<?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-9303504</id><updated>2011-04-22T13:04:15.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[mY sO CaLLEd LifE]</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>73</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-111383967994971236</id><published>2005-04-18T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T23:54:39.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>terrible..terrible flu</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Gosh! Im sick! Ouh well.. Whats new huh?? Im down with a flu. A very terrible flu. Been 'achooing' since yesterday. And i apperantly cant stop. And I didnt get any sleep last nyte bcoz my nose was very irritating. It irritate the heck out of me. I only get to sleep at about 5am. And its almost my wake up tyme to go to skool. So i decided not to go school coz i'll be having my NAFA test later on at 3.15pm. Im sick and i ddint get any rest so, thats basically explains it. My mom's yacking at me again. Bcoz i keep missing skool. I told her that i miss school bcoz im sick not bcoz im lazy. And she asked me if i wanna continue studying or not. (O_o) Well, Im back to skool tmorrow. I have to. Or else ppl will be yacking at me again. And i certainly dont want that to happen coz my ears are sore, really, im not kidding! Well, thats it for tday. Bfore my computer hangs on me AGAIN! Blardy hell!! Im so gonna smash this computer up when i lose my patience. I swear!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;To my lurvely one,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Im just mad at what u've done that's all. Im so glad everything's settle. Now, im not mad anymore. I just dont want u to repeat the same mistake. Just tell me next tyme okie. And pls, u noe whats important rite bebeh, for this point in tyme. Yes, i was angry yesterday but that doesnt mean that i wanna leave u. Tak terlintas pon kat hati i . Im just sorry for making u in that state yesterday. I am. I love u. U noe that. : x &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;PS: Dun ever say that u are not worth my kiss. Dun ever say all those things u said yesterday okie. U are worth it, No matter what. I love u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v435/girltommy/F-AOGTli1cOW7kygQgZSR-nA.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;{&gt;*&lt;} My everything {&gt;*&lt;}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-111383967994971236?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/111383967994971236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/111383967994971236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2005/04/terribleterrible-flu.html' title='terrible..terrible flu'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-111374648070097528</id><published>2005-04-17T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T22:26:27.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my eyes burn frm these tears..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank you so much, and now im offically &lt;em&gt;hurt...&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/9303504-111374648070097528?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/111374648070097528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/111374648070097528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-eyes-burn-frm-these-tears.html' title='my eyes burn frm these tears..'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-111367157646589267</id><published>2005-04-17T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T01:12:56.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:) I love FALIQ (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Helo people! Miss me?? Nyehnyehnyeh.. I gotta make this a fast one coz I may not noe when my computer will start to get bitchy on me again ( hang lah!). So irritating!! HmmPH! Well, I simply adore my bebeh's layout. It is especially for me! Yey!! So cute!! And the words is so touching.. AWW.. I LOVE HIM :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Well, my leg is aching rite now. Due to the 2.4km run (WHICH WE DID NOT GET TO FINISH IT BTW, BCOZ IT WAS ALREADY RECESS TYME). Urgghh! We ran for nothing! Stupid teacher who came late and ask us to run even though he came about 20 minutes late. Now i cant walk properly. I walk lyk I have something stuck at my crotch area( pardon me).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hmm..i feel lyk my body is burning. My throat hurts badly. My mouth is dry. My lips is chipped. I always need to get water down my throat or else it hurts. My body is really burning up. Last nyte i even shivered(not bcoz im cold but bcoz my body temperature is really high) aint that scary?? My bebeh says that even my palms is hot. I touch his butt and he could feel my palms hotness through his boxers. Gosh!! I took a cold bath just now, dont noe whether it'll work. I guess i have to put some ice on my forehead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-111367157646589267?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/111367157646589267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/111367157646589267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-love-faliq.html' title=':) I love FALIQ (:'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-111312617353890634</id><published>2005-04-10T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T17:42:53.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why ouh why~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Tell me that im crazy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I just hate the jealousy feelin..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;To be insecure and doubtful...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I hate this feelin, really..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I tried to hide it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I tried to ignore it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I try to forget about it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I try to keep the hurtin to myself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I try not to question myself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;and say, "hey! Its just his fren''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;but somehow I try to hide it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;the feelin just manage to pop up again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;But tell me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;How can I not feel jealous?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;He's so good-lookin,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;He's nice,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;He's hot,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;He has everything that a girl wants..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Im just an ordinary girl..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Who lacks in everything..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Be it the looks,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;the characteristics..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;and the list goes on and on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Tell me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;which girl wouldnt be afraid that he would get snatched away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;For god sake..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;He can jolly well be with a girl who has everything,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;but why he choose me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Im just a 16 yr old girl..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;But i guess its true,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;my social life and his are totally different..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;the way I treat guys and the way he treat girls are so different...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Maybe im just not use to it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Maybe i just dont understand...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Maybe im just too sensitive..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Maybe i just expect too much frm him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Maybe im just too naive to think that Im his only sayang..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;His only sayang in his life apart frm his family...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Im just tired of fighting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I dun wanna fight no more..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Im honestly SICK of it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Let it be our last fight..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;For i really want this relationship to work..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I really love him so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;He's the only guy that I love so much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Even words couldnt describe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I noe i have a lot of issues to deal with..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I just wish i have non..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;coz i really wanna have a carefree relationship..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;free frm problems...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;but hey,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Im only human..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-111312617353890634?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/111312617353890634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/111312617353890634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2005/04/why-ouh-why.html' title='why ouh why~'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-111306107097428250</id><published>2005-04-09T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T23:37:50.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pure bliss :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v435/girltommy/F-AOGTli1cOW7kygQgZSR-nA.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;{&gt;*&lt;} My angle {&gt;*&lt;}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I heart him. I heart him.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; I heart him. period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-111306107097428250?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/111306107097428250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/111306107097428250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2005/04/pure-bliss.html' title='pure bliss :)'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-111261957922305881</id><published>2005-04-04T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T20:59:39.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>short entry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ouh kay, Im back!! Well, at least I think I am. Been wanting to go online but to no avail. My computer been a bit bitchy lately. It keeps hanging on me. So sadd :( I finally get to go online tday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'll update more when I have the tyme okey dokey??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Toodles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-111261957922305881?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/111261957922305881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/111261957922305881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2005/04/short-entry.html' title='short entry'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-111210492484067905</id><published>2005-03-29T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T22:02:04.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>please help me to be as strong as i can~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Please help me to be as strong as i can..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I just wish the pain would go away..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I really cant cope all by myself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Im not ready, not ready..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Rite now i feel so alone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so lonely..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Keep having this pain..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I dont have anyone to turn to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no one to talk to....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Except u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Please be there for me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I really need u at this point in tyme..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Its just hurts to be all alone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Please, i cant do it all by myself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I need ur support and gurdiance...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just need u......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-111210492484067905?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/111210492484067905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/111210492484067905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2005/03/please-help-me-to-be-as-strong-as-i.html' title='please help me to be as strong as i can~'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-111194073012826182</id><published>2005-03-28T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T00:28:23.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~ why do guys fall in love wif grrls~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Why do boys fall in love with girls ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Here are a few reasons why guys like girls: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;1.They will always smell goodeven if its just shampoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;2.The way their heads alwaysfind the right spot on our shoulder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;3.How cute they look when they sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;4.The ease in which they fit into our arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;5.The way they kiss you andall of a sudden everything is right in the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;6.How cute they are when they eat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;7.The way they take hoursto get dressedbut in the end it makes it all worth while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;8.Because they are always warm even when its minus 30 outside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;9.The way they look good no matter what they wear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;10.The way they fish for compliments even though you both know that you think she's the most beautiful thing on this earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;11.How cute they are when they argue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;12.The way her hand always finds yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;13.The way they smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;14.The way you feel when you see their name on the call ID after you just had a big fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;15.The way she says"lets not fight anymore"even though you know that an hour later....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;16.The way they kiss when you do something nice for them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;17.The way they kiss you when you say"I love you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;18.Actually ...just the way they kiss you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;19.The way they fall into your arms when they cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;20.Then the way they apologize for crying over something that silly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;21.The way they hit youand expect it to hurt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;22.Then the way they apologizewhen it does hurt.(even though we don't admit it)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;23.The way they say"I miss you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;24.The way you miss them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;25.The way their tears make you want to change the world so that it doesn't hurt her anymore.....Yet regardlessif you love them,hate them,wish they would die or know that you would die without them ...it matters not.Because once in your life,whatever they were to the world they become everything to you.When you look them in the eyes,traveling to the depths of their souls and you say a million things without trace of a sound,you know that your own life is inevitable consumed within the rhythmic beatings of her very heart.We love them for a million reasons,No paper would do it justice.It is a thing not of the mind but of the heart.A feeling.Only felt&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-111194073012826182?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/111194073012826182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/111194073012826182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2005/03/why-do-guys-fall-in-love-wif-grrls.html' title='~ why do guys fall in love wif grrls~'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-111193909993035732</id><published>2005-03-27T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T23:58:19.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OC is BACK!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;OMG! OMG!! Ohmygawddddd!!!!! OC is back!! Im so very pleased! My heart just dropped when they advertise the next OC episode!! And I shrieked coz I was so excited! I so cant wait. It will be starting soon. This coming Thursday at 10.30pm! I cant wait! I just cant wait!! Nyehnyehnyeh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Well, I'd better be updating something here. I've been MIA since Monday! Ouh gosh! Bad Farah! Well, well.. whats new huh? I've been sick. So very sick that Im so sick bout it. I just want bebeh to be here next to me. Taking care of me. By him being here wif me, I do feel a little bit better. He would take very good care of me of coz! I love him lotsss!! Btw, where is my bebeh?? I called him a few times and he's not picking up. Im not worried coz I noe he's already back frm work. At home to be exact. He's prolly sleepin or sumthing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Poor thing, bebeh's holiday gonna end soon. Im so jealous of him coz skool gonna end  pretty soon for him. In about 2 mths i think. He can so enjoy while im stuck wif skool!! I just hope he wont forget me huh!! GrrrRRrr~! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Enjoy enjoy jangan sampai luper that u got ur bebeh!&lt;/span&gt; :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hmm...lately, my computer is a bit bitchy. It keeps on crashing on me!! So very bitchy! I hate it when that happens. Why the heck cant I get a very nice computer. Who function well. And worth the money.  Nothing will ever go wrong. Its fast and up to date. And it can sure hold a lot of things. Im so sick of my computer. Grr~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I vow not to be absent from skool again frm tday. I will be in deep shit if this happens again. I've been absent for quite a number of tymes this yr. And I so dun wanna miss any more lessons since this yr im having my N level. I feel that I've not done well this yr. I just wanna turn back tyme. And i would so gladly repeat this yr. I mean only for skool purposes la. Theres so much to be done, so little tyme. I just hope it will turn out well for me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-111193909993035732?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/111193909993035732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/111193909993035732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2005/03/oc-is-back.html' title='OC is BACK!!!'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-111142260745861052</id><published>2005-03-21T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T00:30:07.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wat a day!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Well, its back to skool for me. And now bebeh is on holiday! Grr~! Im so jealous. I wish that the holidays could be extended. Well, tday's first day of skool was pretty bad for me. First of all, my bestie Wani didnt came to skool. So it was a pretty boring day without her. No one to talk to. So so boring. Now i noe how she feels when im absent. So tday i just pratically sat at my desk. Staying put. Went to the back of the classroom to chat wif some of my fwens and then back to my place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Recess tyme, me and Parvin went to get some stuff in the canteen and then made our way to Mimi's classroom. We wanted to give Mimi her belated bday prezzie. So we sat there, talked and eat in class. And what could be worst rite? Mr Toh was walking by the classroom and we were caught eating in class. Only Mimi and I were caught eating in class. Others manage to escape by hiding their packed drinks and food stuff. And thats so not fair. And Mimi and me were sent for detention at 3pm for that! Just by eating in class. I ate some chips and a packet drink and I have to go detention for that!? Its not that i make such a mess in the classroom. I will throw my stuff in the dustbin. Why wouldnt i?? Then i feel really sucky after that. Cant decide whether to go or not. I went back home first coz skool ended at 1.20pm for me. I called Mimi at around 2.30pm and she told me that she has already reported. Blardy hell. If i'd known, i should not have came back home. Just report to Mr Toh after skool.Our detention only last for an hour. So i came back to skool. Sat down wif Mimi and we talked. She stayed for a little while just to teman me, she's sucha a sweet heart. She is one of my fwens who i can really relay on. She wont dissapoint me. I've known her for almost 4 yrs now. And she's been a really great fwen. A fwen who i can really talk to. Thank u!! Kk back to the story. Mimi left just before i finish detention coz she wanted to watch a movin wif her fwens. She feel reluctant to leave me alone there but I said its okey. There's Hamzah, Zahid, Fee and Wan. They also have to go for detention. Hamzah for late coming and the others coz they went MIA for Cikgu Che' Tom extra lesson. So I stayed for a while, till 4pm when my detention ends at 3.40pm. Chilled wif them and talk crap and then we left skool together. Hamzah went home wif me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;And FYI, this is my FIRST tyme going for detention!! And wat a stupid reason going for detention. Eating in class!! So so pathetic!! Im so not gonna go detention again. This is my first and last tyme!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Ouh kay, went home and changed to meet bebeh. Went to meet him for a while before he went for work. Its only a short period of tyme. HAish :( :(  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Im getting headachy since yesterday. Pop a panadol and I guess i should be getting to bed now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Toodles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-111142260745861052?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/111142260745861052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/111142260745861052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2005/03/wat-day.html' title='wat a day!!'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-111123243301814300</id><published>2005-03-19T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T19:40:33.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>woot...woot~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Helo people!! Its been a long tyme huh? I noe..I noe. So sowie. I've been busy lately. Busy sleeping!! Hor hor hor!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Well.. my family just left for Malaysia. So its just me and my adek at home. They left at 4.30pm. Aparrently there's a wedding held in Malacca. My close relative. Too bad i couldnt follow. Its been so long since I went there. Kindda miss the place and the peepz eventho I so hate malaysia's environment. So dirty and ouh-so-hot! Wanna poo also have to think for so long. Especially when its night tyme. The toilet is not inside the house, mind u! Its outside the house. About 1m away from the back door. And its so blardy dark. And u would be so afriad coz u would think that there cweepy crawlies in the cubicle. Especially SNAKES! Bcoz  just behind the toilets, theres lyk bushes wif very very long grasses. I really dont noe wat u actually call them. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;And thenn rite...the place will be full of roaches and house lizards! EWWWWW!!  and a whole lot of flies! And their cooking and our is kindda different. Or at least the taste is different! And there's no cold water!! And mosquitoes!!! Dun even start!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;But the best thing is taking a shower there. The water is so blardy cold. But its nice kindof cold. Geddit? And I SOOOO miss my relatives there. Especially the grandmoms and grandpops&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;:( :( :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Well ,wells skools back on Monday! OHH NO!!! I WANT MORE HOLIDAY!!! SOMEBODY HELP ME!~BAHHH!! So how was my holiday? Pweety boring i must say! Let me see, what did i do for this whole week eh? Well, I did my homework ( ehem..that! Im proud of! but its almost done! ALMOST! GAHH~!) And i sleep n sleep n sleep. In the morning i sleep, in the afternoon i sleep and at night i also sleep. See!! I spend most of my days by sleeping. BUT!! BUT!! At least i have a reason for it. I was not feeling well most of the tyme. Ookok.. ALL THE TYME! Somethings wrong wif me. And i need help. NOW! Or at least SOON! I just cant help feeling lyk this. Especially when skool's about to start in a couple of days. Like I said...I cant afford to be absent again and again. My attendance is very poor for this few months. But i cant help it. Im sick. Its not me who wants to be sick. Talk to my insides will ya? ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Okey! I wanna take a shower. I feel so sticky! EWWWW!! BLUWEKKK!! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-111123243301814300?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/111123243301814300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/111123243301814300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2005/03/wootwoot.html' title='woot...woot~'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-111080861659292201</id><published>2005-03-14T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T21:56:56.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im waiting anxiously~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Im still waiting anxiously for bebeh to come home. Apparently, he didnt leave KL this morning. I called him just now at about 7.30pm and to my horror! He's still in the hotel. He said that his bus leaves at 10pm. And my jaw just droped from 20 story to ground level. He was sleeping when i called him and his father pick up the phone and  I tot i got the wrong number ( O_O) Well, so much for counting the hours till he get back. Once i recieve his call, telling me that he have arrived safely, all my worries will be gone. Just liddat. All i want is for him to go there and come back safely. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hmm, the holidays is here. Apparently i have to go back to skool for only a day. That is, on tuesday, tmorrow lah! I tot i'll be spending half my holidays in skool but i guess not. So, yahoo to that! Prolly in the June holidays. Grrr~! Well, i've already started on my holiday homework. Ouh! Goodie Goodie~! Well, since i 've vow not to slacken startin next term, why not have a head start on things. Put a postitve attitude towards skool. So, to get my engine going, I started doing my homework. First things first. Besides, i certainly dont wanna freak out that i've done nothing for my homework on the last minute. I'd rather finish up all my homework first so that i could enjoy later. Besides, i've nothing to do at home. Have not gotten out of the house since Saturday. So, why not spend my free tyme doing my homework. My momma sometymes drop by my room to send the clothing and all. And when she comes by, she would see me doing my homework. Well, her grrl is hard working after all eh? If she wouldnt let me go out or at least nag at me, i'd say, " well, i've already done my homework. And i have already completed all of them. U saw it. And I've spend most of my holidays at home, now, i wanna go out." She will certainly say nothing after i lay what i've done and all. hehee... clever eh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Well, i've got 1 thing to worry about, that my resolution would last long. :) :) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Well, i've gtg now. Wanna watch desperate housewife and eat some chips!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Toodles!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-111080861659292201?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/111080861659292201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/111080861659292201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2005/03/im-waiting-anxiously.html' title='im waiting anxiously~'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-111070544306945876</id><published>2005-03-13T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T17:17:23.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ouh no!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ouh no!!! My bebeh's coming back tmorrow morning! Not today night! And whats more, his preapid card is low value and he couldnt msg me but he can still recieve my phonecalls tho. Nyehnyehnyeh!! But STILL, he's not leaving till tomorrow morning!! :( :( :( sob sob sob...&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/9303504-111070544306945876?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/111070544306945876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/111070544306945876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2005/03/ouh-no.html' title='ouh no!!'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-111063666504684572</id><published>2005-03-12T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T22:11:05.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bebeh's gone to KL oweady~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hello peepz~ Im missin bebeh badly. He went to KL oweady. He departed this  mornin at about 5am. Luckly i did get to see him yesterday. I told him before hand that he have to see me before he go. So at least i wont miss &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;badly&lt;/span&gt;. But i will still miss him tho :P Well, i was so afraid to let him go.Its not that i dun wanna let him go and spend tyme wif his family.Im not selfish u noe! I really want him to get away frm work and everything and just have fun but the thing is, i really need him now. Especially in my state. My health. I keep falling sick. Who am i gonna turn to when i started to feel sick again. I can sms bebeh but he cant really do anything. If he's here, im not worried. He will come and save me!! nyehnyehnyeh!! But thats okey, i'll be strong. I'll manage. Just bare in mind that bebeh gonna be back soon. Prolly on Monday mornin. So that means, he'd be leaving KL on Sunday night. And tmorrow is already Sunday. *gleams* And so far, we've already contacted each other. He did call me and i called him too. We keep in touch by smsing. He bought a prepaid card in malaysia just to sms me. So sweet rite my bebeh? * Nods head egerly*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Well, the holidays is here. I've got a lot of homework around my waist. Still havent start on it yet. Hmm..lets see, i've got Maths, Malay and DnT homework to do. Besides homework, i've gotta come back to skool on Tuesday. Lucky thing its only one day. Hmm, u noe, i think my skool teachers or HOD is so freekin stupeed. They have some courses lined up for us, yes us, THE ONES TAKING N LEVELS THIS YR! And i bet, the express students also have to undergo this stupeed courses. I mean, why do they have to do this for us. Why the courses? Why us? We are taking our N levels this yr wat. So why waste our tyme wif all this stupeed shits? We should concentrate on our studies rite now. I mean , if they wanna hold extra lessons , i dun mind. We'll be taking our N in 10 mths tyme. C'mon, even 10 months is not enough to cover all the chapters. And we have to do other stuffs lyk completing our artefact and folio for DnT students. And minus all the holidays and all, it will be less than 10 months. And now its already March. And that would be lyk 7 more mths? I dunno, my maths is poor. U get the picture? And u now wat kind of courses we are having? They want to teach us how to use the computer ( E-learning programme) lyk duh!!!! Which yr u think we're in man??Who the hell dun noe how to use computer?  And we have this english programme and also malay COMPOSITION workshop( eh hello?? if u wanna teach us this in primary skool, i'd understand, but now?? its a bit too late doncha think so? We've been doing composition writing for ages already!!!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;And this courses doesnt come for free. We have to fork out 111.75 buxx!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Well, i think this entry is quite long. I'll prolly update again when im free. Wanna watch The Simple Life and eat my candy!! :) :) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-111063666504684572?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/111063666504684572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/111063666504684572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2005/03/bebehs-gone-to-kl-oweady.html' title='bebeh&apos;s gone to KL oweady~'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-111020465925738825</id><published>2005-03-07T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T22:10:59.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its back to skool again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Im feelin so hungry! Mum didnt cook again tday. I just ate&lt;em&gt; nasi bungkos&lt;/em&gt; in the afternoon at around 2pm. And now its already 9.30pm and im feelin hungry. Have'nt eat my dinner. There's nothing to eat. Wanted to make crispy noodles for myself but there's no more powder left to make the soup. And im afraid that it will turn bad lyk yesterday. I put too much water and too little powder. And it comes out tasteless! Even the noodles are not totally soft. In the end, i threw it all away. And left feelin hungry till tday afternoon. Mum didnt cook yesterday. I feel lyk swallowing a whole burger rite now. Thats just how hungry I am. Geez! Im gonna rummage through my kitchen again later, after updating my bloggie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Went straight home after skool just now. Q wanted me to follow her to Old Chang Kee after skool but I just decline. Too lazy and besides, im tryna save up money coz daddy havent give me my full allowance money for this month. So! Im broke! That dudette was practically bribe-ing me to follow her. Its just that she wants me to follow so that she could walk back home with me after that. She doesnt lyk walking alone. Thats the problem. Maybe next tyme yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Well, March holidays is just around the corner. But i bet i wont really enjoy it coz  most prolly we will have to come back to skool for extra lessons, yadda yadda yadda! But the peepz will be having picnic this holiday at Changi Beach. But i dun thing im gonna torn coz baby is not gonna be there( will get into detail on the next paragraph ya!). I will just drop by for a while and go home with my grrlfwens, if they can come along ah. If not, I will most probably not come at all. But what would they say eh? This is the thing. I will feel bad.&lt;em&gt; Sis tak datang picnic. Confirm dorang will force me to come one!&lt;/em&gt; ahyioo...I'll see how it goes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Well, baby's going on a holiday this Friday till Monday. Holiday with his family members. They going to KL. Im so gonna miss him badly!!!!!! How man? How?? Wont be albe to talk to him and hear his voice. And i cant even tell if he's save or not. Cant be able to noe bout his well being and how's he doing there! BUTT..BUTT..he told me he have auto-rom!! YEY!! YEY!! That means i can still call him * Jumps around wif joy* I just hope he will go there safetly and come back safetly. Thats all I ask for. And of coz.. to take a break from all his work and skool. This is a tyme for him to realx, both body and mind. I just hope he'll have fun and PLZ...dun forget to miss me and think about me when ur there :) :) :) I will certainly miss u a whole lot!!! More than u for sure. Eh! Im meeting u tmorrow baby!! YAHOOOO!!! * On cloud nine*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-111020465925738825?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/111020465925738825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/111020465925738825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2005/03/its-back-to-skool-again.html' title='its back to skool again!'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-111011009918062136</id><published>2005-03-06T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T19:54:59.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a girl's cry~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;If a girl cries in front of u,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;it means that she couldnt take it anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;If u take her hand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;she would stay with u for the rest of ur life;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;If u let her go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;she couldnt go back to being herself anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A gal wont cry easily,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;except in front of the person whom she loves the most,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;she becomes weak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A gal wont cry easily,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;only when she love u the most,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;she put down her ego.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Guys, if a gal cries bcoz of u,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;please hold her hands firmly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;coz she's the one who is willing to stay with u 4 for the rest of ur life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Guys, if a gal cries bcoz of u,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;please dont give her up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;maybe bcoz of ur decision,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;u ruin her life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;When she cry rite in front of u,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;When she cry bcoz of u,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Look into her eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Can u see n feel the pain n hurt she'sfeeling?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Which other girl have cried with puresincerity,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;In front of u,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And bcoz of u?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;She cries not because she is weak,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;She cries not bcoz she wants sympathy orpity,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;She cries,Because crying silently is no longer possible,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;the pain, hurt n agony have bcome too big a burden to be kept inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Guys, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Think about it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;If a gal cry her heart out to u,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And all because of u,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Its time to look back on wat u have done,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Only u will know the answer to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Do consider it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Coz one day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It may b too late for regrets,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It may b too late to say "im sorry"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-111011009918062136?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/111011009918062136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/111011009918062136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2005/03/girls-cry.html' title='a girl&apos;s cry~'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-110994272361391407</id><published>2005-03-04T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T21:25:23.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My new look ~!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Me, Wani and Q went to Toni and Guy Acadamy to get our free haircut. Bebeh followed too coz he wanna see me cut my hair. haha..We made our appoinment at 2pm. Meet the peepz at 1.30pm but Wani was late! haha..lucky2 it wasnt me. By the tyme Wani arrived it was already 1.50pm. We were really late. Called them to inform that we are gonna be late. They say they would cancelled off our appointment if we're not there by 2.30pm. Lucky thing we made it on tyme.  I was really nervous at first coz its my first tyme cutting my hair at Toni and Guy Acadamy. I didnt noe how my hair would turn out like. Whether it suits my face or not. Whether it will look nice or awful! Further more, its free of charge. All the traine is from Korea. But they were told by the hair stylist what to do. That made me more nervous! But it ended all well. I had fun. My korean hairdresser is really cute and friendly. They took our photos and laugh with us even thought its hard communicating with them. They dun really noe how to speek english. Im gonna be one of their loyal customers. I'd cretainly come back for another hair cut. Its cheap. I think the service is really good. And I really lyk the hair stylist. They really noe what to do wif our hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;{&gt;*&lt;} Click to see how i look lyk now {&gt;*&lt;}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v435/girltommy/DSCN1507.jpg"&gt;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v435/girltommy/DSCN1507.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v435/girltommy/DSCN1514.jpg"&gt;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v435/girltommy/DSCN1514.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v435/girltommy/DSCN1515.jpg"&gt;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v435/girltommy/DSCN1515.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-110994272361391407?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110994272361391407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110994272361391407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2005/03/my-new-look.html' title='My new look ~!'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-110977491059628782</id><published>2005-03-02T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T22:48:30.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>are u hot?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hello people!! Last month's weather was so blistering hot. I felt that I was dehydrated right after I step out of the house. I felt lyk all my water has been sucked up by our very own Mr Sun. With all the bush fire thats going around Singapore. Thats lyk so bad! All the trees got burnt and its so black. &lt;em&gt;Hangos&lt;/em&gt; for malay. But I heard that this month would be much better. With all the rain and all. Not so hot lyk last month. But I still feel hot u noe? But theres certainly rain here and there BUT STILL. Maybe its only the second day of the month yeah? Hope that the climate will change soon. Its just that I will get headachy if its too hot. U noe me rite? Got a lot of problems. This cannot, that cannot. I also dunno whats wrong with me. But all I noe is that im very weak. My body that is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I have motion sickness. I will tend to vomit when I take a bus, taxi , car, van etc. Except MRT. Thats why I like to take the train. Although some ppl say that its slow and all. But what the heck rite? I'd rather be slow than be puking here and there. I really hate to puke. I just hate the feeling thats on my throat.  And i'll get so beat up after that. I will feel so weak. I always cry when I puke. I dun noe why. If I were to have to take the bus, car or taxi and all, i'll resort to sleeping. Thats the only thing that i can do. It helps but sometymes I just cant control it.I still feel lyk puking. BUT sometymes, I dont even feel lyk puking when im at the bus, car etc.. Thats sucha relief. But let me stress that again, SOMETYMES! Once in a blue moon to be exact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Another thing is, I get very cold easily. Even when its so hot, I'd still be cold. My hands to be exact. Only my hands. The other parts of my body will be hot. Even in class, my hands are cold but im actually sweating. Funny rite? I'll attack all my fwens for heat. They all noe bout this. They will say that im dead and stuff. But the most FAQ ( Frequently Asked Question) is that " eh? why so cold?" And it all comes with a worried look. But some of my classmates are sucha a sweetheart. They will switch off the fan for me even though they are actually feelin hot. Nyehnyeh.. I lyk being a grrl. Hehheee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I feel lyk going to the doctor. To have a check up. A whole body check up. But im afraid of the outcome. Maybe they will find something on me and so on. That will be scary. Really really scary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hmm, I think i'll be sleeping a bit late tday. I have to finish up my Design and technology folio. For my CA1 marks. I have only done half of it. And i have to pass it up by tomorrow! Die die die!!!! Gonna start on it after i finish updating. Im gonna do it lyk speedy gonzales. Hahaa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I better go now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Toodles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-110977491059628782?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110977491059628782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110977491059628782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2005/03/are-u-hot.html' title='are u hot?'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-110960044449326782</id><published>2005-02-28T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T22:20:44.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I just crave for more tyme to be with u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I miss those days..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I miss going to town wit u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I miss meeting u early in the morning to go to the beach and have breakfast..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I miss catching the last train wif u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I miss going to Fort Canning wif u and just walk around or chill and talk..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I miss chilling at Marina and watch the senery..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I miss playing bomber man wif u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I miss exploring wif u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I just miss u......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Im trying to be strong here....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;..Like u always asked me to....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;All I can do now is just be patience..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;..be very very patience..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;For that is only what I can do......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-110960044449326782?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110960044449326782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110960044449326782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-miss.html' title='i miss~'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-110943748972100615</id><published>2005-02-26T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T01:26:55.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>movie marathon~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Woot woot~ So long never update eh? So sowie.. Im really lazy to update my blog or to even go online nowdays. Been sleeping quite early for the pass few days. I fall in at around 11 plus. The latest is around 12 midnight. Im tryna change my sleeping habit, u see. Cant be sleeping late everytyme rite? And I just couldnt bare to have more dark circles under my eyes. I look so awful. Just couldnt afford to make it look darker as it is. I dun wanna look THAT old for my age, mind u! Gonna get that eye bag "mask" as soon as mum start working at Gurdian. Hmm..it should be in another 3 days tyme from now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Well, I woke up pretty early today, 10 am to be exact!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;( not my usual self on the normal weekends~!) I usualy wake up at around 1 pm on the normal weekends! Not the kind of &lt;em&gt;anak dara &lt;/em&gt;(teenage girl..i guess)u noe rite? This &lt;em&gt;anak dara&lt;/em&gt; very lazy!! I woulnt be suprised if no one wants to marry me in the future!! Ahakz! I woke up early tday prolly coz i fall in very early yesterday. I slept around 7.45 pm and woke up for a while at 10 to eat my Burger Ramli and then fall back to sleep again shortly after that till the next morning, that is, TODAY! Wat a beauty sleep!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Spent my Saturday at home. Lately, I didnt go out on Saturdays nemore. Some ppl are always busy *shrugs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Well, tday was lyk a movie marathon for me. Shortly after i woke up, I watch dvds. Firstly, I watched The Incredibles followed by 2 Fast 2 Furious than watch Judging Amy(at TV..does that counts?) than continue my movie marathon by watching Hide and Seek and Shall we dance! After that watch Cewekku Jutek (at suria..does that counts!!) I spent the whole day laying at my couch! Pretty fun tho! Nowdays, i cant watch Tv that often nemore, lyk i always do. Last tyme, I will closely follow my favourite Tv shows and wouldnt miss any of them. But nowdays, Im busy doing stuffs than I cant be bothered of my favourite shows nemore. Boo Hoo! Even some ppl always say to me " besarkan TV aje..." &gt;_&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Well, was hoping to get a call frm daddy tday. But he didnt! Was supposed to get my allowance money tday and prolly even the other half of my mp3 money. Gosh! Been expecting too much i guess.. I just hope he'd call soon coz im oweady broke!! I have smsed him but he have yet to reply..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hmm...as for skool. I've started doing my artefact( design and technology) for my N levels. Got a lot of help from Mdm Zaidah but the most is frm Mr Nazir. He taught me a lot for my practical. He even help me to do some parts of my artefact. Im so relief coz I always tot that we are supposed to figure out all of it by ourself and do the artefact ourself. But i was wrong. Thank God! Im one of the few who have started to do my artefact. In fact, Im the only one who have done quite a lot. I started doing mine first, I even have to stay back last Thursday. Im okey with it coz i'd rather do mine now than later.I can at least finish it as soon as possible and get it done once and for all and concentrate on my folio instead. If i do later, i will prolly burn most of my June holidays. Staying back the whole afternoon every single day , i bet. And im really excited to do practical stuff. I enjoy practical very much. Where u can get ur hands on and use all the tools and drills etc.. Ouh yeah, I got my N levels confirmation slip or sumthing. Where they tell u wat subjects u gonna take for N levels and how much it cost and the date and stuff. I was so suprised to see that my O levels Mother Tongue will be taken on the 30th of May!! Damn!! So fast! And I still have problems with O level MT. Cant seem to get high marks for it. Havent major in it yet!! Ouh yeah, I'll be taking O levels MT this yr. Infact, all of my fwens are encouraged to take O levels MT this year. If we dun get an A1 or A2 for our O levels this year, we will have to retake it next year! Geez! And this is gonna happen in May!! About 3 more months to come!! Im so in deep trouble!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Well, spent my Friday afternoon wif my dear Wani. We ate at Breeks! And saw Mr Low. Im so suprised that he reconigse us without the uniform and with make up! I saw him and waved at him. And we talked for a while.And then he went home. Than both of us headed to Bugis. So long never go bugis. Went to Bugis street to window shop. I have laid eyes on this particular pants. 25 buxx. Damn! So tempted! I just love those pants at Bugis street. Cheep yet nice. Most of my pants are frm there. Drop by at Toni and Guy Acadamy. Got a free haircut till 24 March. I guess im gonna gut my hair soon. Have a 50 50 feelin bout it tho. I lyk my hair now, as it is. But a free hair cut? Which gurl would turn down. And im thinking of perming my hair there too. 35 buxx only. So cheep. And its frm Toni and Guy! Proffesional hair dresser! If any of u guys wanna a free haircut just tag me okey? I still have a few more flyers. Ppl who noe me would be easier..so i could pass it to u easily. Before we head home, we ate Ice cream at Swensen. So nice. I've been craving for banana split since lyk F-O-R-E-V-E-R! And i finally get to eat it. But felt so full after that. Lyk wanna vomit liddat. But i didnt!! Cheers to that!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ATTENTION!!&lt;/span&gt; Eh.. u guys noe the malay kuih called &lt;em&gt;putu piring &lt;/em&gt;kan? hehee..my dearest Parvin called it &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;kuih tutu.&lt;/span&gt; She was asking us " I want &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;kuih tutu&lt;/span&gt; (or something liddat) when we were walking at the bazzar. And I was lyk " WHAT THE HECK IS &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;KUIH TUTU&lt;/span&gt;?" Even Wani was cracking her head trying to figure out what the hell is kuih tutu. Than it suddenly hit me..ITS &lt;em&gt;PUTU PIRING&lt;/em&gt;!! hahaa..and we were laughing all the way..geez! Parvin~! So funny yet so cute! hahaaa... and the whole trip I was lyk kacau-ing her..She got &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;irritated&lt;/span&gt;..nyehnyehnyeh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OooOo...this entry is quite long izznt it? nyehnyehnyeh...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-110943748972100615?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110943748972100615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110943748972100615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2005/02/movie-marathon.html' title='movie marathon~'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-110900176809637696</id><published>2005-02-21T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T00:02:48.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im so tempted to...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Ebase is having a&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; 40% SALE, STOREWIDE!&lt;/span&gt; Im so tempted to buy those pants and sleeveless shirt!!! Grr~ So nice!! I basically love the Ebase pants. So stylish and unique!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Im also tempted to buy those sleeveless shirt at S &amp; K. It cost only&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; 12 buxx!&lt;/span&gt; Its plain tho. Comes in only 3 different colours which is black, white and red. But it will certainly be easy match with, lyk a skirt or jeans. It will look really cool and laid back. And simple looking of coz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;FOX! Dun u dare talk bout FOX! Once i step into the shop, i feel lyk grabing everything that i lay my eyes on. So tempted!! Everything looks nice. Whats more, the new stock have already come in. That means, MORE NICE STUFF!! Ahh.. I so wanna buy the brown jacket! Now, it only cost 35 buxx. I just hope they will lower down the price sum more and then pooF~! I'll certainly be the first one to buy it!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;But i certainly gotta get stuff which i really need first. Lyk my school socks. I also have to get my make up remover. And I certainly have to buy the cream for my dark circles!! Im just waiting for the 20% storewide either at Watson or Gurdian. Prolly i'll ask my mom to get it for me coz she's gonna start workin at Gurdian on 1 March. So cool rite! I can get my basic needs( lyk make up, cotton bud, tissue , alah! gurl stuff la !) for 10 % and if there's promotion, it will be 20%  Yey2!! cant wait!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I just hope i'll get my allowance money on the 26th. And if i get my other half of my mp3 money, that will be a bonous!!! Cant wait for my mp3. Gonna get lyk my bebeh's one. But in different colour of coz. Than, i can bring it where ever i go. I can listen to it while sitting at the Mrt all alone. I can listen to it everyday till i fall alseep.  Heh! Cant wait!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Ermm.. u noe whatt? I have blisters on my palms. Both of them in fact! Due to the fact that i played monkey bar with bebeh yesterday. It hurts so bad. I cant even take a shower properly. Let alone do my house chores. Thank god i can still write or else it will be a disaster!! What the heck am i supposed to do than if i couldnt write. Whats the use going to skool. Keep puting plaster on my plams but to no avail. The plaster just wont stick!! At least, if the plaster is on, it will be less painful. &lt;em&gt;Kecian ehhkz? &lt;/em&gt;All my fwens keep asking what happen to my palms and i just answered ..." i play monkey bar" and they were lyk lauffing at me. Hehee.. Even my form teacher laugh at me too.&lt;em&gt; Kuangasam btol! &lt;/em&gt;But it was fun tho. The look at me as if i was a pathetic little grrl. I enjoy that very much. I cant all the tyme be the BIG SISTER to everyone of them rite. There's still a child in me. In fact, there's a child in everyone. Be it u are 60 yrs old, 50 and so on. And im only 16..what do u expect?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Hmm..nowdays, i can sleep in class. Tday i break my record! I slept for 15 minutes!! Hurhur!! I always avoid sleeping in class coz i have my contact lenses on. Im afraid that my eyes will get dry and will cause uneasyness. That will certainly piss me off. I alwasy wanted to sleep in class but i ended up looking around, finding something else to do. tehehee..but i guess, nowdays in an exception coz i always sleep late.. SO NOT GOOD!! MORE EYEBAGS! Ewww... nyehehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Eyyy... i really sound lyk some promoter in tdays entry. The first bit.. MUHAHHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-110900176809637696?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110900176809637696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110900176809637696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2005/02/im-so-tempted-to.html' title='im so tempted to...'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-110889729772456906</id><published>2005-02-20T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T19:04:13.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;edited&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&gt;edited&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Im so sick!!! Im so sick that ppl always assume that im just lyk any other grrl!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Plz la, stop assuming will u?? What u see is what u get!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-110889729772456906?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110889729772456906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110889729772456906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2005/02/edited-im-so-sick-im-so-sick-that-ppl.html' title='&lt;edited&gt;'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-110888609211774920</id><published>2005-02-20T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T15:54:52.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im slacking..and this is so NOT good~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Wow~ Its sunday oweady and tmorrow's school. I still have to do my design and technology folio( gotta get it done before next lesson which is on Wed..thank gawdd!) and i've got a History test to study for. Damn! I feel that i've been slacking for the past 1 month or so. Not been doing well in my class test. As usual, my lazyness just overcomes me. Whatever ever it is, i have to buck up.. Now! Im taking my 'N' levels this yr for peet sake!! Gotta get a hammer and knock it on my head so that it will get into my head that i have only got 6 to 7 more months. There's a lot to be done. And i've gotta start revising my work..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Well, I didnt go anywhere this weekend. Im left at home to rot and rot some more!! I feel so bored. Usually, on weekends i'll be going to town or something. Be it wit my fwens or wit my bebeh. Im at home doing nothing. Just play computer, sleep, sleep and more sleep!! I'll get bored and thus, i resort to sleep.. And now, im sick of sleeping!!!! Grr~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I guess i'll drop by Tampines Mall later on. After i've done my homework and stuff. Im going to get the Ramli Burger that i've been craving for such a long tyme. And i 'll prolly be window shopping or maybe shopping, if my hands are itchy enough. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Till then, Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-110888609211774920?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110888609211774920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110888609211774920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2005/02/im-slackingand-this-is-so-not-good.html' title='Im slacking..and this is so NOT good~'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-110865722222399559</id><published>2005-02-17T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T00:20:22.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ooo wee~ Happy happy happy!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;marquee&gt; Im very happy!! &lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;As u can see frm the above tittle, Im feelin very happy bcoz of yesterday. Thank god eveything turned out the way I wanted. Except that the sunrise is at north(i think) and not at east. But that doesnt stop me frm making the day perfect for my bebeh as i want to make it a memorable day for him. We spend our day at the beach, Paris Park to be exect. Took a cab frm my place. Cab huh? Amazing..i hate cab rides coz i tend to vomit but yesterday was an exception, anything for my bebeh, and he's there to confort me also. The whole tyme i was just hugging him and listening to his mp3 so as to not make me think bout vomiting. He's such a sweetheart. When we arrived there, we find a perfect spot for us to chill and pitch the tent. The wind was blowing real hard and its so hard to pitch the tent. But all went well after about 15 minutes or so. We ate our early dinner. Its so romantic. tehehee...than i suprised him with his bday cake! But he saw it comming tho. I sang for him a bday song than asked him to make a wish. And then we continue eating. And soon, i gave him his bday prezzie. Im so glad he love it!!! hehee... Than we just chill and just enjoying the night by laughing and joking around. At about 9pm, we went to the shore and just walk back and forth. And we even wrote stuffs at the sand. So romantic..tehee.. We continued chillin by eating some snaks and just listening to the mp3 while watching the stars gazing at us. U noe wad, i just dun want that night to end. We were having such a great tyme together. If only it was not a school nite, we would have stayed till the next day. We were having fun and just enjoying each other's company. I knew i was having a great tyme, and i noe he feels the same way too. We started packing at about 11.50pm. And then took the bus back to the interchange, there after, we took the bus no. 3 even though it did not stop directly at my house. Have to walk a little bit but thats okey..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Im so glad bebeh enjoyed it. Everything turned out well. Like i expected. I was also feelin that we were celebrating both of our bday's coz mine is 3 days before his. So cool! tehee... :D I keep asking him if he enjoyed his day. And he gave me really nice feedback. Im so glad.. I feel that i had accomplished something yesterday, that is, to make him happy on his bday. And to make it a special bday celebration for him coz its the first tyme i'm celebrating his bday, together as a couple. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Tday, we ( wani, Q, mimi and me) went to eat at pizza hut after skool. Its been sucha long tyme since i ate pizza. Its really nice. And its worth our money. It costs about 32 buxx plus the tax and everything. And we divide it among 4 people. Its so nice to spent some quality tyme together once in a while. Coz nowdays, we rarely see mimi and we are kindda busy as we are taking our N levels this year. So there are bound to have a lot of tests and homework. And i reckon, there will be more to come. &gt;_&lt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Tomorrow will be our mass run. So that means, NO SCHOOL! YEY! But im shocked coz we usualy have our mass run on a Saturday but this yr's a bit different. Prolly bcoz of the new policy that we only will have skool on Monday till Friday. No more saturdays. So that means, everything, be it CCA or remedials will only be conducted between the 5 days. Now, saturdays and sundays will be a rest day for us! Yey! Now thats what i call FAIR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Well, thats it for tday. Gotta wake up a bit early for tmorrow. Meeting the peepz at 7.00am at the interchange. This entry is awfully long izzint it? :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-110865722222399559?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110865722222399559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110865722222399559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2005/02/ooo-wee-happy-happy-happy.html' title='ooo wee~ Happy happy happy!!!'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-110848369944554446</id><published>2005-02-15T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T00:08:19.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My bebeh bday is tmorrow~!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;My bebeh's birthday is tomorrow!!&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Im so excited. I just hope that everything will turn out just the way i planned. *crossed fingers* My bebeh will turn 20 tmorrow. So big oweady huh?? Hehee..but in my eyes, he's still a baby. MY baby~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hey Dearie,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Happy 20th Birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Semoga panjang umur dan murah reski&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Have fun on ur bday okey?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;And may all ur wishes come true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I love u!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;AND ONE MORE THING? CAN I PLZ MARRY U?? NOW! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hehehee...&lt;em&gt;insyallah&lt;/em&gt; eh? If everything we planned comes true.. &lt;em&gt;insyallah&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I recieved 3 more bday gifts from my fwens tday, thery are from Mimi,Azhar and Zhi Xin. Thank u sooo much!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Until here then, i have to pack my the things for tmorrow..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Tata!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-110848369944554446?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110848369944554446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110848369944554446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2005/02/my-bebeh-bday-is-tmorrow.html' title='My bebeh bday is tmorrow~!'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-110838402952818652</id><published>2005-02-14T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T20:27:09.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im so blessed to have such wonderful peepz in my life~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Yesterday was my Birthday. I spend it with my bebeh. He came to my house to pick me up which was around 4pm. Yes, he didnt go to werk. Firstly, he greeted me by wishing me happy birthday while hugging me and kissing my cheeks. Than he gave me a prepaid card. So now, u guys can at least contact me. Tehee.. And then he gave me my burthday prezzie. But he told me not to open it till i get home. *Feelin excited* And then we went to Tampines Mall to eat coz i was so starving. We ate at Long John Silver. Then we proceed to Town! Went to Cineplex( I think thats what the place is called) to take photo! Finally man! Been wanting to take a neocard with bebeh since lyk FOREVER!!  We went around town and than went to Explanade!! He brought me to Hagen Daiz .*drools* We share an ice cream which was 4 scoops and 3 toppings.  Very romantic. :P Most of the things we asked for has finished. Even Macadamia(sp?) nut. I was so dissapointed. But thank god, bebeh was there to cheer me up. Infact, the other flavours was quite nice too. And then we entered the shop which sells  animated stuff lyk  The Incredibles, Spiderman and more. And then... i saw STITCH!! Quite big. It still can be hugged. :D Bebeh asked the salesman for the price but sadly, it was NOT FOR SALE!! Grr~ And then we went to Marina coz there was a carnival. We sat at near the rock and enjoyed out burger. Nice eh bebeh?? &lt;em&gt;"Mcm nak lagi gitu"  &lt;/em&gt;:p  At around 9.25 made our way back to Tampines Mall to watch Constantine. A very good show i must say! Go and watch!! But i dun understand some parts of the show but thank god bebeh was sucha sweetie to explain it to me yet again. I got home and quickly wanted to open the gift that bebeh give me earlier. I was so excited. It was in a red box. Not too big yet not too small. And i saw something eye popping.. I GOT A STITCH FROM MY BEBEH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I wanted to scream my lungs out but its in the wee hours of the morning oweady! HAaha.. There was a birthday card too. Inside the card contain such sweet words. I really love the card. Im so touched. And then i called my bebeh up to thank him for the bday gift. He's sucha sweetheart!! I really enjoyed yesterday's outing bebeh. Thank kew.. I love u!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I went to school tday. I recieved bday gifts frm my fwens. So sweet of them. I didnt expect gifts frm them. Just a simple bady wish will make my day. But i love the prezzie tho! I recieved a Reef Slippers frm Parvin and Asyraf, a fwens forever teddy frm Hamzah and Amiril and a huge teddy bear frm my classmate which consists of Wani, Q, Manissa, Nicole and May yeh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I wanna thank everyone who have wished me for my birthday. There's a lot of them. I wont list it here coz i might miss out some names and that would not be good! U noe who u are. And to those who give me a bday gift, thank u too! I love them! I love them all!! I really appreciate it! Thank you!!! I love u guys!! &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-110838402952818652?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110838402952818652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110838402952818652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2005/02/im-so-blessed-to-have-such-wonderful.html' title='Im so blessed to have such wonderful peepz in my life~'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-110822886076130586</id><published>2005-02-13T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T01:21:52.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>{&gt;*&lt;} Sweet Sixteen {&gt;*&lt;}</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Time: 1.17am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-110822886076130586?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/feeds/110822886076130586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9303504&amp;postID=110822886076130586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110822886076130586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110822886076130586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2005/02/blog-post_13.html' title='{&gt;*&lt;} Sweet Sixteen {&gt;*&lt;}'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-110819131843376152</id><published>2005-02-12T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T14:55:18.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday's Outing~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;:::.Friday.:::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I called the shop yesterday and FINALLY the &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"thing"&lt;/span&gt; have arrived. Im so greatful. I almost wanted to ask for a refund for it but thank gawd it came at last. Suddenly all my worries are gone. I called up Wani to tell her the good news. I didnt expect that she wanted to follow. But i feel so touched. And then we get changed quickly and meet up at Cheers. Than Wani wanted to go to FOX for a while. And then comes the shock of my life( Wait, not excatly, shock of the month? Ah! that sounds better) She said to me than she wanted to get me my birthday prezzie, that is, the $19 sleeveless that i wanted since I saw it!! Gosh! Aint that grrl sweet or whut? I really cant believe it man! Im so touched yet again! 2 tymes in a row! I luv it sweets. Thank u very much!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Get to town and we quickly went to the shop and settle the &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"thing"&lt;/span&gt; . I kindda lyk the outcome. Its really nice. I was having second thoughts at first, but than, after survey-ing the other shop, im okey with it. Actually, that design is now on trend. And mine cost cheeper!! Woot! Woot!! And now, im really happy with it. Went to eat at Far East and its my treat. It all costs 15 buxx. Quite expansive. I guess bcoz of the avocado drink! And then we went window shopping for a while. Went to Pacific Plaza to buy Wani slippers at FOX Racing. Than headed back to Tampines. Drop by Tampines Mall for a while to get stuffs. And then we headed our way back home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I want home and waited for my maternal dad to call. We're going some place to eat to celebrate my Bday. Advance bday celebration. My aunties and uncle were there too. We ate at Tanjong Pagar Railway Food Court. Wat an interesting place. I feel that im at Malaysia. The feeling and the surroundings. Its cool tho. We ate satay and stuff. I bought RAMLI BURGER! Nice Nice! But the thing is, have to wait for 30 minutes for the burger. But i dun mind! RAMLI BURGER MAH!! Its worth waiting for. Ouh yeah, the place was crowded. We had to wait for 30 minutes for our all of food stuff. Than chill for a while and then they send me home. I get $$$ of coz! And my dad gave me half of the money for the Mp3. He'll be giving it again when his pay comes. Didnt i tell u? My dad gonna get me an Mp3 for my bday prezzie. *Grins* Im gonna get lyk bebeh's one. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;After that, i went to meet bebeh. Aliff was there too. Thanxx Aliff for accompanying my bebeh while waiting for me. U roxx! ;p And then we headed to Afganistan to eat. Aliff headed home. Bebeh ate Mee goreng. I cant feed my stomach nemore. I just came back from supper for gawd sake!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Got home at about 2 am..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;marquee&gt; Another 1 more day!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-110819131843376152?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110819131843376152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110819131843376152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2005/02/fridays-outing.html' title='Friday&apos;s Outing~'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-110797185360282465</id><published>2005-02-10T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T01:57:33.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'> !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;URGHHHHHHH!!!!!! SCREW EVERYONE AH!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-110797185360282465?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110797185360282465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110797185360282465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2005/02/blog-post_10.html' title=' !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-110797087593149164</id><published>2005-02-09T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T01:41:15.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'> Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Happy Chinese New Year to the chinese folks!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I went to Dilah's birthday party tday. Last minute invitation. Ouh wells, What The Hack? I didnt wanna go at first but Wani persuaded me. I was supposed to meet her at 2.30pm but it ended up at 3pm instead. Who else? Me, late as usual! Then we went to Tampines Mall in search for a bday gift. Just hoping that at least one of the shop is open since its Chinese New Year. And thank god, Giordano is. We bought her a bday gift. A pink long sleeve tee. Shared equally among us. Its really worth it i tell u. And tday, the funniest thing happen. Wont disclosed it here coz its so complicated. Im so sure wani n me wont ever forget this day. Wani, i noe u noe. * Wink, wink!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;After the party, Wani, Parvin and me headed to Explanade. A lot of ppl there. Banglas, Philipinos and even chinese ppl. I was thinking to myself for awhile , dun they ever go visiting? Its CHINESE NEW YEAR for gawd sake! Why are they spending their tyme here, snaping photos? Tahaha...Weird..Totally Weird!! At around 7 plus, Parvin went home and we went to Orchard to give bebeh a suprised visit. Luckly he was already at werk. He was kindda suprised. I can see that he's totally tired. And then at around 9pm, headed our way home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;marquee&gt; 4 more days!! &lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-110797087593149164?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110797087593149164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110797087593149164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2005/02/birthday-party.html' title=' Birthday Party'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-110778984045742860</id><published>2005-02-07T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T23:24:00.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im so freekin pissed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;That &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"thing"&lt;/span&gt; still havent arrived yet. Aparrently the stock havent come. But she said at least 2 weeks! I just hope that it will come on tyme or else all my plans will  be destroyed just liddat. I've been planing for it for so long oweady. In fact, im luking foward to it. Damn! What would it be lyke if i have all the things i needed execpt for the most important thing for that day! It will be so incomplete! I just hope they will not cheat me coz i've oweady paid for it!! I just hope they will call me as soon as possible. At least by this week. Or else i think i should report the matter. I cant help it. Wat am i supposed to think? I paid for it oweadyyy!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-110778984045742860?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110778984045742860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110778984045742860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2005/02/im-so-freekin-pissed.html' title='im so freekin pissed!'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-110744633878183598</id><published>2005-02-03T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T23:58:58.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>                                 Boo~!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;[My L*o*v*e*l*i*e*s]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v435/girltommy/883375919561s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;{&gt;*&lt;}Parvin And Me{&gt;*&lt;}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v435/girltommy/me.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;{&gt;*&lt;} Me And Wani{&gt;*&lt;}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I adore them. I adore them both. They are my bestest fwens. I can count on them. They are a few of the people that i trust most, without a doubt. They will cheer me up when im down and they are always there when i need them. I treasure them so much. If i ever  neglect u, im sorry. If i were to hurt ur feelings, im sorry. I promise to make it up to u guys. One thing for sure, true fwens are hard to come by. So u better treasure them with all ur heart. There's some more ppl that is close to my heart. Ppl lyk Mimi and my guy fwens lyk Hamzah, Fee, Wan, Syad, Azhar and Zahid. I love them all. I would also put their pixy here but too bad, i dun have them. I love u guys! U light up my life. And will always make my day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;[My d*a*r*l*i*n*g]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v435/girltommy/6789362.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;So cute!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v435/girltommy/215379569.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Grrr~!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v435/girltommy/70191337.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;My favourite cartoon character ever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;My poor baby was waiting for his pay but it still havent transfered yet to his bank account. He was hoping for it.And its 3 days already. And i feel bad for him coz he's sad. I just wanted to do something to make him feel better but i dunno what i should do. But than again, his face was so adorable when he's sad (weird rite?). tehehee....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;He wanted to buy his sport shoe for tmorrow's 2.4 km run. And he even wanted to buy his Mp3. And he also have to renew concession pass. Poor thing. Be patience ok baby? Perhaps tmorrow? Crossed ur fingers okey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I just hope &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; "thing" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;will come tomorrow. I called the shop tday but the salesgirl told me that it will prolly come tmorrow. She said hopefully. Damn. I think i'll give her a call again tmorrow. *crossed fingers* I wanna do it as soon as possible. So i dun have to worry too much. I never knew this would be so diffcult! &gt;_&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;marquee&gt; Another 10 more days... &lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-110744633878183598?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110744633878183598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110744633878183598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2005/02/boo.html' title='                                 Boo~!'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-110736097277692366</id><published>2005-02-02T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T18:43:02.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>helo panda~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I really need to buy some cream to make my eye ring less visible. Its so awful. No wait, i mean I LOOK awful. I now look lyk a hello panda. Due to the fact that i constanly sleep in the wee hours of the morning. Tryin so hard to change my sleeping pattern but to no avail. I guess im born to be an owl? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Well, yesterday i bought a new tee. A FOX tee. The long sleeve tee cost only 10 buxx. I guess they wanted to clear their old stock. So grrls~ Go down to Fox now!! 10 bux for a long sleeve shirt. Good bargain. And i totally love my new tee. Wani also bought one. Finally!! She's been searching high and low for a new long sleeve shirt. And she totally love it too. She's been gleaming all the way yesterday. Nice to see her happy. Well, remember the Fresh Box tee that my mother maybe gonna get me for my burfday. Well, looking back, i think that the tee is so common oweady. Maybe i'll reconsider buying other brand but the same price. But i wanted that Fresh Box tee for so long oweady! Last tyme, its not common AT ALL! Now, where ever i go, i will see everybody wearing it!! Same goes to the emo specs, roxy stuff, studded belts, Von &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Dutch and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;many moree!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;U noe wat, when i plan to buy something, i'll get something else instead. For example, lyk yesterday, I wanted to buy a wristband but i bought a long sleeve tee instead. I think i find myself really irritating. Keep changing my mind bout something. Cant seem to decide. Fickle minded to be exact. I vow not to buy any more clothes &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(tehehee..lyk real only!!!!!!! ;p) &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;The thing is, i keep feeling that i ran out of clothes. How ah??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Im currently doing my Design and Techonology research + Chatting + Listening to music + updating blog (DUHHH!!) Wah~ Im a multi task person! Ahem~ I have to do research on valve. What is that huh? I dun noe wat im researching for. I just have to click the word valve but the thing is, there's a lot on valve. So i dun noe what im looking for. So sickening rite? So i think i'll just have to pass on that. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;F.Y.I : my email add have the number 88 on it. Not becoz im born that year or whatsoever. Im born in the year 1989. Thats it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;F.Y.I : I dun go' goo goo ga ga' over guys who have bike. When i tell my fwen that Faliq gonna get bike. They will go lyk " wah..suker lah u" WTH? Im not lyk ANY OTHER GRRLS! PLEASE! I DUN GO FOR MONEY OR THINGS OR LOOKS FOR THAT MATTER!! I TREASURE LOVE MORE THAT ALL THAT STUFF. I NOE IM OLD FASHION. BUT THATS JUST ME..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;Another 11 more daysss&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-110736097277692366?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110736097277692366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110736097277692366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2005/02/helo-panda.html' title='helo panda~'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-110727579608900421</id><published>2005-02-01T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T18:42:12.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>                                  :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;Another 12 more days to my burthday :)&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;Another 15 more days to my bebeh's burthday ;p ;p&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-110727579608900421?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110727579608900421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110727579608900421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2005/02/blog-post_01.html' title='                                  :)'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-110718266615993313</id><published>2005-01-31T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T00:00:41.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bluwekk~~!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Happy Birthday to Nicole!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sweet sixteen. Hope u'll have a wonderful tyme on ur bday. Stay trendy and pwetty always!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Helo, helo. How are u guys doing?? Good i guess? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Ermm..well, I think i really have to adjust my timing for school. I keep arriving on the dot or at least after the bell has gone. Im so sure im gonna be late sooner or later. &gt;_&lt; color="#33cc00"&gt;teacher finally gets what he deserve. He scolded Jenny and she, obviously rebel. He's just a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;newbie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and he's acting lyk a so called&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;big fuck. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Showing us his &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fucked up face&lt;/span&gt;, supposedly being angry.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Yelling at us at the top of his lungs lyk we're some kindda nursary kid. H-E-L-L-O??! Where's the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;respect. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Talk to us nicely for gawd sake. If u try that, than maybe u will noe that we can listen to u. Dumb Ass! So &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;inexprienced! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Nuff of that! Well, History we went to AVA room to watch the video on Hitler. I was so not paying attention prolly bcoz of the fact that the narrator was practically mumbling and i was feelin so damn cold. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Whats new huh?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I was practically attacking all my fwens for heat. The best heat wave that i recieve is from &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Azhar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Boon Kiat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Their body is full of heat. If i touch them..it will be a long tyme till their body get cold. ;p Well, English was fun lyk always. I hearts english lessons. &gt;_&lt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;U noe wat? Bro Fee wanted to cut his hair bald&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;. Botak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; And we were lyk &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"nooOOoooo....Dunnnnnn laaahhhhhhhhhh!!!"&lt;/span&gt; tehehehe.. than he lyk dun bother of what we were saying and then i said to him &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;" if u cut botak, i dun regard u as my bro anymore..." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;muhahhahaha!! I noe im evil!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; then he was lyk&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"alamakkkk..."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;(holding his head..kindda lyk he got headach liddat.) hehee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I love my bebeh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-110718266615993313?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/feeds/110718266615993313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9303504&amp;postID=110718266615993313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110718266615993313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110718266615993313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2005/01/bluwekk.html' title='bluwekk~~!'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-110698257638454617</id><published>2005-01-29T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T15:13:19.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>la la la da dee~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Helo there! I change my layout oweady. How does it look?? I totally love it!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Well, yesterday was a totally funcore day. First of all, becoz its &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;!! MuhaHaAhaha!!! School was really fun. Get to see my wacky fwens. Thats the only thing that makes me look foward to school. Well, I enjoy english lessons very much. Mr Singh is a really good and well exprienced teacher. His lessons are not a bore at all. We do simple things but we learn a lot. Well, yesterday's english lesson was as usual...&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;UNTIL&lt;/span&gt; we found out there were stones inside our class. The 3t1 students were having PE at level 1 and they were throwing stones at our class which was at level 3. And the amazing thing is, our window pane is made out of glass and it did not break. That means the 2 stones that were being thrown at us manage to go pass the window pane. Wow~ The 3t1 kids are really an ecceptional thrower. Not to mention they are also &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UNCIVILISED CREATURES. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;pardon me. Im not trying to be mean or anything but its a fact. Their behaviour totally shows it all. Other than that, PE was so much fun. We did stretches. Its painfull but fun, in a way. My weekends is filled with homeworks. I have English and Malay to do. &gt;_&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;At about 2.45 pm, met Hazwani at Mrt Station. We're heading to Far East to survey the &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"thing"&lt;/span&gt;. And out of all ppl, can u imagine who i brought along to our little outing?? &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;MY MOTHER!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;hehee.. she wanted to follow us. Its been a long tyme since she went to Orchard. I asked wani and she's okey with it. Besides, wani and my mommy can get a along really well. They have met each other before. First thing we do when we reach Far East was to go and find a place for us to eat. All three of us was starving lyk HELL! Havent eaten since morning. After eating, wani and me venture on our quest to find the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; "thing" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;We went around and ask for it. And finally we found it. All thanks to the guy at 77 street. Went to the shop and discuss it with the sales grrl. Did it all &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;speedy gonzales&lt;/span&gt; coz i dun want to keep mommy waiting. I just hope that the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"thing" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;will turn out the way i wanted. * crossed fingers* After that, wani headed home. Mommy and me still walked around town. We ate &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hagen Daiz&lt;/span&gt; ice cream!!!! yum yummm.. And i think i'll be gettin Fresh Box tee from my mommy for my burfday prezzie :) After a while, we decided to head to Tampines Mall and drop by my aunty workin place. We waited for her till 8 pm and then we went home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Im cravin for &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Old Chang Kee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hey u! U make really nice fried foodstuff. I guess i have to drop by ur shop tday. I cant help it. Maybe after the show Judging Amy??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hmm..my bebeh has gone camping held in his school. From friday till sunday morning i guess. I just have to wait for his phone call. I guess this camp is good for him coz he can get away from his hectic sechdule. He'll get to have fun and not have to rush things but the thing is, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I miss him...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-110698257638454617?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110698257638454617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110698257638454617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2005/01/la-la-la-da-dee.html' title='la la la da dee~'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-110676363953604628</id><published>2005-01-26T01:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T20:56:46.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the day she went away...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I went to my cuzzen house yesterday. To see my sick god grandmom (is there such a word?) Well, i treat her as my grandmother. She have been taking care of me since I was in diapers until I was in primary school. She have been sick for a long tyme oweady. When i saw her, i just wanted to breakdown and cry. But i hold back my tears . I held her hand gently, thinking that even by touching her hand, i could hurt her and she wont be able to say anything. Seeing her in such state. She couldnt talk anymore, she wont eat anything and she's so weak and thin. She wont even look at our faces, she just stare blankly at a something. She was trying to say something but couldnt. Nothing came out of her mouth. Her ears were even blistered coz she was constanly sleeping on one side of the bed. Ederly ppl are so fragile. My aunties were praying for her and crying. I stood there and just pray to god to take away all her pain. Let it be me instead. I would switch places with her. I would. Coz i cant bare to see the ppl i love hurt or suffer.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;and today she passed away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;She died peacefuly. I thank god that i get to see her one last tyme. One last look on how she look like. One last look at the person who have been taking good care of me. One last look at the person who was once strong and healthy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-110676363953604628?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110676363953604628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110676363953604628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2005/01/day-she-went-away.html' title='the day she went away...'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-110657424236032365</id><published>2005-01-24T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T22:42:23.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>monday blues....NOT!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I will usually have Monday blues coz its the first day of school but today is different. Prolly becoz we have 3 free periods of History. Mrs Heng never come. Pure bliss. And then when it comes to Malay period. We get to noe that Cikgu Che Tom didnt come! Woo hoo~ Another 2 free periods. So that means we have 5 free periods for tday. 3 + 2 = 5. Im practising my maths for my upcoming 'N' levels. HAHAA. Well, we have a new pupil entering our class tday. Well, she was supposed to be in sec 5 this yr but she retain. So, she's not new after all. I noe her but never talk with her before. She seems nice. Well, just now CME period was so fun. Sat in our CME group. Hamzah did some thing really funny. Cant stop laughing. He was sitting next to the socket which has a wire hanging on it. He touch it and said ''&lt;em&gt;kambing&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;kene electrocuted &lt;/em&gt;( shaking his whole body and saying baaa-baaak) '' hahaaa...he does the darnest things..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Well, I went home with kalilah tday. While waking near Ah Leng shop, Adri talked to me. He asked if he could walk home with me. (O_O) And then he and Zaf asked me if i had a boyfwen. (O_o) Look at my smiley and u should have guessed what i was feeling. hahaa.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hamzah came by just now. Please dun let ur imagination run wild. He wanted to give me the &lt;em&gt;kambing &lt;/em&gt;( not the &lt;em&gt;kambing &lt;/em&gt;itself la, just the &lt;em&gt;daging! &lt;/em&gt;) , mind u. Thanxx Hamzah. I have already started doing my sit up / crunches. Everyday.Twice a day. I wanna get my stomach tone. Tehehee.. dun laff eh! Im determined to make this thing work. Not just a one tyme thing. Hopefully. *cross fingers* Other than that, i also do push up. I certainly dun wanna have a flabby stomach. Thats totally a turn off point for me. So thats why..i started doing it. Coz my bebeh says im &lt;em&gt;bonchit &lt;/em&gt;oweady. &gt;_&lt;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Im soo luking foward to the show Desprate Housewifes. I think its gonna be so intersting. Gotta do my DnT folio now...so u take care..who ever reads my blog..yes u..take care..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;** To my bebeh : Plz take good care of urself cannn?? Im worried. Plz get enough rest and have a proper meal. I think u gonna get sick if u continue doing this. Plz..take a break once a while...plz..dun make me worry lyk this okey baby..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-110657424236032365?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110657424236032365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110657424236032365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2005/01/monday-bluesnot.html' title='monday blues....NOT!!'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-110641770932628852</id><published>2005-01-23T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T20:57:48.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oOo wee~</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Today was sucha wonderful day. Well spent. Let me start off..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Met Wani at Tampines Mrt Station at 3 pm ( guess wat? im earlyyyy!! hehee..) and then we headed off to Bugis. Wanted to go Sim Lim Square but this 2 nucklehead is clueless on how to get there. So, to save us the trouble to search for the place we decided not to go(coz we knew that we gonna get lost). So we ended up shopping at Bugis. But before that, we ate at Banquet at Raffles Hospital. I bought a FOX sweater that cost 15 bux. Cheap rite. I always wanted to buy a FOX sweater anyway. Thank God its SALE. *Gleaming* I went to Bossini to get a shirt for mum. Its out of goodwill. I pitty her coz she just pulled out her tooth and now she cant talk properly. And she used her Bonus money for that. I think it cost about 125 bux. She didnt get to buy anything for herself. Wani wanted to buy the ebase pants but no size. Really good bargain. Only 20 bux for a pants. Didnt go to Bugis Street coz it was blistering hot so we decided to just shop indoors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;At 6pm, met Bebeh at Heeren. Tweety birdy was there too. And after that Wani went off with her cousin and Tweet went to meet Mon. So, left bebeh n me. We went to Wisma Atria to get my long awaited sling bag. FINALLYYY!! It cost 49 buxx ( &lt;em&gt;habislah, duit aku terkopak..takpelah..ape nak buat..dah tak de sling bang lain yg memikat hati beta) &lt;/em&gt;Btw, that sling bag is not meant for skool but for my outings. Ouh yeah, I finally get to eat Hagen Daiz ice cream!! LYK FINALLYYY!!! Niceee. Yum yumm.. hehee.. After that we went to Cineleasure to play arcade. Bomber man here we comeee!! Bebeh was quite fet up with the controller (is that wat u call it??) coz it was giving him problem lyk it cant move downwords or sumthing. Hehe..Its quite cute to see him disappointed. hehee..i noe im weird but i cant help it...he was lyk soo luking foward to play the game.. after that we headed to Marina to just chill. Was pweety fun. Boarded the last train together but i stop at Raffles Place and change train. And when the train was at city hall suddenly i saw....MY DAD! hahaaa... he didnt see me so i just make the fist move and approach him. He was kindda suprised. I think. At least I WAS suprised. hhaaa..i oways tot he finish work late lyk bout 1 plus. I guess the tyming change. Chatted with him for a while and he stop at Tanah Merah. And then im left all alone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I just got my menses tday. That explains the mood swing..hahaa..but i didnt snap at anyone. In fact, if im having a mood swing..i just keep quiet and not disturbe ppl. I never snap at my fwens or anything. Thank goodness. Tmorrow will be spent at home. I've gotta do my Design and technology folio. Eh wait, the dateline is changed to Wednesday coz of the change in time table. Thank god. It'll spare me sometyme. I've got a lot to do. I have to do the mind-map, design brief n specification and the final design. Ouh, talk about my time table. Its so sucky!! can u imagine 3 periods of Social Studies / History??!! They want us to fall a sleep or whut?? Who the hell come up with the time table???????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Nuff complaining for tday. I wanna go off to lala land oweady. Today was super fun! I really enjoy tdays outing. And i get to buy all the things that i wanted (at least for now) and im gleaming all the way. hehee...until then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;toodles...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-110641770932628852?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110641770932628852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110641770932628852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2005/01/ooo-wee.html' title='oOo wee~'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-110597949826168430</id><published>2005-01-17T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T20:58:05.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my baby yeww...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Been loving u since 7 August 2004. Im really greatful to have found u. Cant believe that fwenster brought us together. Amazing issnt it? Out of all the places..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I love u more and more each day. No doubt about that. U are bound to be loved. There's nothing that i could think of that will make me dislike u, for u have all the qualities that a grrl dream of. U are my dream guy. I never tought u exsisted till i met u. Ur love is just overwhelming. Now, its already 5 months that we've been together. I hope there will be many, many, many more months to come, infact years. &lt;em&gt;Insyallah&lt;/em&gt;. I will respect all ur decisions in life and i will respect ur priority. I really do. Coz ur a guy thats worth waiting for. And i noe u'll mark ur words and keep to it. I may not be ur perfect gf but i'll give u all the love and care that u need, i promise this. Im sorry for the wrong things that i've done to u. I noe it maybe hard for u to forget but at least forgive me. I just hate to see u hurt. It makes my heart bleed. Being with u makes me really happy, therefore i look foward to seeing u everytime i get the chance to. All our times spend together are very precious to me, they are our momories, therefore i'll keep them close to my heart. I love to see u smile coz ur smile just brightens up my day and wat more seeing u happy, pure bliss. I adore u truly. Ur like my over grown baby ;p I will try not to be too sensetive and i'll try not to be moody. Andd, i'll try not to give out scarstic remarks that would lead u being hurt or misunderstood. I promise u that i'll fill ur life with laughter and happiness. I promise u that i'll take good care of u no matter what happens. I promise u that i'll take good care of ur heart and mend whats broken. I promise u that i'll support u in every way that i can. I promise u that i'll give u all the love in the world. I promise u that i'll treat u with care.. You are an angle that was sent from god above. I hope we will work things out and not give up with each other. I really treasure our relationship. I really cherish YOU, my love. I hope we would pass any obstacle that would be given to us and aced it. I just wanna let u noe that u are very important to me. I just wanna let u noe that i think of u everyday, every minute, every second. Theres not a day that i wont think of u and how ur doing. Age is not a barrier for love.. I love u sweetheart. Ur cuteness just amazes me. ' Take my hand and never let me go..'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-110597949826168430?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110597949826168430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110597949826168430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2005/01/my-baby-yeww.html' title='my baby yeww...'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-110580347313614372</id><published>2005-01-15T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T20:58:22.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>helo..heloo..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Its been 5 days since i last updated. So sowie coz i've been busy lately with school. And nowdays, im so beat up that im lazy to go online. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Yesterday, school was extreamly funcore. why? Coz there was a fight in my class. Manissa and shahita. Wat a showdown. Frm flying tables and chairs to hair pulling to punching and kicking and grabbing of uniforms. Wow~ Everyone in my class just watch and make a hell lot of noise. 4n3. What do u expect?? No one bothered to help coz this is the fight of the century. Everybody's waiting for it. Even me. Call me crazy but its true. Its a long story bout friendship that occur to me and my fwens.Frm backstabbing to being hypocritical and name calling to uber rudeness and just pure betrayal. Me and my fwens have been patience for such a long tyme oweady till we cannot take it anymore. Almost 4 years now. Can u imagin how long it's been for us to be so patience. And i've been with her since primary school. Can u imagin how tourtured i am.She should have seen it coming. She mess with the wrong person, which is Manissa. But thank god nobody was badly injured..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I've already gotten my N level, Design and technology paper. Did i tell u? The theme for this year is Food and Drink. I think its quite okay coz this theme has a very wide variety in the things that we wanna make. I can already feel the pressure of N level already. Geez~ I just hope that my computer wont go nuts for this period of tyme coz i gotta do a lot of research. I'll go really crazy if it does that to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I kindda just got home frm Tampines Mall. Century Square has already renovated. Its so cool now. New and intersting shops. As per usual, theres jam pack of ppl at Tampines Mall. Almost every shop i go theres the word SALE. Making me more tempted to buy stuff. Damm. And yeah, i will be gettin my Busary tmorrow. Shittos, gotta wake up early. But nevermind, its worth it. I dunno how much i'll be gettin this tyme. Hopefully more that last yr :) hehee.. And lyk FINALLY i'll be gettin my sling bag that i've been waiting to buy. But i'll be gettin it prolly by the end of the month coz of bebeh's tight schedule. Wah~ Have to wait somemore. But nevermind, i really want to go with him so he can help me to choose and besides that i get to spend tyme with him(its hard to go out with him these days coz of his tight schedule) and prolly, we will finally eat the Hagen Daiz ice cream that i've been craving for since lyk F-O-R-E-V-E-R! I still havent get to eat it ya noe? Well, 27 more days to my birthday and 30 more days to bebeh's birthday.Wow~ He's gonna turn 20 and im only turnin 16! Geez~ I am still cracking my head to what im gonna get for him for his bday. Its so hard to get a guy prezzie duncha think so??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Well, tmorrow's the Tiger Cup Finals. The tix have already been sold out. Bebeh's gonna be working there to usher the ppl, i think. Hopefully there will be no fights whatsoever. Hopefully it will run smoothly. Cant bare to see bebeh in danger. Frm wat he told me bout Spore VS Myanmmar, im worried i admit. Take care of urself cutie pie. I love u too much to see u in any kind of danger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-110580347313614372?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110580347313614372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110580347313614372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2005/01/heloheloo.html' title='helo..heloo..'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-110536885344823774</id><published>2005-01-10T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T20:58:40.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im sicko~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I didnt come to school tday. As u can see by the tittle above. Im sicko as in im sick...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Woke up at 10am and headed to the polyclinic. Alone. By myself. Its kind of a challenge for me coz i've never been to the polyclinic before. I mean, i've been there before but just to accompany ppl. I've never been to the polyclinic to see the doctor. I always go the private clinic. And its been ages since i go there. Hehe..well, ask mommy and bebeh for the procedure so that i can at least have the clear picture to what im supposed to do there. And i did everything that i was told to do. Luckly i brought along my magazines coz i noe that i'll have to wait very long. ;p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;The visit end at about 12. Wanted to go to Tampines Mall to buy some food stuff but I saw Mommy and abah near cheers. Wat a coincidence. Haha.. and i followed them. They going to eat at Chai Chee Restaurant. Yum2..I had a nice lunch tday with them. Its been ages since we ate together. We had shark fin's soup, Sambal kang kong...and i dun quite remember the rest...nice rite??!! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;And then i send mama to the MRT station and then i walk back home. Reach home and take my pills and then slept lyk a baby. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I better stop here. Wanna pack bag for tmorrow and then im off to lala land. Tmorrow im going to school. Only 1 day MC, thats only for tday. Damm :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Good Nytez. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Tata~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-110536885344823774?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110536885344823774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110536885344823774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2005/01/im-sicko.html' title='im sicko~'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-110525436356278677</id><published>2005-01-09T14:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T20:58:54.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seed Of Chucky~</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I went out with Parvin yesterday. I followed her to Bugis to change her phone. She got a new phone!! A flip-flap one!! So nice :) And then we went to take photos!! Its been quite a while since Parvin and me went out together let alone take photos. It turned out nice. But I accidently closed my eyes in one of the photo. Grr~ We went to Orchard next. Parvin wanted to go to the Roxy shop. Whats new huh?? :P And its good coz i get to survey my sling bag. I still have not made up my mind to what sling bag im gonna buy. No, not for school but for going out.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Met bebeh at around 7 and then Parvin went home. Bebeh and me watch Seed Of Chucky at Lido. The show is quite funny can u believe it?? Got a bit of violence here and there. Didnt get to eat Hagen Diaz. BooHoo!! Maybe next tyme huh?? Im gonna make sure i get to eat it next Saturday. I've been craving for it for such a long tyme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Excatly 7 more days till i get my kaching(as in $$$$). Im couting. I'm $250 richer. Well, at least thats what i think. &lt;em&gt;Sekali&lt;/em&gt; i get $ 500 eh? Wah~ SHOPPING!! hahaa.. If u guys are lost , im actually talking bout my busary. Im getting it this Sunday. Yeyyeyness!! :) :) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Ouh yeah, i watch Meet The Fockers already. Nice show. Really funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Im currently down with a flu. Not sure whether i'll be going to school or not. Been sick for a few days already. My nose is so damm irritating. Bluwek!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I miss my bebeh oweady. I think he's asleep already. Too tired i guess. And skool starts tmorrow for him. Im sure he's gonna be really excited to see his fwens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-110525436356278677?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110525436356278677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110525436356278677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2005/01/seed-of-chucky.html' title='Seed Of Chucky~'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-110484642162060213</id><published>2005-01-04T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T21:47:17.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my first day of school~ Muhahaha!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;my first day of school~ Muhahaha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Well, I didnt came to school yesterday because I woke up late. Hehee :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;So, thats means tday is offically my first day of school!! Muhaha..Im the odd one since everyone's first day of school is yesterday. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Well, im elected to be the class chairman but im under probation for 1 month. Last year i was the co- chairman and this yr im the chairman. Wahh~ I'm being promoted. HAHAHA!! Well, Mr low is not our co- form teacher anymore. Im gonna miss him!! But our new co-form teacher is Miss Ho. Im okey with is coz she was our former chemistry teacher and still is and we certainly can get along very well with her. We have new and former teachers teaching us this year. Well, this year time table totaly suck big time!! This year, our dismissal time is not fixed. We usually go home at 1.20pm last year. But this year, we have timing lyk 1.50pm and even 2.50pm!! Darn!! And we also have 2 recess everyday except on fridays. We have the usual recess and at 1.50pm we have our lunch. hurhur!! &lt;em&gt;Who the hell make this time table huh???!!! Shyte u!! Cannot see ppl happy izzit??!!&lt;/em&gt; &gt;_&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;BUT, im really happy to see my fwens. *grins* I love them !! U guys noe who u are!! Been missing them since the school holidays. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Now, i cant sleep late anymore. Later cannot wake up for school. LOL. Gotta adjust my sleeping time. Been sleeping at about 4 am since the holidays. Hurhur!! And now, as usual, my eyes look lyk hello panda. BooHoo!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Well, thats it for now. I gotta pack my books for tomorrow. Those ITE kids. Plz do enjoy ur holidays while it last okey? Make the full use of it. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-110484642162060213?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110484642162060213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110484642162060213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2005/01/my-first-day-of-school-muhahaha.html' title='my first day of school~ Muhahaha!!'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-110465412090632318</id><published>2005-01-02T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-02T16:22:50.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love thingy. Well, i found this in fwenster. Read this. This make me scared coz it can be true, it can happen to ppl. Damm..heartach reading this...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&gt;&gt;edited&lt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Love thingy. Well, i found this in fwenster. Read this. This make me scared coz it can be true, it can happen to ppl. Damm..Heartach reading this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Love hurts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;letting go of a person u've just learned to love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;reminiscing the good times u shared together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;shielding ur heart to love somebody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;trying to hide what u really feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;trying to hide the tears that involuntarily fall from ur eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;loving a person too much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;giving up someone u never thought of giving up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;having the right love at the wrong time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;taking the risk to fall in love again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;hiding ur relationship from someone else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;controlling ur feelings to avoid hurting a friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;thinking of him every waking and sleeping moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;knowing all the while that he never even thinks a single thought of you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;trying to let go, because everytime you see the person, you only fall deeper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;holding back only to find out when it's too late,you both felt the same way, but were &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;only scared to lose each other so much that you didn't let the feelings out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;falling in love with someone you didnt mean to fall in love with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;finding the perfect person...with only one prob....he doesnt love you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;helping the one you love court your friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;seeing the one you love crying for someone else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;the waiting also hurts like hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;having to hear "... I've met someone"agreeing to his wish to "just be friends"asking his freedom back bcoz "he'd be happier with her" asking u to "forget that everything happened" and be "normal friends" again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;hearing that u're treated as a sister&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;haring his future plans for the girl with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;u stopped being friends bcoz his gf asked him to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;being denied in front of people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;telling u lies where he'd been when actually, he was with a "new friend" or an "old flame" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;he told u he'd be leaving u to return to or because of his ex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;breaking someone's heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;fighting for that one thing that would make you happy that is, holding on to a person who cannot guarantee you his commitment unless he fix himself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;then, you are left hanging for the moment...then he/she says, time will tell... but you still decided to have hope in him and trust him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;PRETENDING you're OK when inside you're dying...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;PRETENDING to be strong.... and RECOGNIZING your weakness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;lying in bed each night, thinking of that special person you can never have...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;being with someone you can't actually love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;pretending you don't love a person whom you actually love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;being in love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;letting go even if you really don't want to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;having no right to say you are hurting because it was your decision&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;seeing the person you love hurt because of you...and not being able to help that person...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;having the courage to say I LOVE YOU to the person you love and finding out afterwards that things will never be the same again when he doesnt treat you with the same closeness as before &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;having to face the fact that someone is capable of completely destroying the wall that you have set for yourself, leaving you weak and vulnerable &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;admitting that you love someone despite his imperfections &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;finding out that the more you try to hate him the more you end up loving him perhaps even more than before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;realizing how stupid your mistakes were that led to your break-up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;the thought that this boy, used to really love you and you loved him as well but you didn't give enough and he gave up on you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Sharing the one you love with SOMEBODY else.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;making a promise....and realizing that when the time has come for that promise to be delivered....the commitment is no longer there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;the hardest thing about love - believing it exists&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;After you've been hurt......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;earn to forgive...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;learn to trust.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;and love again.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-110465412090632318?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110465412090632318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110465412090632318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2005/01/love-thingy-well-i-found-this-in.html' title='Love thingy. Well, i found this in fwenster. Read this. This make me scared coz it can be true, it can happen to ppl. Damm..heartach reading this...'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-110460863994593406</id><published>2005-01-02T03:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-02T03:44:05.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i cant sleep!!! Somebody shoot me!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;i cant sleep!!! Somebody shoot me!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Well, its already 3.30 am. I cant sleep. I cant sleep!! Why?? Im worried coz bebeh didnt call me after work. I called him earlier but his hp is switched off. I tried calling him so many tymes despite knowing that his hp is switched off. Damn! Im so worried therefore i cannot sleep! (how many times must i repeat that??!!) Im so gonna make him pay by making me worry lyk this! muhahhaaaha!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Bebeh!! Switch on ur hp lah and call me back!!! I cannot sleep!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Urgghhhhhh!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&gt;_&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-110460863994593406?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110460863994593406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110460863994593406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-cant-sleep-somebody-shoot-me.html' title='i cant sleep!!! Somebody shoot me!!'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-110456045241604702</id><published>2005-01-01T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-02T00:09:25.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'> Happy New Year!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Happy New Year!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Happy New Year to eveyone!! Hope that 2005 would be a really good year. Hope that it will be a peaceful year, without any terrorism or natural disaster. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Yesterday, I met bebeh for a while at Tampines Mall. I wanted to give him the &lt;em&gt;roti kirai&lt;/em&gt; that my mummy made for him. Bebeh bought for me the Billabong wallet that i've been craving for since lyk f-o-r-e-v-e-r!! Thank Kew bebeh :D I love it. Some how i think that he was trying to make it up to me because of our slight misunderstanding yesterday, by buying me that wallet. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Well, enough about yesterday owedy! Tday i just went to granny's house because baby Sabrina was there. Its been so long since i saw her. Still as adorable as ever! Cant believe that she's growned up so fast. Now she noes how to walk and even kiss ppl!! She kissed meeee!!!!! She even said some words lyk maaa and maaak!! So cute! And so, i heard that im gonna be baby sitting her tmorrow!! yey2ness!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;And 2 more days till school starts.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;bluwekkkkk!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-110456045241604702?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110456045241604702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110456045241604702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2005/01/happy-new-year.html' title=' Happy New Year!!!!'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-110447691981220841</id><published>2004-12-31T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T15:19:02.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbye to 2004~ hello to 2005!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;goodbye to 2004~ hello to 2005!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Well, the year 2004 is gonna end real soon. Errmm..let see..in about 11 hours time. This year has been Ok for me. It's filled with both Ups and Downs. Good and bad memories. The good ones i'll treasure them and keep it close to my heart. The bad ones i'll keep it in an imaginary box and lock it tight with a key. Wow~ Time flies by really fast. Its the end of the year already. A lot has happen within this year..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hopefully next year will be a better year for me. 2005 resolutions?? Im afraid im not gonna make any coz i noe i'll not follow it. heh!!! Well, next year im gonna be really busy preparing for my N levels. I bet its gonna be quite a stressful year. Im gonna treasure my time with my fwens more than before coz maybe some of us will go our seprate ways after the N level exam. Hopefully we all get to go to sec 5 and take our O level together. *cross fingers*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Even though next year is gonna be a hectic year for me, I'm gonna make tyme for my bebeh. And he also HAVE to make tyme for his bebeh too . He's gonna be a really busy man next year with all his activities. Lyk i told u before, he's gonna be very busy with his Silat, Hip Hop crew, Work, School and his other activity lyk joining the Spore Idol and Anugerah. Wow~ His schedule is more hectic than mine!! :s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Ouh yeah~ My birthday is coming really soon! About 1 month and 13 days more! Im gonna be 16. Gettin older and older owedy! :p And bebeh birthday is just 3 days after mine! Cool! February babies!! Hopefully my birthday for next year will be much better than this yr's. This yr my birthday totally suck BIG TIME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;:/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-110447691981220841?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110447691981220841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110447691981220841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2004/12/goodbye-to-2004-hello-to-2005.html' title='goodbye to 2004~ hello to 2005!'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-110441573752816570</id><published>2004-12-30T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T22:09:03.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im so blessed~</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;im so blessed~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Guess whatt?!?! I just got the confirmation letter for the Busary!! That means im gettin some cash!!! Hard work really pays off yeah?? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Thank God im gettin the bursary. I tot i would'nt get it. Hehesh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;so now, i can save up the money for something special. Ehemm~ Fir, i noe u noe!!! shhhshhh okey? ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Well, I've already bought my school books on Monday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I still havent got my Biology book. Its apparently out of stock.Ouh yeah, the books cost about $23. Cheap huh? And the place was packed with ppl. All buying books at the last minute. :) Glad to see a few fimillar faces after the long holidday. Ah ha! School~ Talking about school. School is starting in a few days tyme. And i dunno if i should look foward to it or not. &gt;_&lt;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Guess wat?!! I saw sha2 yesterday! We talked for a while. Good seeing her. Apparently she lost my number. hehee... but she asked me to call her if i need anything. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;To bebeh :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I hope u lyke the suprised yesterday!! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I love u lots!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;What if i cut my hair short?? Would it be a disaster?? Would it suit my face? Coz i've never cut my hair short before. Im so tempted to cut my hair but im afraid that it will look horrible. :s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-110441573752816570?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110441573752816570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110441573752816570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2004/12/im-so-blessed.html' title='im so blessed~'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-110412129179398688</id><published>2004-12-27T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T12:22:29.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:: Love is Miracle ::.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;.:: Love is Miracle ::.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;From the very Begining, the girl's family objected strongly on her dating this guy. Saying that it has got to do with family background &amp; that the girl will have to suffer for the rest of her life if she were to be with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Due to family's pressure, the couple quarrel very often. Though the girl love the guy deeply, but she always ask him: "How deep is your love for me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;As the guy is not good with his words, this often cause the girl to be very upset. With that &amp; the family's pressure, the girl often vent her anger on him. As for him, he only endure it in silence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;After a couple of years, the guy finally graduated &amp;amp; decided to further his studies in overseas. Before leaving, he proposed to the girl: "I'm not very good with words. But all I know is that I love you. If you allow me, I will take care of you for the rest of my life. As for your family, I'll try my best to talk them round. Will you marry me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;The girl agreed &amp; with the guy's determination, the family finally gave in &amp;amp; agreed to let them get married. So before he leave, they got engaged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;The girl went out to the working society, whereas the guy was overseas, continuing his studies. They sent their love through emails &amp; phone calls. Though it's hard, but both never thought of giving up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;One day, while the girl was on her way to work, she was knocked down by a car that lost control. When she woke up, she saw her parents beside her bed. She realised that she was badly injured.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Seeing her mum crying, she wanted to comfort her. But she realized that all that could come out of her mouth was just a sigh. She has lost her voice...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;The doctors says that the impact on her brain has caused her to lose her voice. Listening to her parents' comfort, but with nothing coming out from her, she broke down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;During the stay in hospital, besides silence cry..... it's still just silence cry that companied her. Upon reaching home, everything seems to be the same. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Except for the ringing tone of the phone.Which pierced into her heart everytime it rang.She does not wish to let the guy know &amp; not wanting to be a burden to him, she wrote a letter to him saying that she does not wish to wait any longer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;With that, she sent the ring back to him. In return, the guy sent millions &amp; millions of reply, and countless of phonecalls.. all the girl could do, besides crying, is still crying....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;The parents decided to move away, hoping that she could eventually forget everything &amp;amp; be happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;With a new environment, the girl learn sign language &amp; started a new life. Telling herself everyday that she must forget the guy. One day, her friend came &amp;amp; told her that he's back. She asked her friend not to let him know what happened to her. Since then, there wasn't anymore news of him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;A year has passed &amp;amp; her friend came with an envelope, containing an invitation card for the guy's wedding. The girl was shattered. When she open the letter, she saw her name in it instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;When she was about to ask her friend what's going on, she saw the guy standing in front of her.He used sign language telling her "I've spent a year's time to learn sign language. Just to let you know that I've not forgotten our promise. Let me have the chance to be your voice. I Love You. With that, he slipped the ring back into her finger. The girl finally smiled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-110412129179398688?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110412129179398688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110412129179398688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2004/12/love-is-miracle.html' title='.:: Love is Miracle ::.'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-110408617826082360</id><published>2004-12-27T02:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T02:37:29.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz~</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Quiz~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;You Are the Girl Next Door!&lt;/h2&gt;You're caring, warm, and the girl that nice guys want to marry.Uncomplicated and simple, you've got an easy going attitude guys love.But this doesn't mean you're dull - far from it!You're a great conversationalist, and you're an expert at living the good life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yournewromance.com/kindgirlquiz.html"&gt;What Kind of Girl Are You? Take This Quiz :-)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/app/"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yournewromance.com/"&gt;Find'&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;http://www.yournewromance.com/"&gt;Find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; the Love of Your Life (and More Love Quizzes) at Your New Romance.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/girl-next-door.gif" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Guys Like That You're Sensitive&lt;/h2&gt;And not in that "cry at a drop of a hat" sort of way&lt;br /&gt;You just get most guys - even if you're not trying to&lt;br /&gt;Guys find it is easy to confide in you and tell you their secrets&lt;br /&gt;No wonder you tend to get close quickly in relationships!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yournewromance.com/guyslikequiz.html"&gt;What Do Guys Like About You? Take This Quiz :-)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/app/"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yournewromance.com/"&gt;Find'&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;http://www.yournewromance.com/"&gt;Find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; the Love of Your Life (and More Love Quizzes) at Your New Romance.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/ynr/you-are-sensitive.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-110408617826082360?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110408617826082360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110408617826082360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2004/12/quiz.html' title='Quiz~'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-110391323970496721</id><published>2004-12-24T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-25T02:34:05.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Outing With Wani</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;Outing With Wani~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Merry Christmas to everyone who celebrates it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Well, i dunno why ppl keep wishing me Merry Christmas when i lyk so dun celebrate it. About 4 ppl wish me that. But what the heck rite? hahaa..Merry christmas to u guys who wished me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Went out with Wani tday. It was great fun! We went to Orchard. Boy! It was jam pack wit ppl. Went to Far East to take photo!! hahaa..so long never take neoprint. We went window shopping all the way. Poor Wani,she has to keep up with me and now she is all beat up and tired. We went to a lot of shops. haha..see what happens if u go window shopping with me..i'll go to a lot of shop...well...almost all the shops!! hahaha..sometymes i pitty my fwens ;p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I get to meet my bebeh tday!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! yey2!!!!!!!!!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I met him for a while at Wisma. So good to see him. So cute!! Lyk wanna bite his cheeks!!! Grr~Its been 4 days since i last saw him. haha..im counting how many days we never meet..pathatic??...yah, i noe..hahaa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Than at about 8.30 liddat, me and Wani headed to bugis. Luckily there's not many ppl. So..that means i can WINDOW SHOP PEACEFULLY!!! hahahaa.. Chill at Coffee Bean and then at about 10.15 make our way back home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-110391323970496721?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110391323970496721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110391323970496721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2004/12/outing-with-wani.html' title='Outing With Wani'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-110381246508165991</id><published>2004-12-23T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T22:36:59.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mario Lyrics</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&gt;&gt;edited&lt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Okey. Like i always do. Im gonna post the lyrics here so u guys can sing along to this song. Hehe.. Enjoy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mario-Let me love you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mmmm ..... Mmmmm.... Yeah....Mmmmm....Yeah, Yeah, YeahMmmm...Yeah....Mmmm..... Yeah, Yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;[Verse 1:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Baby I just don't get it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Do you enjoy being hurt? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I know you smelled the perfume, the make-up on his shirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You don't believe his stories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You know that they're all lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Bad as you are ,you stick around and I just don't know why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;If I was ya man (baby you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Never worry bout (what I do)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'd be coming home (back to you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Every night, doin' you right &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You're the type of woman (deserves good thangs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Wrist full of diamonds (hand full of rings)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Baby you're a star (I just want to show you,you are)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You should let me love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Let me be the one to give you everything you want and need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Baby good love and protection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Make me your selection &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Show you the way love's supposed to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Baby you should let me love you, love you, love you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;[Verse 2:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Listen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Your true beauty's description looks so good that it hurts &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You're a dime plus ninety-nine and it's a shame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Don't even know what you're worth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Everywhere you go they stop and stare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Cause you're bad and it shows &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;From your head to your toes, Out of control, baby you know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;If I was ya man (baby you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Never worry bout (what I do)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'd be coming home (back to you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Every night doin' you right &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You're the type of woman (deserves good thangs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Wrist full of diamonds (hand full of rings)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Baby you're a star (I just want to show you, you are) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You should let me love you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Let me be the one to give you everything you want and need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ooh Baby good love and protection &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Make me your selection &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Show you the way love's supposed to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Baby you should let me.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;[Bridge:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You deserve better girl (you know you deserve better) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;We should be together girl (baby)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;With me and you it's whatever girl, hey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;So can we make this thing ours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You should let me love you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Let me be the one to give you everything you want and need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Baby good love and protection &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Make me your selection &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Show you the way love's supposed to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Baby you should let me love you, love you, love you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;[repeat til it ends (about 3 times)]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;[Mario (talking):]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Let me love you that's all you need baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-110381246508165991?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110381246508165991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110381246508165991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2004/12/mario-lyrics.html' title='Mario Lyrics'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-110380741848645303</id><published>2004-12-23T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T22:14:36.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shitty day~</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Shitty day~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Im sick. Im sick! I think i have food poisioning.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Mommy's down with it too.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Im so sure its because of the &lt;em&gt;nasi lemak&lt;/em&gt; stall opposite my block. Grr~ Keep going to toilet. I puke once tday and poo-ed countless times!! Geeze! It all started at 5 am this morning. But im feeling better. But i feel so weak and hungry. Mommy's gonna buy porridge for me before coming home from work. And the most sucky thing is I have to cancelled my outing with Wani and Q!! We were planning to go to Bugis tday. So much for wanting to go out. Im so sorry Wani and Q for cancelling tdays plan. Prolly next week okeys? Call me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Notice that I changed my font size? Hehe.. I think the previous size is quite small duncha think so?? I certainly dun want my readers to strain their eyes reading my entry. I dun want them to go blind! hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Ouh yeah.. i put a video here. Been going to the website but it keeps hanging on me. I love this song so much. So i ask dear Alif to help me by copy-ing the codes for me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Thank you Alif.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Poor baby's at work now. He wasnt supposed to work at Orange Julius tday but unfortunetly he have to cover up for his colleague. So much for wanting him to rest after working at Dimbulah tday. But tomorrow is he's off day. Than i guess he'll get to rest. But im not going to meet him tmorrow coz he's going out wit his fwens. Have fun baby! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-110380741848645303?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110380741848645303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110380741848645303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2004/12/shitty-day.html' title='Shitty day~'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-110371497275721220</id><published>2004-12-22T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T19:29:51.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bordem gets to me~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;bordem gets to me~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Its about 12 more days till school starts (school starts on the 3rd of Jan rite??) And I feel as though I've burned my school holidays without doing anything useful or fun. Everyday is the same old routine for me, which is, sleeping, watching tv, playing computer and eating. Thats it. Just sit at home and rot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Another 12 more days till im in sec 4. Wow~ Thats fast rite. I really cant believe it. I'll be taking my N levels and im pretty scared bout it. Have to really buck up and concentrate on my studies. Gonna put all my lazyness behind. And hopefully i can get to go to sec 5 and take my O levels. *crossed fingers*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;My tag board is lyk so dead. I wonder if anybody's even reading my entry. Grr~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-110371497275721220?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110371497275721220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110371497275721220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2004/12/bordem-gets-to-me.html' title='bordem gets to me~'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-110363704378717602</id><published>2004-12-21T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-21T22:51:36.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ocean's twelve~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;ocean's twelve~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Went to watch Ocean's Twelve with bebeh yesterday. The show was really great! You guys should watch it! But make sure u guys watch Ocean's Eleven first before watching Ocean's Twelve. Got that?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Bebeh n me exchanged our sweaters. Cool huh?? I've been sleeping with his sweater for 2 days already. Its so cozy. And i kept wearing it even though its blistering hot. plus..his sweater will make me feel that he's just rite beside me even though his not coz of the smell!! The smell of his perfume! and i so love his perfume smell!! Grr~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I think that its great that we exchange sweaters coz im not gonna meet bebeh till Monday, i think. So if i miss him (which i think i would!! well..im missing him already by this minute!!) i can just wear his sweater and smell it and that could certainly put me at ease.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;yeah, i noe im crazy.....crazy about him *grinSss*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;My stomach grumbling already. I wanna go and find food in the kitchen. Didnt eat tat much tday coz mummy bought Nasi Bryni (sp?). Im not such a fan of Nasi Bryni coz it gave my food poisoning once. And now im lyk scared of nasi bryni. &gt;_&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I think i might make a pit stop to the toilet first coz i feel that its tyme to release my feaces by the method of excreation. ( in short...i wanna poo!!) sorry coz the bio thingy is getting to me..hahaa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-110363704378717602?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110363704378717602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110363704378717602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2004/12/oceans-twelve.html' title='ocean&apos;s twelve~'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-110330800138136112</id><published>2004-12-18T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-18T02:26:46.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im tired</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;im tired~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::Friday::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Went to have breakfast at Mcdonald's with mummy and cuzzen Rudy. Than we went window shopping at Tampines Mall and Century Square. Poor Rudy, have to follow us around in the lady's department lyk looking for kitchen stuff, browsing through perfumes, trying make up, looking at lady's clothes and even looking at lingerie (even though i noe he enjoyed this part! ;p)!!!!!! He treat me a huge lollypop which cost 5 bux each. I still havent eatten it yet. I think it can last up to severl weeks dued to its size. Than we went to ya kun kaya to chill. And then we went back home with Rudy tagging along. The mother-daughter-cuzzen outing lasted till 4pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;And mind u, bebeh and i were planning to go out at around 2pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Grrr~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I quickly freshen myself up with another shower and quickly get changed(Yey!!im going out again tday and Rudy's at my house helpin mummy cut chillies at the kitchen!!aahakz! Im supposed to do that!! haha..but thankz Rudy!! ). Met bebeh at Dhoby Ghaut and then we went to walk around for awhile at Plaza Singapura coz we got 20 minutes till the gig starts. The gig's held at Planet Paradigm. My first gig...with bebeh...cool!! I wasted 7 buxx coz parvin was supposed to follow but she cant. Damm! Anyways, i went to a club!! hahaa i noe la its lame..but what e heck rite??!! hehee.. BUT from what i see..i dun think i wanna go clubbing when the tyme comes coz the lights make me feel really dissy and I really hate things which makes me dissy coz it will eventually make mu puke..SOO...i dun think i wanna go clubbing..bluuuweeKKK! Anyhoos, 4-thirty was great!!! hahaa..thats why im there, that is, to support 4-thirty!! haha..u guys roxx!! Asyraf is really crazy when he performs. I was lyk hoping that he wont fall down coz he's lyk singing with his eyes shut. They roxx ah!! haha..go roxx sum more!! coolness..at about 8.30 me and bebeh left. We went back to Plaza Singapura to eat KFC. And then we went to play arcade. Luckly we caught the last train. *Phewww* Bebeh didnt get to send me home. Thats fine by me.But i think I didnt get to spend more tyme with him tday. Shuckss!! Im so missing him rite now......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I got my period already...woah! thats fast...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and guess what?!! i realised that i ran out of pads...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;im really shagged after a day of outing. i really wanna sleep. am so sleepy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-110330800138136112?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110330800138136112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110330800138136112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2004/12/im-tired.html' title='im tired'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-110313519884727882</id><published>2004-12-16T02:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-16T02:27:17.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>words to guide u~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;words to &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;guide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; u~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Do not let anyone treat you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;as if you are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;unimportant &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;because you are &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;young.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Instead, be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;an example to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;believers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;with your words, your actions,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;your love, your faith and your pure &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Moral actions is the meeting place between the human and divine"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;Your own &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;heart &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;is your guru"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;" One must not always think so much about what one should do but rather what one should&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;be&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-110313519884727882?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110313519884727882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110313519884727882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2004/12/words-to-guide-u.html' title='words to guide u~'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-110295458195098579</id><published>2004-12-13T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T00:17:29.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the bbq pit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;The bbq pit~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Im gonna update bout tday's outing.. so here goes!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Met Parvin at Cheers at about 1 pm. So good seeing her. Its been a long tyme since i saw my bestie. She gave me the magazines frm America that she finish reading. All 6 of them! And my bag is so damm heavy!! haha..and she gave me the things that she bought for me in America, which is a Guess tshirt (how cool is that!!) , bracelete and ear rings. Parvin! Thank you so much!! I really love the stuff that u bought for me!! *Grins*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Then we headed to the bus stop near our skool to take bus no. 15 to east coast. Me and parvin was really scared that we would stop at the wrong bus stop coz we really dun noe the way to east coast. Kept calling Asyraf to ask him if were in e rite place. Haha.. and u noe wat??!! I felt lyk puke-ing in the bus!!!!! Grrr~ so irritating! Ask asyraf to wait for us at the bus stop and then we headed to east cost park.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Reach there and just slack around and take a lot of photos!! haha.. and wat could be worst rite?? It rained!! but it only lasted for a while. haha.. and then, when we were eating a big bird (i think its a crow! damm! its big, black and scary!!) came and steal dinah's food!! and dinah just sat in front of me!! God!! I was sacred and i shrieked!! hahaa...and i kept grabbing parvin! hehe..poor thing! And after the guys chased the bird out, i cant stop laughing at myself. haha..bout how i reacted. Even parvin laugh! haha..i didnt care if everyone's watching..i just shrieked coz im afraid that the bird would come after me!!! hahaa...farah..farah..silly grrl~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;And then at about 5.55pm , we made our way back. Took taxi with parvin to kallang and drop off at kallang Mrt than i took Mrt back to tampines. And i feel lyk puke-ing again when riding the taxi!! grrrrrr~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Tot that i would be late to fetch &lt;em&gt;adek&lt;/em&gt; frm skool. When i arrived at tampines its already 6.50pm. I rushed to the center and get to noe that &lt;em&gt;adek&lt;/em&gt; has gone home. Luckily &lt;em&gt;abah&lt;/em&gt; already fetch &lt;em&gt;adek&lt;/em&gt;! or else i think i have to fork out 5 bux for being late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Got home and took a shower. And i cant believe i miss the last episode of Survivor. I only realise it when the Tv's shoing the survivor reunion. Grr~ I totally forget bout it! I was at my bed, dosing myself of! hehe..im tired ya noe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I better get going now. I havent had my dinner...toodles!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Ouh! and where the hell is syad??!! My chatting buddie! hahaa..so long never see him online! haha..and we lyk miss each other!! awwwwwWW..was chatting with him just now and he went offline all of a sudden..hmmPh..he asked me out tomorrow..but i dunno if im going or not. Syad! if ur reading this..call me yeah bro? coz im free tomorrow..can accompany u buy jeans!! hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-110295458195098579?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110295458195098579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110295458195098579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2004/12/bbq-pit.html' title='the bbq pit'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-110285003102360015</id><published>2004-12-12T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-12T19:13:57.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss my baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Ouh gawd~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I miss my baby!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-110285003102360015?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110285003102360015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110285003102360015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-miss-my-baby_110285003102360015.html' title='i miss my baby!'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-110276829519354035</id><published>2004-12-11T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-11T20:31:49.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im broke!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Im broke!! as in $$ broke &gt;_&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Im broke! Im broke!! Im brokeee!!! grrr~ Supposed to follow kin to go to the gig tday. But didnt coz i've no more cash!! Although its only 4 buxx. See how broke i am!! and i forgot that grandma's not in spore rite now. She's now in JB andI dun even noe when she's coming back. So, it means that, no one's gonna look after &lt;em&gt;adek&lt;/em&gt; when im out. and so &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I cant go out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;U dun expect me to bring him along rite?? Grr~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;And how am i supposed to go to Asyraf pit on Monday without any cash?? That kept me thinking........ Cant afford to withdraw it frm my bank account. Its getting lesser and lesser. I keep using it. Been promising myself not to use it..but in the end...i still use it!!!! The temtation......... grr~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;If only i've inherited a million dollars...........Im gonna shop and shop till i drop i tell u!! Im gonna give my family a lump sum of money!! Im sure the first thing my moma gonna do is to renovate her kitchen! haha..and im gonna pay for baby's bike, the whole sum of the price..so that he need not have 2 jobs to save up for the bike..cool huh..and that means we dun have to catch the last train when we're out..and he can certainly send me home everyday..and i dun have to worry about him missing a stop when bording the train.. grrr&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;~ IF ONLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. Let me stress that again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;...IF ONLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;!! grrr~~ dream on lahxx!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Ouh yeah, is Parvin back frm America?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;HmmPh...i feel stupeed bout yesterday..Im so sorry baby..Im trying my best to control it, i promise. I love u. I really do..Im glad everthin's okey now. Hope u dun hold any grudges against me yeah?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-110276829519354035?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110276829519354035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110276829519354035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2004/12/im-broke.html' title='im broke!!'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-110266973161999853</id><published>2004-12-10T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-10T20:13:59.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i think im begining to grow fat~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;i think im begining to grow fat~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;My stomach is full of fats. It's lyk bultching(sp?) already. I've not been exercising for quite a long tyme . Grrr~ I dun wanna grow fat!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Why??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;1. Im afraid that i cannot get back to shape if i ever get fat(and this would be really soon if i dun start to exercise!!). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;2. My clothes certainly wont fit..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;3. and I have to actually get new ones!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;4. and thats just a wate of money!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;5. I wont be able to keep up with others when were playing some games/sports or whutever coz i'll be panting lyk hell!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;6. I'll be really concious bout my weight 24-seven!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;7. Tight fitting clothes would certainly be a NO-NO&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;coz my &lt;em&gt;babats&lt;/em&gt; (fats) will be clearly visible!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;8. I certainly dun lyk to wear a size L or XL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;See! I've got a lot of reasons for not wanting to get fat! I think i could list a lot more if my computer doesn took its toll on me. So i've got to start exercising prolly rite this minute!! from keeping myself gettin fat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'd better be off now coz my computer is hanging rite this minute, when im still typing this entry. I've gotta pause every now and then and have to wait for it to be OK again. And u certainly think its so damm irritating rite!! But what the heck rite?? I wouldnt wanna waste my energy upon typing this and losing out on today's entry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Ouh yeah! No offence to any obese ppl (im tryna be nice here ppl, do give credit yeah? Use the word obese instead of fat becoz i think fat just sound too harsh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;;P&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-110266973161999853?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110266973161999853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110266973161999853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-think-im-begining-to-grow-fat.html' title='i think im begining to grow fat~'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-110260765518355381</id><published>2004-12-09T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T23:55:45.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>grrr~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Grrr~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jealous- Feeling angry and&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt; unhappy because someone you like or love is showing intrest in another person, or another person is showing intrest in them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I HATE THIS FEELING!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;SOMEONE PLEASE HELP ME TO OVERCOME IT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;pretty please??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;grrrrrrrrr~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-110260765518355381?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110260765518355381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110260765518355381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2004/12/grrr.html' title='grrr~'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-110251520645434380</id><published>2004-12-08T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-08T22:18:29.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Benji</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;center&gt; My Benjamin mckenzie~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v435/girltommy/ben6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v435/girltommy/ben5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v435/girltommy/ben4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v435/girltommy/ben2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v435/girltommy/ben1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v435/girltommy/ben3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-110251520645434380?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110251520645434380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110251520645434380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2004/12/benji.html' title='Benji'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-110239246785258767</id><published>2004-12-07T11:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-07T12:08:43.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;The birthday wish~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Happy Birthday Parvin!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Finally!!! U've turn fifteen! After a longgg wait! hehesh.. May u have more freedom ahead of u. Have fun on ur birthday okies!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Well, i've not been updating my blog for quite a long tyme. Why??? Coz my computer keeps hanging on me, i've been busy lately and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IM SICK!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Ouh gosh~ Its been a few days already and im still not gettin better. I cant sleep soundly coz my nose is blocked. I cant breath. I breath using my mouth &gt;_&lt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Ouh yeah, my whole family is sick btw. Except for I'in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Ouh yah, why the hell is the clinics close on sundays!!! What if someone is really sick and need to go to the doctor urgently?? grr... Bebeh n me was searchin for a clinic thats open on sundays. It took us 3 close clinic to find an open one (get wat i mean?). Luckly we found one at Blk 400+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Thank you my dear for coming all the way from bukit panjang to tampines to accompany me to the doctor in the wee hours of the morning after i called u and told u that i cannot take it anymore, despite u being so sick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;. That was so sweeet of u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Im so greatful and i appreciate what u've done. I love u! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Got to go now. The computer is taking its toll on me! grrr...so irritating!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-110239246785258767?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110239246785258767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110239246785258767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2004/12/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-110192016690096571</id><published>2004-12-01T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-02T02:04:49.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>..and the Spore idol winner is....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;..and the Spore idol winner is....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;..Taufiq Batisah! Congrats to him! He deserve it. Most of my fwens would be really happy wit the results. Hah! Good for them~ no offence to Sly. I like him too!! He's cute n everything. Its just that I think Sly's vocal is not good enough to become the very First Spore Idol! Taufiq's vocal is much better. ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Shocking news: I didnt vote for any of them but my parents did!!! Funny rite? Im supposed to be so engrossed in all this shyte. Im a teenager for gawd sake! haha.. well, i guess im not so into Spore idol. Unless my baby's in the competition lah. *grins* soon, soon.. He'll be entering again next year. Im gonna support him all e way!! yeah man!! u rock baby!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;This entry's gonna be short. My motive is to just post about the winner, thats all. Im going of  to lala land. So sleepy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I wonder what my baby's doing. I just hope he didnt get into a fight wit his next door neighbour. I really dun want him to get into trouble. And i dun want him to get hurt. I just hope nothing bad has happen. Damm u Faliq next door neighbour!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;maybe, i'll give him a call later on....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;...just to make sure that he's alright....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;.....cant sleep without knowing whether he's ok or not....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-110192016690096571?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110192016690096571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110192016690096571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2004/12/and-spore-idol-winner-is.html' title='..and the Spore idol winner is....'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-110189172746833091</id><published>2004-12-01T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-01T18:05:14.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>class of 3n3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;~class of 3n3~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v435/girltommy/3n3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;HmmpH..aint tis picture huge?! Haha.. This is my class photo. Taken in the year 2004 (this yr lah!) I got this pic from my dear fwen May yeh. She's the one who scan the photo for us. She even put our names in the pic. *shakes head* I guess she's to bored at home eh?? so &lt;em&gt;semangats&lt;/em&gt;. But nevertheless, she's a good fwen to me. hehe.. I just love class 3n3! I miss them!! (except one ;) maybe some of u guys noe who SHE is. I gave out a clue! its a SHE! SHE is the one we all hate!! ) kk,enough! haha.. I always thought that class 2n2 was the best. But class 3n3 is much more fun!! n better!!! Yeah, i admit i do miss class 2n2. But ya noe, class 3n3, most of us can get along. Im gonna miss the PeEpz who didnt make it for next yr (4 of the peEpz retain) It wouldnt be as much fun. I swear. Haiz.. Class 3n3... *stare out to space* most of the peEpz are great..except 2 or 3..and the teachers are so cool! The best!! In fact, they are the best teachers i ever had. Our form teacher are the coolest! Love them both! Mdm Loh n Mr Low(they are not husband and wife btw!). hehekz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Well, im chattin wit syad now. Well..it seems lyk everyone have their problems. Yah, this is what u call life. Life is full of problems. Without it, it wouldnt be called life. Im tryin my best to give him advices. Wow! I didnt realise that me n syad could grow close. But im cool wit it. We're classmates anyway. We are bound to grow close sooner or later. Hehsh..To tell u the truth, i luv my classmates (the boys) who im very close with. Ppl lyk zahid, syad, wan, fee, hamzah. I treasure them all. Just love being with them. They are the ones who can brighten up my day and make me smile by their crazyness and all. hehesh.. Love my bros~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;well, enough of heart n soul ! haha...well, to think bout it, im always heart n soul. Almost all my entries are! hahaa.. to cut it short... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im emo! baaah!! hope u guys cant see this huh! hehee! im evil!! MuHAHHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ok lah! i better go now. I have to fetch my bro frm dowstairs. He's skoolin. child care btw. Better go now or else his teachers start callin me and make such a fuss!! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;P.s: Sorry coz the picture is not that clear. To think bout it, my face looks a bit distorted! hahaa..kk enough eh?? :D Yah..expecially my eyes! BaaaH~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-110189172746833091?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110189172746833091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110189172746833091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2004/12/class-of-3n3.html' title='class of 3n3'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-110183687444043456</id><published>2004-12-01T01:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-01T01:48:05.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Ta Daaa~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;~Ta Daaaa~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Well, the last post was by my baby. Hehekz! Yah..baby's my future husband!! hehekz.. Hopefully yeah? *crossed fingers*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Well, baby just left from my place. I mish him already. He came by to see me after his band practice. Its so good to see him. Its bin lyk a thousand yrs since i saw him! Chey~! Hehe..no la..the last tyme i saw him is on saturday. But it feels lyk sooOoo long since I last saw him seyy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hmm..whats gonna happen to me if he study in Melbourn???!!!! I think i'll go crazy!!!! He'll be there for about 3 yrs!!! Its lyk soooOooo long!! I'd rather him going to Ns seyyy...at least i get to see him on saturday n sundays or maybe when he get to book out. If he's in Melbourn, i think, i'd only get to see him when he's on holiday. That will be long..and IF he have the money to fly back to Singapore,that is. Geez~ I really hope that he change his mind bout studying abroad. I would really lose my mind. I wouldnt noe what to do. But if he really want to study abroad..i'll support him no matter what. I promise. I'll wait for him no matter what. He's worth wating for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;:)Okey, back to bisness. Well, ta daaa~! Look what my baby's done to my webbie. I think its pretty cool tho! hehe..but i think its a bit messy. But what e heck!! hehe...i luv the blurry part! Its ouh-so-cool!! Baaah~ Thanks baby! I love u lots!! :xGood nite..hmmPh...i mean good morning ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-110183687444043456?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110183687444043456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110183687444043456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2004/12/ta-daaa.html' title='~Ta Daaa~'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-110182581638765507</id><published>2004-11-30T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-01T01:50:28.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faliq is HERE to help!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;~Faliq is HERE to help!!!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;hi ! im Faliq..Farahs future husband n i juz update n edited her blog..dats all!!! bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-110182581638765507?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/feeds/110182581638765507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9303504&amp;postID=110182581638765507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110182581638765507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110182581638765507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2004/11/faliq-is-here-to-help.html' title='Faliq is HERE to help!!!'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-110171730671780839</id><published>2004-11-29T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-30T21:50:08.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'> ~FaRaH n FaLiQ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;The Love B*I*R*D*S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width: 200; height: 100; src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v435/girltommy/F-ANXLlq3as2riwqQaqt8-dg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                               &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~:::FaRaH &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;N* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;FaLiQ:::~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-110171730671780839?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110171730671780839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110171730671780839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2004/11/farah-n-faliq.html' title=' ~FaRaH n FaLiQ~'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-110153664971686229</id><published>2004-11-27T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-01T01:51:12.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raya Outing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;~Raya Outing 2~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;::Yesterday::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;The Raya outing with Faliq and fwens went well.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I had great fun. My stomach was bloated coz theres food serve at almost every house. grrr... and i keep going to the toilet at almost every house. Heh! Blader(sp?) problem. I think I consume too much water and prolly becoz im feelin very cold. They rent a mini bus so it save us the hasstle to take public transport. And the cool thing was...I didnt feel lyk puke-ing!!! yeyyeyness!!! But I felt dissy only at the last part of our outing. I guess i didnt get enough sleep the day before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Bebeh didnt get to send me home coz we were afraid that he couldnt go home. Afraid that he would miss the last train. Dun tell me he gonna take a taxi home rite? That would cost a fourtune, from Tampines to bukit panjang. *shakes head* Sometymes i just wish that he would stay near my place. Tweet offered him to sleep at his place but i guess its a bit troublesome rite. He, with his baju raya and he didnt bring his work stuff. He have to work the next day btw. So we just went to the Mrt station together and that was the last of US. We went seprate ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Well, it didnt occur to me that it would rain heavily in Tampines. I'd didnt rain in Aljunied which was the last house. So the tot of me walking frm the Mrt Station to my house was a NO-NO. I didnt wanna get wet and get sick. So i went to the interchange to take a bus home. The last bus was at 0040 hrs and the tyme was 12.00am. Was not sure wat it means so i change my mind and took a taxi instead. Didnt want to wait up for the bus for a long tyme and gettin to noe that there was no more bus left. Heh! &lt;em&gt;paisey lah. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;So i went all the way back to Tampines Mall to get a taxi. The queue at tha taxi stand was ouh-so-long! Sheesh..wat the heck! So i just waited. The ride cost about 5 bux plus, including the midnight charge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Got home and change my clothes and get to bed. Pop a panadol before that and called bebeh to say goodnight.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;::Today::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Didnt wake bebeh up tday. Hehesh.. I guess i slept lyk a baby yesterday. haha.. Only realise it when i wake up for a while at about 10am. Luckily bebeh was already at work. Or else..I'd be feelin guilty. Im all alone tday. &lt;em&gt;Adek&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;slept at granny's house yesterday. Wow, i feel that i've not seen &lt;em&gt;adek&lt;/em&gt; for quite a while now. hehee.. So i'd be fetching him later on. When im not lazy..hehesh.. Im still modifying my webbie. I wonder why i put my stuff and it doesnt appear. *scratch heads* nvm, i'll figure it out. or maybe i'll ask bebeh to do it for me yeah? *grins*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Well, thats it for now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;toodles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-110153664971686229?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/feeds/110153664971686229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9303504&amp;postID=110153664971686229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110153664971686229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110153664971686229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2004/11/raya-outing.html' title='Raya Outing'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-110137282016343893</id><published>2004-11-25T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-01T01:52:00.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;~ WeeEEe~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Im almost done with my new webbie. Yahoos!! Gonna update later if i have the tyme. Cant update now coz im going out. Gotta get ready.. Byee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-110137282016343893?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110137282016343893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110137282016343893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2004/11/weeeee-im-almost-done-with-my-new.html' title=''/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303504.post-110128676382460122</id><published>2004-11-24T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-01T01:53:25.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey hey</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;~ Testin~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;helooo? heloo?? Testin 1,2,3..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9303504-110128676382460122?l=dipshyte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/feeds/110128676382460122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9303504&amp;postID=110128676382460122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110128676382460122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9303504/posts/default/110128676382460122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dipshyte.blogspot.com/2004/11/hey-hey.html' title='hey hey'/><author><name>dipshyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02087828022849558767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
