-boo-i-cant-wait.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-111642057542795466</id><published>2005-05-18T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:09.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pft was okaye. got 5bs and 1a -__- not good but ohwells. nvm lahh. i think shuttle run is so blah, cus i retested 2 times and only improved by 0.06 seconds -__- but it made me go one grade higher so yay. i loved pe todae :D rugby / jumping over mats / sliding over mats / falling mats / MONKEYBALL / screamings :D i love monkey ball, its the greatest sport in the world. hehes. kayy my maths and hist marks are okaye, not superbly good but as if two okaye marks can pull up all my failures ?! and the rest are all like, 60 +. godd i realleh need to mug my ass off next term, as in seriously seriously MUG. that means,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) to read &lt;strong&gt;educational &lt;/strong&gt;magazines, ie newsweek instead of lime / 8days.&lt;br /&gt;2) to read manymanymanymany malay books and do damn well for tp (tugasan persembahan). cikgu said our bahasa is worse than secones' and tht scares me cus in psch my malay is my best subject and now its rotting away. rahh.&lt;br /&gt;3) to do pts asap. ok obviously thts not happening cus i havent started on physics pt. BAHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok clearly theres more to be added. lazy la. aights tata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-111642057542795466?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/111642057542795466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=111642057542795466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111642057542795466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111642057542795466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/05/boo.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-111624817421872438</id><published>2005-05-16T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:09.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dear God,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so super worried regarding my progress in school. today i heard that bio is only made up of the written test, which i failed, and which makes an F in grade, and which makes a 0.8 in gpa. thats scary, and thats horrendous, and when my parents see my midterm report, they will freak out and tell me that i cant do anything else but study. how, God? i think i will be in probation. which will be determined like, nxt week. thats scary. i think its so unfair. i placed so much hope in my pt which i thought cld help me pass bio! but noooo! im failing bio, and its a realleh bad fail! oh fuck. i cant helpp but feel so fwicking worried. even my other sciences are like, okay kind. doesnt even reach 3.6. im so fwicking jealous how some pple can have 4.0 gpa, and here i am, failing a subject! fuck, this sucks. i dnt know if i can even proceed to secfour, i mean i want to get rp over and done with, go rj, finish a's. but fuck i hate everything so much. dear God, i hope you will help me get an okay gpa overall, enough to not land me in probation. i hope you can ensure that i will work harder next term, stuff more things into my brain, and get much better grades. i know im spposed to be motivated to do even better next term, but all this sucky stuff just diminishes my hopes and faith. i wish sch doesnt exist. wont the world be a better place, God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3, troubled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: but dear God, thanks for placing the ibook safe and sound in fiz's hands :D i feel happy for her. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-111624817421872438?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/111624817421872438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=111624817421872438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111624817421872438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111624817421872438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/05/dear-god-i-am-so-super-worried.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-111616379351402979</id><published>2005-05-15T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:09.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hihi i miss my best frens ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best fren #1: purple nike sweater (who's whiny's best fren too)! nyehh i miss you and you're at sch under my table. a long long distance from here ): i love you cus you always make me feel warm, comfort me with your utter softness, and brighten me up with your sheer purpleness(: i &lt;3 you! come home soon. sobb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best fren #2: scotts' yong tau foo (who's whiny's and myrah's best fren too)! i ate you like last wednesdae? thats damn long ago and i miss you so! rahh! ): rmb the time we waited for one hour for your stall to open? hehe. you always make my day and i indulge in you. but i want you! i want you right now! )))))):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best fren #3: identity shall not be revealed :D but acc to whiny, if we get lost in a forest we can roast her and we will all be full and happy :D but pork isnt halal! then what is she! a mixture of elephant + pig + cow? ahahaa! but without her we'll die of hunger if we ever get lost in a forest. i &lt;3 you secret person! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-111616379351402979?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/111616379351402979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=111616379351402979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111616379351402979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111616379351402979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/05/hihi-i-miss-my-best-frens-best-fren-1.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-111607197707953602</id><published>2005-05-14T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:09.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyheysss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okaye ora 05 was boring. hahas &gt;,&lt; for one, the canteen makes me feel so claustrophobic. and hot. i mean how do you survive with manymanymany other pple without fans. POOF. second, it didnt seem anything like a.. funfair? like everyone was shouting and pushing and yeah. okayes. but i loved the otak2 :D funn! and the waffles. whee sec2s you rawk (x and i spent like 10 bucks on nonsense and rubbish. food which i got sick of halfway :D yeaa, jus for the sake of supporting the cca/grp right? heee and i loved sailing's hair thingy! :D when i went to cut my hair, the person said it looked nice and flowerish! :D hahas! oh yeah i cut my hair. LIKE FINALLY it doesnt look spastic and weird anymore. hehes. iim damn tired. okaye? i dont like to wake up early :D ok dah lah. im gona bathe and watch oc and slp. hello i want oc mix 2! )))): oh i watched fallen idol junnow! i think if paula realleh wants to date a contestant, she shd go for clay aiken. i mean clay is so hot and sweet! okaye! dont like corey ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-111607197707953602?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/111607197707953602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=111607197707953602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111607197707953602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111607197707953602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/05/heyheysss.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-111580715473487243</id><published>2005-05-11T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:08.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;addicted// kelly clarkson&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like you're a drug&lt;br /&gt;It's like you're a demon I can't face down&lt;br /&gt;It's like I'm stuck&lt;br /&gt;It's like I'm running from you all the time&lt;br /&gt;And I know I let you have all the power&lt;br /&gt;It's like the only company I seek is misery all around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like you're a leech&lt;br /&gt;Sucking the life from me&lt;br /&gt;It's like I can't breathe&lt;br /&gt;Without you inside of me&lt;br /&gt;And I know I let you have all the power&lt;br /&gt;And I realize I'm never gonna quit you over time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like I can't breathe&lt;br /&gt;It's like I can't see anything&lt;br /&gt;Nothing but you&lt;br /&gt;I'm addicted to you&lt;br /&gt;It's like I can't think&lt;br /&gt;Without you interrupting me&lt;br /&gt;In my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;In my dreams&lt;br /&gt;You've taken over me&lt;br /&gt;It's like I'm not me&lt;br /&gt;It's like I'm not me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like I'm lost&lt;br /&gt;It's like I'm giving up slowly&lt;br /&gt;It's like you're a ghost that's haunting me&lt;br /&gt;Leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;And I know these voices in my head&lt;br /&gt;Are mine alone&lt;br /&gt;And I know I'll never change my ways&lt;br /&gt;If I don't give you up now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like I can't breathe&lt;br /&gt;It's like I can't see anything&lt;br /&gt;Nothing but you&lt;br /&gt;I'm addicted to you&lt;br /&gt;It's like I can't think&lt;br /&gt;Without you interrupting me&lt;br /&gt;In my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;In my dreams&lt;br /&gt;You've taken over me&lt;br /&gt;It's like I'm not me&lt;br /&gt;It's like I'm not me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hooked on you&lt;br /&gt;I need a fix&lt;br /&gt;I can't take it&lt;br /&gt;Just one more hit&lt;br /&gt;I promise I can deal with it&lt;br /&gt;I'll handle it, quit it&lt;br /&gt;Just one more time&lt;br /&gt;Then that's it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like I can't breathe&lt;br /&gt;It's like I can't see anything&lt;br /&gt;Nothing but youI'm addicted to you&lt;br /&gt;It's like I can't think&lt;br /&gt;Without you interrupting me&lt;br /&gt;In my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;In my dreams&lt;br /&gt;You've taken over me&lt;br /&gt;It's like I'm not me&lt;br /&gt;It's like I'm not me&lt;div 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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-9764309.post-111572107449502674</id><published>2005-05-10T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:08.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hiehies!(: today's a disappointing dae. but its okay, i shall remain optimistic. hrms. bah! i dont want marissa and alex to be a les coupleee.. its like so traumatising and sad ): boo. anyway today wynne tang xin yi bought me white muskk. yay i loveeee &lt;3333 i love xinyi tang wynne! lovelovelove! :D hahas. got back mly paper tdy. im surprised i din fail, but disappointed in myself still. kecewa. hampa. whatever. its sadd. got back maths and i din do so well either. bah. WTH IS WRONG WITH ME. kae patience patience. i wish they will jus give all the papers at once. to elevate my suffering. HAIS HAIS. damn, i think i'll get 2.something gpa for this semester. which ABSOLUTELY SUCKS BECAUSE the last time i had 3.0 and i thought it so really really sucked. godd. i mean so much for improving. how can we improve if the standard keeps increasing?! sch realleh sucks okay. im jus gona screw up my sec3 and either stay back or be kicked out. or maybe i shall kick myself out since i will be kicked out anyway. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im undergoing major recession. i have 50 bucks for the rest of the month. thats like, LITTLE. damn damn. bah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-111572107449502674?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/111572107449502674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=111572107449502674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111572107449502674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111572107449502674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/05/hiehies-todays-disappointing-dae.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-111529993745653313</id><published>2005-05-05T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:08.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wheeee i feel lame today! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yayy. today me and myrah celebrated one more day to end of eoi :D gahaha. it was unintentional, really. i promised to be guai today but gah. anyways we went to paragon to get free starbucks. wheeee. then we went to metro cus i wanted to look at chiobu sportsbras! and sloggis. ahahaha. thenn we walked past gio junior and we saw chio wristbands! so myrah bought the orange and pink ones (same as mine cus she crushes me :D) and i bought yellow. haha step waddle. heee and then we saw CUTEEEE tshirts! you noe the cow thingy. the logo for gio junior. yeayea damn cute! haha okk so we bought one each :D and aft tht we intended to go home. like SERIOUSLY. okk but we walked past heeren and myrah saw her swatch and i saw my roxy so we shopped at heeren at myrah went to nike. THENN we decided to go to suntec cus the nike there is hugeee and they have the hiphop collection. kaes. so we went there and myrah stopped at 95864568 swatch shops gosh so irritating. gahaha. and we went to nike adidas and royal sporting and myrah was like practically trying every single bag la. so spas. then we went to buy food and walked to citylink where we saw this chio shop with chio bags and shiny stuffies! AHH I CRUSH! yay myrahs buying me the green one cus im nice enuff to let her have the pink one. but i want the pink oneeee its so bimbo ): hais. im nice. gahh my crush makes me spend so much money. i shd crush someone who will make me a thrifty person! ): but i still crush my crush! haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-111529993745653313?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/111529993745653313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=111529993745653313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111529993745653313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111529993745653313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/05/wheeee-i-feel-lame-today-d-yayy_05.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-111529990232788412</id><published>2005-05-05T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:08.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wheeee i feel lame today! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yayy. today me and myrah celebrated one more day to end of eoi :D gahaha. it was unintentional, really. i promised to be guai today but gah. anyways we went to paragon to get free starbucks. wheeee. then we went to metro cus i wanted to look at chiobu sportsbras! and sloggis. ahahaha. thenn we walked past gio junior and we saw chio wristbands! so myrah bought the orange and pink ones (same as mine cus she crushes me :D) and i bought yellow. haha step waddle. heee and then we saw CUTEEEE tshirts! you noe the cow thingy. the logo for gio junior. yeayea damn cute! haha okk so we bought one each :D and aft tht we intended to go home. like SERIOUSLY. okk but we walked past heeren and myrah saw her swatch and i saw my roxy so we shopped at heeren at myrah went to nike. THENN we decided to go to suntec cus the nike there is hugeee and they have the hiphop collection. kaes. so we went there and myrah stopped at 95864568 swatch shops gosh so irritating. gahaha. and we went to nike adidas and royal sporting and myrah was like practically trying every single bag la. so spas. then we went to buy food and walked to citylink where we saw this chio shop with chio bags and shiny stuffies! AHH I CRUSH! yay myrahs buying me the green one cus im nice enuff to let her have the pink one. but i want the pink oneeee its so bimbo ): hais. im nice. gahh my crush makes me spend so much money. i shd crush someone who will make me a thrifty person! ): but i still crush my crush! haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-111529990232788412?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/111529990232788412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=111529990232788412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111529990232788412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111529990232788412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/05/wheeee-i-feel-lame-today-d-yayy.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-111520055341111275</id><published>2005-05-04T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:08.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;go downhill from here, i'm not afraid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;every window pane is shattering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;cutting up my words before i speak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;this is how it feels to not believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahh im so pissed my entry disappeared. SPASTIC. everythings so spas la, like the train junnow. hrmpft. 3 more papers to go! not alot. not at all. i love my life okay? hahas. ohwells. i wana take spastic neos again. jeremy! :D amos! hezhi! HAHAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-111520055341111275?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/111520055341111275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=111520055341111275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111520055341111275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111520055341111275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/05/go-downhill-from-here-im-not-afraid.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-111503715258151742</id><published>2005-05-02T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:08.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh bah eoi's tmr and im panicking like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE&lt;br /&gt;1) i havent memorised peribahasa's.&lt;br /&gt;2) i dont knw whats industrial and whats not.&lt;br /&gt;3) everything is jus one lump of disorganised shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kae but whatever. todae went to myrah's hse to study but apparently we were not productive? hahahas. kept getting distracted by a walk to remember :D:D and the ugly stepsister thingy. hahas. bahhh lahhh. this so sucks. im hungry and i feel like eating yongtaufoo and hopefully wynne and myrah wont be a geek tmr so can go eat with them :D hahaha whatever byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-111503715258151742?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/111503715258151742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=111503715258151742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111503715258151742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111503715258151742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/05/oh-bah-eois-tmr-and-im-panicking-like.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-111486039073357180</id><published>2005-04-30T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:08.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;misty watercolor memories&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;of the way we were.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas. i &lt;3 rg bahasers. they rock to the bones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways! bahas todae. yupyups. met fads and am to buy stuff for bahasers, but we din in the end cus we wanted to rush to get good seats! boo ): i saw someoneee! so kental! :D haha. yahhs. the bahas itself was great, our bahasers were greaaaat (x infinity!) and our pts were concrete! thts what i thought from the bahas we had during mly. i meannn our points were so solidd. and we were defensive? oh pls. its bahas lahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw alot of chio pple today! :D hahaha. i think im turning les cus i love chio pple! kae random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighhs i realleh think they have sth against us. or raffles. dont knw. but i felt so sadded lahh cus like last year sji won and we felt sad for ri and this year they won again and of course we felt sadder! ): andd i thot the bahasers realleh realleh deservedd to win cus they sacrificed so much esp with eois nxt week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;): but rock on. love you manymanymany &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hrm im pissed at someone. but whateverla.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-111486039073357180?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/111486039073357180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=111486039073357180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111486039073357180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111486039073357180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/04/misty-watercolor-memories-of-way-we.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-111460204321224813</id><published>2005-04-27T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:08.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wahlau my printer jus got busted okay. LIKE I NEED MY CHEM NOTES LA grrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okk neways. today was a fine day. sch was yeaaa finee. then aft sch myrah begged and screamed at me like some kental person to hlp her buy food which she jus ate like ydae? -___- kae so went with wynne to &lt;a href="mailto:picnic@scotts"&gt;picnic@scotts&lt;/a&gt; for the 3rd time in a row! pfffts. okk so ate yamiyoghurt and coffee bean :D spent like 5 bucks for this small teeny cup? -__- then went back to sch to finish up hist essay. and studieddd histtt tilllll my eyees got superr sleepyyyyy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went home. how climatic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-111460204321224813?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/111460204321224813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=111460204321224813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111460204321224813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111460204321224813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/04/wahlau-my-printer-jus-got-busted-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-111452094849299966</id><published>2005-04-26T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:08.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im dying.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god save me; please make me stop worrying bout marks.&lt;br /&gt;but pls tell me how can i not worry?!&lt;br /&gt;failing &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;twice&lt;/span&gt; is not a joke. AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;the nxt thing i know i'll be repeating sec3 nxt yr.&lt;br /&gt;and the nxt nxt thing? dont wana imagine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;fuck, i nvr imagined &lt;u&gt;i&lt;/u&gt; can get so bad.&lt;br /&gt;fuck im so disappointed in myself.&lt;br /&gt;i dont feel like studying anymoree. somehow all confidence/hope/faith has diminished.&lt;br /&gt;its so diff from sectwo, i always had nice marks to drive me on.&lt;br /&gt;but wht abt secthree mans. it sucks to the bones.&lt;br /&gt;everthing bout it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and wht abt 2.4, where i gave up jus cus of a bloody stitch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;WTH la.&lt;br /&gt;screw you, secthree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck this superficial academic world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-111452094849299966?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/111452094849299966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=111452094849299966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111452094849299966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111452094849299966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/04/im-dying.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-111435345568578420</id><published>2005-04-24T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:08.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;your hand's all i have&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to keep me hanging on.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear person, ynoe i like + appreciate you for who you are. i knw tht pple have their own weaknesses and strengths. person, i saw your weaknesses, and how it made you act in un-nice ways. it made me change my whole mindset abt you, dear person. but i knw that i cant change a person, i can only change my thoughts about a person. and thts exactly wht im attempting to do. to make myself think you're the same nice old youu. dear person, i dont knw what happened along the line. what made you change to the way you are now. changes are inevitable, yes. but dear person, why did all the changes hafta affect me? maybe you dont see wht you did. maybe you lack sensitivity. but person, you are doing this &lt;strong&gt;again. &lt;/strong&gt;please, person. all i want is the old youu and the inner friend. the real friend. whatever it is, i hopee all the anger wld have subsided. it has for me. im giving me another try, and i hope you can help me in tht. i miss all the nice times we had ): somehow things are not the same agn. i dont wana fall into the same mistake again. please help me. as much as i wana be there for you, hope you'll be there for me too. love you person &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-111435345568578420?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/111435345568578420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=111435345568578420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111435345568578420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111435345568578420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/04/your-hands-all-i-haveto-keep-me.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-111422806045042484</id><published>2005-04-23T11:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:08.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hihihihihihi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay that hihi-ness was so secone. bah. anywayyeee aaaah i lovee aa so much &lt;333 whee. it started out with the irritating brownies. cheryl nagging and whining at me. tammie talking bout chiobus (x and the rushing like shit to get a cab. and i forgot my phone + invitation card + money + consent form. and my badge dropped off like wth. so i was shit pissified la. bah so had to do an invi card for ri01. like on the spot. and cldnt find paper. damn i wish paper grew on trees ): but anw. when i finally got paper. the card was like damn spastic and urghhh. sorry 01 ): bah. then when we were setting up our food we realised it looked... inadequate? yea nice word to put it. so we were like bahh. then jiaying went ta get biscuits frm pb room :D and then everything looked chio again! yay! (: then we watched the performance abit. aaaaaah i like sji perf it was so blahdee cute. breakdance cum indian dance! hahaha. and everything was nice and everyone was so highh. wheeeee. aah and the exsecfours cameee! damn damn chio. aaaah i crushh &lt;3 they sang thts what frens are for and another song which we din get to watch ): but it was damn nice. then the sec4 dance was highifying. yayy! aft which we cntued doing refreshments. and hahas everyone was raiding the drinks table ): hadta run here and there to get water la please. sighs. yayy i loveee everyone(: hope we passed hostess. &lt;3 you all. hope i'll give in my everything everytime. rgguides forever*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-111422806045042484?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/111422806045042484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=111422806045042484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111422806045042484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111422806045042484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/04/hihihihihihi-okay-that-hihi-ness-was.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-111407756003004119</id><published>2005-04-21T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:08.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;swimming through sick lullabies,&lt;br /&gt;choking on your alibis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee i &lt;3 tht song! reminds me of oc when they went to the killers concert. heee. anw i din update bout taufiks showcase. i must i must! hehes anyways it was DAMN DAMN NICE. i've been deprived from taufikness for so long and tht was sucha remedy :D anw i got lousy seats. DUH. so much for vip seats la. but sokay. it was still funn! the band was niceee taufik was smooth and i love his danceeeeeeeeeee aaaaaaaaaaah. faints. but i hate the slutty dancers ): bah EXTRA. aft tht kak aleza sneaked me in backstage. but she din let dynn go in :/ hrmpfts. but i was like super extra la. lucky theres kak toffii :D but still. he came in and layan-ed all his family members and we were like, extraaaa. hrms. oooh then suhaimi yusoff was layaning his cousins (the kids) and taufik was like, eh whats this, kids show ah! hahaha. damn cute please. i love taufiks bro. so fwicking cool. mark! hahahas. yea but thts about it. he had to go out to sign stuff ): but my mum got this hugeeee taufik billboard poster which is damn gorgeous. it covers the whole of my mirror :D whee. niceeeee &lt;33333 taufik i miss youu so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;newaes tdae bahas was okay. but i thot my script sucked. so disjointed. hrmms. then todae alot of amusing things happened la. like myrah banging the top of her table on wynne's head xD ahahaha. then wynne had this weird expression cus she so din expect tht to happen. HAHAHA AMUSING BYEBYE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-111407756003004119?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/111407756003004119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=111407756003004119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111407756003004119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111407756003004119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/04/swimming-through-sick-lullabies.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-111401253439715965</id><published>2005-04-20T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:07.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bah im fwicking annoyed. i hate maths to the bones okay. maths doesnt deserve to exist. BAAAAH. and i cant fwicking write a bahas script la. myrah where are you! )): oh man my melayu is like.. koyak rabak. copak capik. whatever. im so sleepy la i dunno what im typing. owells im jus gona talk shit tmr. gaaaaaaah ohmyfuck i hate sch so much. bah bah bah this is not called life at all. WHINEEEEES.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-111401253439715965?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/111401253439715965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=111401253439715965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111401253439715965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111401253439715965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/04/bah-im-fwicking-annoyed.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-111382546778162833</id><published>2005-04-18T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:07.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh maaaan ares is fwicking sloww. speed up baby. i need my entertainment quick quick quick!sighs. anywayy yepp the casino is confirmed. like yeaaaaa there wld be more gejala sosial-s and pple comitting suicide and all. gahs whatever. my mum said we CAN migrate by 2009 :DDDDD hahaha im so sure she means it but but if we are migrating i wana go migrate to orange county okay okay okay (((: wheeees. i can live in marissa's house! and go to sch with seth! :D hahas whateverr. gues what. the taufik showcase is TOMORROW! tmr((((((((: yay yay yay. vip seats ahaha. fun fun. aft that one night of fun then its back to work ): talk about bahness. sch is super smart. they stuff us with LOADSSS of pts and give us like on week to study for eoi's? wahlau. thanks so much la. i so wont fail chem. and phy. but whatever. life goes on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-111382546778162833?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/111382546778162833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=111382546778162833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111382546778162833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111382546778162833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/04/oh-maaaan-ares-is-fwicking-sloww.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-111374570003611940</id><published>2005-04-17T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:07.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i finished bio. at last(: i shall nvr ever want to see the word mangrove anymore. or sbwr. or all the other disgusting and gross words. whees. kaees anywayy i crush the rgbahasers! they're so damn pro and commited and what nots &lt;333 yayy we'll show our might! go youu all!! :D yayy they are hotter than hotbods. heheeee. now i can watch orange county in peace. ryan is so smart i aspire to be like him(: kae what a pointless entry. byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-111374570003611940?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/111374570003611940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=111374570003611940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111374570003611940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111374570003611940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-finished-bio.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-111356668369964909</id><published>2005-04-15T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:07.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello everyone! welcome to the stupid club! for stupid pple like me! no actually im the only stupid one. in this world. so nvm. bahs. i cant take failures la okaes. fwuck it. fwuck it i shd have taken double sci hist geog okay. aft all geog was my best subject. fwuck la. bio sucks. i cld nvr do bio la whats wrong with me. bahhhhs. oh man i feel like dropping bio RIGHT NOW. and happily join sarah in double sci class. eyyy i hate school like fwicking shit okay. sch deserves to DIEEE. bahs i cant wait for the day when i last see rgs sch gate. whatever. im so pissed la okay. so much for not failing anything this year! of course you hafta learn from mistakes. but how do i friggin learn anything if everything jus pulls me down. fuck it la i hate sch like fucking shit. and bio. like as if i can do well for pt. FWUCK LAAAAA. IM SO PISSED AT MYSELFFFF. go and dieeeeee. i want an overdose of sleeping pilllssssss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-111356668369964909?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/111356668369964909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=111356668369964909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111356668369964909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111356668369964909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/04/hello-everyone-welcome-to-stupid-club.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-111339150697781281</id><published>2005-04-13T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:07.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyaaas. i shall forget bout being irritated for awhile. okaes. mswu jus added me on frenster :\ is that weird or what. teehee. nvm i feel inspired to do better in ss! yeaaa baybee! yarrite &gt;,&lt; pfft. nvm it still serves as an inspiration(: whees today guides was fun cus we made the chiochio souvenirs. and watched the perf(((: wheees aa makes me feel so warm and fuzzy inside. HAHA. and i have yet to buy aa pressies and the brownie stuffs. mmms. im bored. i get bored easily. i was bored at sch and wrote a noteyy to amin and scanned it and emailed it :D not slenger at all. hrms. kae thats all. i feel so irritated tht bio is lasting foreverrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. grrrs. byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-111339150697781281?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/111339150697781281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=111339150697781281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111339150697781281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111339150697781281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/04/heyaaas.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-111330009801526323</id><published>2005-04-12T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:07.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fuck im so annoyed pls. i hate bio like fwicking sheeeeeeeet. and i shall hate it for the rest of my lifeee ): urgh it sucks. i dont knw why the stupid sungei buloh is suitable to be an outdoor classrm! grrrrhs. irritating please. im so pisseddddd i haaaate pts hwk and school they all suck like shit ))))))):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy and i wanted to watch abit of oc. ABIT. but i ended up watcching the whole episode and i have no mood to ctnue doing bio ): grrrs this sucks. oc is so addictive lahs. adam brody's in my head. NOT BIO. NOT MANGROVES. grrrrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ffffine whatever i gues its jus 1 and a half more years of tolerating this rg nonsense of pts and whatsoever. pfffts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-111330009801526323?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/111330009801526323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=111330009801526323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111330009801526323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111330009801526323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/04/fuck-im-so-annoyed-pls.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-111327931535041865</id><published>2005-04-12T12:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:07.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>boos. okay sports fest was fine. not as fantabulous as last year ))): and SOME of the secones were irritating. in the morning. ): sighhs. and we forgot the diamond formation so we taught them in like 10 mins? ms amy said its a miracle that the massdance leaders did it :D hahas. and then we hadta rush for marchpass. din even eat properly. and we peptalked the secones :D ahahs. told them we'd give them their REWARDS aft their massdance and then they started smiling agains(: haha then marchpass was funneh. aft that went to the top to watch massdance and... ((((: yayyeee. cld see everyone smiling and yeaaas it was so happifying lars. so massdance was OVERRRRRRRR. WHEEEEEEES :D:D me and yenn were so fwicking happeh! hahas. we gave them their hersheys which was melted )))): sosososo sorryyyyy dears. stupid sunn. kaeee then afterwards were the events. and i did relay. AGAIN(x hahahas. cept tht this year there were not many baton droppings like last year :/ and then it rained and we started cheering THUNDERATION! :D ahahas. so hadta wait for the rain to stop and we ate junk food and stuffs. and suvien came :D:D whees. and then the chrleaders danced and our cowgirl thing was so funkayy((: yayyee. welldone people. and to 104 and 109. despite the screamings at you all and the getting fwucking pissed and annoyed, we lovee you all for being such sweeties(: and we noe who's gona be the sec2 massdance capt next year! :D funkeyy righttt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-111327931535041865?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/111327931535041865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=111327931535041865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111327931535041865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111327931535041865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/04/boos.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-111305011791295753</id><published>2005-04-09T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:07.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;theres still a little bit of your words i long to hear.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;boo! anywayy firstly. i waaaant to saaaaay CONGRATS TO RGBAHAS FOR GETTING INTO THE SEMIS YAYYEEE! :D finally i can watch. yayyees. hehes otay. kae todays firstaid was okay altho i was feelin shit sleepehh. hrmpft. ohh and my old manito revealed herself! :D isaaaa(x hahahas. okay and there were more gory pics of pple being stabbed and pple being swallowed by snakes wth ): i think i will faint before attempting firstaid? sighhs. the test is tmr but i havent studieddd): talk about lazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ooh today i went to buy giodarno wristbands and the brightbright clrs made me highh! :D yay and sarah bought the same ones as me. funkayfunkay. wheees i miss shoppingg. sighs. and im slacking cus of the longgg weekend. whee and I CANT WAIT FOR SPORTSFEST! :D:D hopee all the being stressed will pay thru &gt;,&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-111305011791295753?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/111305011791295753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=111305011791295753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111305011791295753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111305011791295753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/04/theres-still-little-bit-of-your-words.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-111296452613666863</id><published>2005-04-08T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:07.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>boo HELLO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate fridays. fridays always suck. even tho the next day means the weekend but MY weekend means 9 hours of firstaid. pfffts some kinda weekend. NEVERMINDD i shall remain optimistic. cus firstaid is fun and the guy said my cpr was good so.. :D:D wheees anyways yarh back to FRIDAYS. okk we started the day doing ENGLISH CORRECTIONS. not boring at all. then was maths and all the set-tish stuff and then assemblyy. the shoe guy came again from 2 years ago and i got mortons foot!):): hrmpft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okk im fucking annoyed. hahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok back to the topic. aft bio was guides and i was already feeling superduperbuper sleepeh cus of the stupid microscopes. garrh. but then its okay cus i had fun doing gadgets :D even tho we din pass. at least i dont think so. then it was painting the deco stuff then was clearing up so guides ended quite late and i was pissed at the bus for being so crowded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh HAHAHA YOU KNOW WHAT. wynne said that the moonflowers on hezhi's head suck up all the nutrients from her brains so the flowers are smarter than her ahahaha :D:D omgosh so fwickking funneh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fasterrrr one tree hill fasterr downloadd!! ))): bahh stupid thing air so late for what. sighs. im itching to watch oc 2 also(: cus mischa is sooooooooo chiooooooooooo arrhhh why do pple like her exist):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-111296452613666863?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/111296452613666863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=111296452613666863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111296452613666863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111296452613666863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/04/boo-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-111286923663909846</id><published>2005-04-07T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:07.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>elloeees! i had a nonsensy day today. cuss of WYNNE! omg she makes me feel so nonsensy. jus now she was playing with my moonflower. AS USUAL. then she sprayed it on hezhi's HAIR! ahaha. then she wrote, &lt;strong&gt;dear diary, today hezhi sprouted a moonflower on her head. at least it smells like one&lt;/strong&gt;. HAHAHAH. so right, since moonflower only grows in deserts. so we were assuming that since moonflowers grew on hezhi's head then her head must be a desert! ahahha! :D so dear hezhi! are you aware that you have cactuses on your head! and oooh i see camels! reallllll sexay camels!(: oooh funkay funkay. and i fink we're obsessed with greeenteaaaa. yayy there's green tea bottles everywhereeee. and ame called us the greentea freaks :D YUMYUMYUM. hahas todayy thiock wasnt funny. he found out what a body wave was but he din wana demo! omgg so saddd. i have a feeling his bodywave is sososo beautiful ): what a terrible terrible waste. nevermind. aft that we corrected his english. yayy we shld have speakgoodenglish workshops. SPEAK GOOD ENGLISH!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my tears are turning in to time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-111286923663909846?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/111286923663909846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=111286923663909846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111286923663909846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111286923663909846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/04/elloeees-i-had-nonsensy-day-today.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-111261708900508336</id><published>2005-04-04T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:07.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>boos(: haha. today mrthio ceekayy made me so giggly and fuzzy inside :D i crush him with all my heart and soul! hehe &lt;3333 bahh anways im so sadded. cus i got booked today cus of SOCKS. so did hezh but thats not the point. the point is that she said i shd have the responsibility to buy new socks. uhh HELLO. do you think socks is top on my worry list! i mean i noee its part of discipline and whatever lar but its like i have a million of stuff to do and here you are irritating me cus of socks! bahh. i hateee itt. its like term 2, 3 bookings. bahh. might as well dont wear socks at all right! bah socks. BAH SOCKS. okayy fine its jus a booking. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayys i read chicken soup. haha(: and its so fuzzyyy and touchinggg. inspiring okayy(: and it says that a hug is everythinggg that can make your dayy so HERE I AM TO HUGG YOUUU(: ahahas. and i was jus thinking that. despite the sadness anger and everything, i reallyyy value each person who has walked into my life in someway or another(: reallyyy. i really love all these pple even if i dont express it much but thanks so much for being part of me(: yepps this world is a superficial one. and we humans are superficial as well. butbut yeahh despite all the superficiality theres the loveee which intertwines all of us and thats what matters right(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy. and one more thing. i love my mum to bits and pieces(((: muax.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-111261708900508336?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/111261708900508336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=111261708900508336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111261708900508336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111261708900508336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/04/boos-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-111234875207859582</id><published>2005-04-01T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:07.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahah helloeeee. todaee is aprils fools day! :D mmhm so mswu played a tricked on us. and i fell for it. KINDA. ahaha. cus she said there was a globalization essay quiz. 40 mins, 20% for summative. then like, i took out my paper. cleared my table. so we were all ready to start. and then she opened a ppt which said HAPPY APRIL FOOLS DAY ._o HRMPFT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha part two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeshh english! :D haha. two tricks on joanteo :D yeaaa first one was tiffy hiding in the cupboard. knock knock knock. and joanteo kept thinking it was someone outside the door. so she checked BOTH doors like every 5 sesc?! tskk. then tiffy went out to boo her. haha and she said she was still recovering from shock :D thenn we set the clock halfhour earlier. so 1.40 we asked for dismissal! and she din believe us. so she checked her phone and her time was only 1.10 -_- ahahah. then she went out to another class to confirm the time. and me and tiffy were likeee, trying not to make her come in while we adjust the clock back! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas. so psycho but so fun. then she released us 5 mins earlier which i thot was a trick too &gt;,&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okk lets talk bout ydae. ydae i was damn shitified cus cus. 1) i was scolded my ang gay leng. all cus we were talking bout chewinggum? pfft. 2) i jus felt like i was slacking BIGTIME. 3) i jus felt like a LAZYYYY STUPIDDD GIRLLLLLLLLLL. 4) THERES SO MANY THINGS HAPPENING AND SO MUCH STUFF TO DO. STOP, TIME, STOPPPPPPPP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wokayy madness. but bahh really. i mean i have like 2937074 hwk left from hols and all. plus penerbitan stuff. plus pioneering. i really wana do well but my pioneering is like shit. plus massdance. bahhhhhhhhhhhhh. i jus want to flyyy to somewhere else where i can forget bout all these shit! hrmpft. and its only the first week of term2. FIRST, i repeat. hello, school is like a marathon on the first week of sch. since when! garhh. plus theres first aid on sunday. and sunday is my relax dayy ))))):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bah im so sadded. and that bit bout "guides suck" really disturbs me =X &lt;strike&gt;bah secones.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-111234875207859582?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/111234875207859582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=111234875207859582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111234875207859582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111234875207859582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/04/ahah-helloeeee.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-111201679178702726</id><published>2005-03-28T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:07.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hehe today i still got overdued bdae wishes :D funfun. and THANKYOU NATALIE ONGGG FOR YOUR SLIPPERS :D haha nattay. we have the same exact concise specific precise taste :D how fun! yayy orchidian! ahahah. cant wait for next camp to rape you again xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hehh. school was alrite i guess. aft sch went to bugis to buy cable port for my phone. mannn it costs like 48 bucks pleasee. 20 more than the nokia one. bahh. i guess cus the phones were cheap when i bought it, they make the accessories expensive? but bahh had no choice. aft all i had to upload the gazillions of pics from gazillion of years ago. sighh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;okay im updating everyday whats wrong with me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;okayy. anywayy im rushing thru maths. thats for being ultra lazy during hols! sighh maths. its so susah and so much and BAHH. i hate coord geo larh please. bahbahbah. okiee takper. perseverance babyy. ooh i love the siemens mobile phone manager! its sooooo fun! :D ahaha. fun lahh. kae thats all byebye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-111201679178702726?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/111201679178702726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=111201679178702726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111201679178702726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111201679178702726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/03/hehe-today-i-still-got-overdued-bdae.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-111191528532840749</id><published>2005-03-27T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:07.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>theres school tmr. mann i  told my mum i wana pon sch and she screamed at me ): good luck to me. mmm term 2 i realleh have to un-slack. now that sajak/drama/guides camp is over. of course theres more to comeee. ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mums leaving for chicago tonite. i wish i can follow so i can miss one week of sch! ahaha. I WISH. and the plane ride's like.. 26 hours! thats so... WHEE. ahaha. and you know what. i havent finish hwk. and sch's tmr. wheee for meeeee. im too lazy to take out the worksheets and do them. and my maths workings are so untidy and ugly that i refuse to look at them and continue doing. haish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what crap, so much for not slacking. sigh. term 2, you betta be good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-111191528532840749?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/111191528532840749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=111191528532840749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111191528532840749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111191528532840749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/03/theres-school-tmr.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-111184906822591201</id><published>2005-03-26T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:07.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;fifteen(: yayy thankss everyoneee for your wishes love and everything! hahas. lovee youu all(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha wokayy i like najibb. whee he looks good and smells good and is good :D ahaha. technicians rule okayy! yayy. dian is so kental im deeply in love with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mc: mempersembahkan, sekolah menengah choa chu kang!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dian: huh? sekolah menengah syafiqah?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woahahaha. tak slenger. AT ALL(: hahas. then we were watching the rest perform. and thennn there was one sch who off-ed the lights for a few mins. and we realised WE WERE DANCING IN THT KIND OF DARKNESS! ahahaha. super dark okay, from the audience's view. funny lahs. sighsigh. ahaha hot bods!(: yayy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but im so sick of your pride damnit ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okk then went home and went to swensens @ crown prince. for dinnerrr. yayy. then went shopping for a bdae pressie from myself to myself :D ahaha. and i saw this superrduper chiobu billabong jacket. whoaaaaaaaaaaaa so chioooo it deserves to be mine and only mine! ): whiness. kae larh takper i shall bersabar and save moneyy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okk bbye im sleepy like shit(: happy bdae self! i love you self!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-111184906822591201?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/111184906822591201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=111184906822591201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111184906822591201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111184906822591201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/03/fifteen-yayy-thankss-everyoneee-for.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><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-9764309.post-111175447196163693</id><published>2005-03-25T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:09:06.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;cus my heart keeps falling faster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joel madden! i lovee him &lt;3 ahah.&lt;br /&gt;hrm lets see what i did today. today i sat down. watched pple smile, watched them laugh. watched them enjoy what you would call a &lt;strong&gt;life&lt;/strong&gt;. happy pple(: of course, i cld only watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeaaas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh ydae i watched shutter. its so suicidal! really. hmm there was once where the girl slashed her wrists and it was like manymany slashes on one wrist. freakkyyy ))): her hands were like all bloody and stuff pleasee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahaha. not random okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bahh. i dont know what to say anymore. okkla i'll go sort out my sajak stuff take out things to bring and cry myself to slp. yayy. bbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764309-111175447196163693?l=ilovefique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/feeds/111175447196163693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9764309&amp;postID=111175447196163693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111175447196163693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9764309/posts/default/111175447196163693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefique.blogspot.com/2005/03/cus-my-heart-keeps-falling-faster.html' title=''/><author><name>izza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
