<?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-1690049789899082901</id><updated>2011-11-19T18:32:45.089+08:00</updated><category term='Camwhore'/><category term='INDIAN DUDE IS AWESOME'/><category term='Aunty&apos;s Questions'/><category term='Food Garden'/><category term='PainBallZ'/><category term='Sick'/><category term='Talk'/><category term='Grandma'/><category term='Shop'/><category term='Fashion Show'/><category term='skip school'/><category term='Dream Cars'/><category term='Walk Home'/><category term='Goodbye'/><category term='Miss Me?'/><category term='Exam period.'/><category term='Tuition Teacher&apos;s Day'/><category term='Kim Hyun Joong'/><category term='&apos;09'/><category term='Stupid School'/><category term='Afraid'/><category term='Last Episode'/><category term='My Queen'/><category term='Terminator. 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Presents'/><category term='Fat Bulky Fingers.'/><category term='fight'/><category term='ComingSoon'/><category term='English test in tuition'/><category term='Fucking 23 for Add Maths'/><category term='Romance'/><category term='skipped school'/><category term='tests'/><category term='malay'/><category term='group study'/><category term='CrazyBoy'/><category term='Discussion'/><category term='Practice'/><category term='twitter'/><category term='Classroom'/><category term='Chemistry'/><category term='Fag'/><category term='Sad Thursday'/><category term='Malacca'/><category term='hungry'/><category term='Dance'/><category term='Night At The Museum 2'/><category term='Puberty'/><category term='Texting'/><title type='text'>Happiness</title><subtitle type='html'>Moments in your life that when you reminisce, it makes you smile to yourself.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jie Sze.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03232027643547169672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TQltCWEz6uI/AAAAAAAABU4/nukty6gWi1g/S220/x1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>108</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1690049789899082901.post-7499259714433980511</id><published>2011-02-19T11:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T11:02:22.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't say goodbye just yet.</title><content type='html'>I guess I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;temporarily&lt;/span&gt; moved to jie-sze.blogspot.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to see you there. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1690049789899082901-7499259714433980511?l=izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/feeds/7499259714433980511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2011/02/dont-say-goodbye-just-yet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/7499259714433980511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/7499259714433980511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2011/02/dont-say-goodbye-just-yet.html' title='Don&apos;t say goodbye just yet.'/><author><name>Jie Sze.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03232027643547169672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TQltCWEz6uI/AAAAAAAABU4/nukty6gWi1g/S220/x1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1690049789899082901.post-906371461147743459</id><published>2010-09-12T01:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T02:17:23.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anyone there?</title><content type='html'>Hello from an official iPhone user. *shows off* :p&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been updating my blog because I've not touched my laptop for awhile now. :)&lt;br /&gt;However, I'm not saying I don't go online.&lt;br /&gt;I could now that I have an iPhone. *shows off again* Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just kidding 'bout the showing off part.&lt;br /&gt;You guys know I'm not a snob. :)&lt;br /&gt;It's just to inform ya' all that it'll be hard for me to update from now on. Actually, from long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, alright. Don't mind me.&lt;br /&gt;It's 2 in the morning ; morning's insanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pssst. Honestly, I didn't know how to update a blog from an iPhone.&lt;br /&gt;Shit, I'm sucha a noob that I didn't know I could only post using the HTML format.&lt;br /&gt;Heh.&lt;br /&gt;I promise I'll update soon if you peeps could get me to start studying.&lt;br /&gt;I can never get my hands off the phone. &lt;br /&gt;The awesomeness of iPhone and how I got it will be written in the next post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll end this with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: sorry for the boring + ugly writing. Still a noob at this. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1690049789899082901-906371461147743459?l=izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/feeds/906371461147743459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/09/anyone-there.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/906371461147743459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/906371461147743459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/09/anyone-there.html' title='Anyone there?'/><author><name>Jie Sze.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03232027643547169672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TQltCWEz6uI/AAAAAAAABU4/nukty6gWi1g/S220/x1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1690049789899082901.post-913527779323729325</id><published>2010-08-11T03:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T04:07:59.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi there.</title><content type='html'>I never knew I could blog from a phone. Oh wow, i'm feelin so outdated right now. But it's really hard to type though. The key pad is so tiny and I don't know why the fonts kept returning to capital alphabets. I have to keep changing them. THIS IS FRUSTRATING. I should get going since I'm not supposed to be online or better yet, before I start banging this new phone of mum's on the wall. AND I CAN'T EVEN WRITE ON THE NEXT LINE. GOSH. Anyway, I'd like to apologize (if anyone ever read this post/ blog) for not updating in a long time. Did not bother to come online now that I am supposed to be hitting the books since trials is just around the corner. Next thing you know, we'll be sitting for SPM while everyone else are enjoying their holidays. Didn't I say I was gonna go like a few minutes ago? It's just that I really miss blogging. :/ Oh wells, bye for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1690049789899082901-913527779323729325?l=izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/feeds/913527779323729325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/08/hi-there.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/913527779323729325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/913527779323729325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/08/hi-there.html' title='Hi there.'/><author><name>Jie Sze.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03232027643547169672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TQltCWEz6uI/AAAAAAAABU4/nukty6gWi1g/S220/x1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1690049789899082901.post-125083837768349741</id><published>2010-07-18T10:56:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T12:59:45.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Champions.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TEJ1XsQBPwI/AAAAAAAABUc/1d7pM-h4sw8/s1600/ESPANA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 108px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TEJ1XsQBPwI/AAAAAAAABUc/1d7pM-h4sw8/s200/ESPANA.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495083545221218050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;España es el campeón de la copa del mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Spain is the champion for World Cup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&amp;amp; in conjunction with World Cup, I would like to write bout football hunks. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hahaha. It's one of the main reasons girls watch football so don't blame me. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've known much more players this time round.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;At the top of my list is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. Fernando Torres.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TEJvKcnx53I/AAAAAAAABT0/BKLXcn1Tidw/s1600/torres.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TEJvKcnx53I/AAAAAAAABT0/BKLXcn1Tidw/s200/torres.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495076720617842546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Plays for Spain with jersey number 9.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I currently have him as my laptop's background.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can't believe he's 26 years old but still looks so boyish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. Wesley Sneijder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TEJxLI2eHJI/AAAAAAAABT8/LE_dTf0uIM8/s1600/sneijder.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 125px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TEJxLI2eHJI/AAAAAAAABT8/LE_dTf0uIM8/s200/sneijder.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495078931513875602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Plays for Holland. Wears jersey number 10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;By the way he scolded the referee many a time, I think he's very hot-tempered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Not to forget, very hot too. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. Kaka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TEJ0DyNCzDI/AAAAAAAABUU/6NaXWIJEZ-4/s1600/kaka1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 144px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TEJ0DyNCzDI/AAAAAAAABUU/6NaXWIJEZ-4/s200/kaka1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495082103710338098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Number 10 for Brazil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He's 28 years old and married!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But still as cute as ever. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. Cesc Fabregas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/JIESZE%7E1/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-4.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TEJyyGtJXDI/AAAAAAAABUE/HJLrIgPoedA/s1600/fabregas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 128px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TEJyyGtJXDI/AAAAAAAABUE/HJLrIgPoedA/s200/fabregas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495080700464421938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Spain number 10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He was the first reason I supported Spain but I don't think he performed well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Used to be my favourite player.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5. Christiano Ronaldo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TEJ5NY71gGI/AAAAAAAABUk/FO_E3lys5rw/s1600/cronaldo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TEJ5NY71gGI/AAAAAAAABUk/FO_E3lys5rw/s200/cronaldo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495087766284107874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I agree that this boy is a player and is snobbish as hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But who couldn't agree that this Portugal number 7 is hot? ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That's bout it. Will update more another day, I think. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Keep your fingers crossed coz I've been busy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1690049789899082901-125083837768349741?l=izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/feeds/125083837768349741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/07/champions.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/125083837768349741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/125083837768349741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/07/champions.html' title='Champions.'/><author><name>Jie Sze.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03232027643547169672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TQltCWEz6uI/AAAAAAAABU4/nukty6gWi1g/S220/x1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TEJ1XsQBPwI/AAAAAAAABUc/1d7pM-h4sw8/s72-c/ESPANA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1690049789899082901.post-5332108937401926572</id><published>2010-07-08T04:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T04:44:49.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>España!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;IT'S 4.40 AM. THE &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SPAIN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;VS. GERMANY MATCH ENDED AWHILE AGO.&lt;br /&gt;I CAN'T RESIST NOT BLOGGING.&lt;br /&gt;AS YOU CAN SEE, I'M TYPING IN CAPITAL BECAUSE OF ALL THE EXCITEMENT.&lt;br /&gt;YEEEES, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SPAIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 1 - 0 GERMANY.&lt;br /&gt;I supported Spain throughout the World Cup. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="result_box" class="short_text"&gt;&lt;span style="" title=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; looks like Emmanuel's gonna be calling me sexy for the rest of the year. KEKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span id="result_box" class="short_text"&gt;&lt;span style="" title=""&gt;España para el mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1690049789899082901-5332108937401926572?l=izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/feeds/5332108937401926572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/07/espana.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/5332108937401926572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/5332108937401926572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/07/espana.html' title='España!'/><author><name>Jie Sze.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03232027643547169672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TQltCWEz6uI/AAAAAAAABU4/nukty6gWi1g/S220/x1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1690049789899082901.post-4124612727564773487</id><published>2010-06-20T14:44:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T00:36:43.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wish I could say &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Hey there, holiday just started, there's so much I could do!"&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;But look, it's already &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow it'll be the same ol' routine.&lt;br /&gt;Wearing uniforms, waking up early, attending tuitions and no more coming online.&lt;br /&gt;Glad to say I had fun for the past 2 weeks although it's not enough.&lt;br /&gt;When is fun ever enough, anyways? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Warning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Long post ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, now. Let's see what I've done for this holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the first day of holiday, which is a Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Had play practice ( &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;If I haven't told you, the form 5s in tuition are organizing sir's surprise birthday party which we're celebrating it on the 26th June. There'll be plenty of performances from us as well as the other forms.&lt;/span&gt; ) from 9 - 11 am.&lt;br /&gt;After that, took a cab with Emmanuel to Mid Valley as he asked me to accompany him to buy Denise's gift, a bracelet.&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, Denise was going there with her mum to buy the bracelet.&lt;br /&gt;So, we gotta be there before she and her mum.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, we did.&lt;br /&gt;Emmanuel called Denise to ask where she was to hand her her gift.&lt;br /&gt;Then, Keith joined us for the movie &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Prince Of Persia &lt;/span&gt;at Signature Gardens.&lt;br /&gt;Walked around, brought them to the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rooftop&lt;/span&gt; at the Gardens, took lots of photos, went to a rooftop carpark that I've never been, stopped at some random hallway while coming down to have a chat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TB49TDdQfSI/AAAAAAAABSM/E5D6MlF0NzM/s1600/DSC02392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 113px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TB49TDdQfSI/AAAAAAAABSM/E5D6MlF0NzM/s200/DSC02392.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484888793738673442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TB494O-JQyI/AAAAAAAABSU/aN7rBRlhojI/s1600/DSC02401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 113px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TB494O-JQyI/AAAAAAAABSU/aN7rBRlhojI/s200/DSC02401.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484889432484561698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TB4-uQoZusI/AAAAAAAABSk/r7jaISLv5s0/s1600/DSC02420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 113px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TB4-uQoZusI/AAAAAAAABSk/r7jaISLv5s0/s200/DSC02420.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484890360643173058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TB4_Zc0jvWI/AAAAAAAABSs/yP94PB9VIZM/s1600/DSC02445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 113px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TB4_Zc0jvWI/AAAAAAAABSs/yP94PB9VIZM/s200/DSC02445.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484891102649761122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Took a cab back to Bangsar Village.&lt;br /&gt;Bought some stuff before heading back to my house.&lt;br /&gt;The 3 of us then walked to Leyla's house (&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;which she's not living in, she's renting it out but the tenants are only moving in next month&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;Leyla, Shakila, Ram, Kala, Yew Lum, Cherish were there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TB4_0kJ1RrI/AAAAAAAABS0/7XA9d5upihs/s1600/DSC02596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 113px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TB4_0kJ1RrI/AAAAAAAABS0/7XA9d5upihs/s200/DSC02596.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484891568474506930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TB5AOhO-K2I/AAAAAAAABS8/NQ2NAB4TpeA/s1600/DSC02597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 113px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TB5AOhO-K2I/AAAAAAAABS8/NQ2NAB4TpeA/s200/DSC02597.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484892014367353698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TB5AnC0m0bI/AAAAAAAABTE/XU7gGXpbCLM/s1600/DSC02643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 113px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TB5AnC0m0bI/AAAAAAAABTE/XU7gGXpbCLM/s200/DSC02643.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484892435700437426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TB5BPBymtDI/AAAAAAAABTM/6r81d8llbXs/s1600/DSC02599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 113px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TB5BPBymtDI/AAAAAAAABTM/6r81d8llbXs/s200/DSC02599.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484893122618373170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TB5BggUt8BI/AAAAAAAABTU/nmykvJLlzNA/s1600/DSC02605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 113px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TB5BggUt8BI/AAAAAAAABTU/nmykvJLlzNA/s200/DSC02605.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484893422872293394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;All in the pool, except Cherish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TB5CDsPRY_I/AAAAAAAABTc/yg_UPfA6wYg/s1600/DSC02611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 113px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TB5CDsPRY_I/AAAAAAAABTc/yg_UPfA6wYg/s200/DSC02611.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484894027366097906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Around 8 pm, after Shakila and Cherish left, we packed up and Leyla&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; illegally &lt;/span&gt;drove us to Bangsar Village for dinner at Sakae Sushi.&lt;br /&gt;And THAT, is the first day of my holiday.&lt;br /&gt;So freaking exhausting but super fun. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday,&lt;br /&gt;Adam invited me to the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;school park&lt;/span&gt; in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;He walked me there from McD.&lt;br /&gt;Shakila, Leyla, Keith, Yew Lum and Michy were there too.&lt;br /&gt;Then, the girls took Keith's dog for a walk.&lt;br /&gt;After that, the others joined us.&lt;br /&gt;Went back to Keith's house and chatted at the car porch.&lt;br /&gt;They wanted to jog back to Shakila's house but failed.&lt;br /&gt;Jemimah came along and we walked to Shakila's house.&lt;br /&gt;I went home after 5 minutes while they were watching a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had tuition from 11-1 pm then 2-4 pm on Monday and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;, we also had Accounts tuition from 4.30 - 6.30 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;potluck&lt;/span&gt; organized by Shakila at Leyla's other house.&lt;br /&gt;All I remember is the guys kept breakdancing and almost everyone got pushed into the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TB5C70kh2qI/AAAAAAAABTk/hxeNUqsSRRk/s1600/DSC02762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 113px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TB5C70kh2qI/AAAAAAAABTk/hxeNUqsSRRk/s200/DSC02762.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484894991675415202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TB5DcTUMTLI/AAAAAAAABTs/I2M02kkzHEg/s1600/DSC02883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 113px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TB5DcTUMTLI/AAAAAAAABTs/I2M02kkzHEg/s200/DSC02883.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484895549684206770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I got pushed in &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;over and over again&lt;/span&gt;. Sheez.&lt;br /&gt;Got home around 12.30 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ice skating&lt;/span&gt; with the gang.&lt;br /&gt;Before that, had lunch at Sakae Sushi.&lt;br /&gt;Then, went into the skating rink about 2 pm.&lt;br /&gt;First time for many of them so it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;Kala and Ram are fast learners. :D&lt;br /&gt;Some of them went home early while the others skated till 7 pm.&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner at Secret Recipe.&lt;br /&gt;Took &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;public transports&lt;/span&gt; home as we didn't wanna trouble Leyla's parents.&lt;br /&gt;Waited for a bus for... what seems like forever.&lt;br /&gt;And we behaved like jakuns in the bus.&lt;br /&gt;They even asked a passenger to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;snap a picture of all of us&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Oh my God, it was so embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;Keith, Leyla, Yew Lum and I separated with the rest of them coz they don't live in Bangsar.&lt;br /&gt;We took LRT back.&lt;br /&gt;It was fun..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; the ice skating and the public transports AND being fools together&lt;/span&gt;. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attended play practice on Thursday and Friday morning.&lt;br /&gt;They added marionette and I joined in too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt brought me to Pavilion on Friday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;Watched &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nanny &lt;/span&gt;McPhee&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and walked around.&lt;br /&gt;Stayed over at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grand &lt;/span&gt;Millenium&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Hotel&lt;/span&gt; as aunt was staying there.&lt;br /&gt;It's because her house is under renovation.&lt;br /&gt;Had an awesome breakfast at the hotel before heading back to Pavilion again.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, the hotel is just a few steps away from the mall.&lt;br /&gt;Met up with cousin's friend, the friend's dad and a small girl.&lt;br /&gt;Watched &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Killers&lt;/span&gt;. It was good, I liked it very much. (:&lt;br /&gt;Waited alone at the hotel lobby afterwards for aunt and uncle to come fetch me as my cousin went to her friend's house for a birthday party.&lt;br /&gt;It was very awkward to wait&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; alone&lt;/span&gt;. :/&lt;br /&gt;Aunt and uncle took me to a dermatologist for my pimples problem.&lt;br /&gt;Then, they sent me home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was at &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Singapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with aunt and her family again from Sunday to Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;All we did was shop, shop and shop.&lt;br /&gt;Bought clothes and a Coach bag. (:&lt;br /&gt;I love Orchard Road.... the eye candies there. Yummy. (;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, uncle also changed his old BMW to the latest one.&lt;br /&gt;It's so high-tech. :O&lt;br /&gt;Uncle drove at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;180 km/h &lt;/span&gt;at the highway. So awesome. :D&lt;br /&gt;Reached Singapore in less than 3 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday,&lt;br /&gt;had marionette and play practice from 8 to 12 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday,&lt;br /&gt;practice again at 3-5 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday,&lt;br /&gt;spent almost the whole day at tuition place which is from 9 - 5 pm.&lt;br /&gt;Had to finalise everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday,&lt;br /&gt;went out with Emmanuel and Karen coz I wanted to watch A-Team and Toy Story 3.&lt;br /&gt;The both of them were late. Pffft.&lt;br /&gt;By the time we reached, the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;queue was so long&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Even Signature Gardens only had seat at first row.&lt;br /&gt;So, all we did was go to the education fair, lunch at Pasta Zanmai and shopped.&lt;br /&gt;Chose awesome clothes for Emmanuel. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"You look good for the first time!" &lt;/span&gt;-Karen.&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm so awesome. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love shopping/making over guys&lt;/span&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;Any guys wanna go shopping with me? :P&lt;br /&gt;We took a cab back to Bangsar Village in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;Shared frozen yogurt from Tutti Frutti with Emmanuel.&lt;br /&gt;Then, headed home.&lt;br /&gt;Took a nap after that then went to Yew Lum's other house for &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;another &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;potluck&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Pfffft. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rich people these days&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It was so bloody huge.&lt;br /&gt;There was a basketball stand, a trampoline, a huge swimming pool with diving board, a swing etc.&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, I couldn't swim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Time of the month&lt;/span&gt;. D:&lt;br /&gt;So, it wasn't very fun for me. :/&lt;br /&gt;Just took photos for them.&lt;br /&gt;Besides, I kicked a brick that was in the way and my toe started &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;bleeding&lt;/span&gt;. ):&lt;br /&gt;Got home around 12 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I didn't get to watch Toy Story 3 with them, I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;forced &lt;/span&gt;mummy to go with me.&lt;br /&gt;She promised me to watch it today!&lt;br /&gt;Surprising enough, I managed to book a 7.30 pm show for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YAY!&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FIFA World Cup has started&lt;/span&gt;. Which country are you supporting? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALSO, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HAPPY FATHER'S DAY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1690049789899082901-4124612727564773487?l=izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/feeds/4124612727564773487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/06/holidays.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/4124612727564773487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/4124612727564773487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/06/holidays.html' title='Holidays.'/><author><name>Jie Sze.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03232027643547169672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TQltCWEz6uI/AAAAAAAABU4/nukty6gWi1g/S220/x1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TB49TDdQfSI/AAAAAAAABSM/E5D6MlF0NzM/s72-c/DSC02392.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1690049789899082901.post-8878498627662709323</id><published>2010-06-06T10:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T11:41:27.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teacher's Day '10</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is one hellavu week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole week we had practices in between classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday, the whole class was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;quarantined&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Qistina, our classmate, was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;suspected&lt;/span&gt; that she had &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Influenza A H1N1&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;What she did was, she only wrote on Facebook and Twitter but the teachers that have Facebook saw and started panicking.&lt;br /&gt;Well, it was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;just a normal fever&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Our class was sanitized though and we were placed in the auditorium for the day.&lt;br /&gt;It was heaven, actually.&lt;br /&gt;Switched on all the air-conditioners, some teachers didn't dare to enter, took out our phones, played songs etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday, we basically rehearsed the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;Had auditions and stuff at the mini hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday - the real thing.&lt;br /&gt;We were the last act.&lt;br /&gt;Save the best for last, right? ;P&lt;br /&gt;Had the best seats to watch the other performances, in the auditorium. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I think we entered illegally though. D:&lt;br /&gt;The Philharmonic Movement's dances were pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;Who knew Ryan and Yew Lum could dance? :O&lt;br /&gt;Our performance was.... basically, Ram screwed up the bass the first time.&lt;br /&gt;Then, our oh-so-poor school did not provide enough microphones.&lt;br /&gt;So, our voices were really soft.&lt;br /&gt;What's more embarrassing is that Leyla and Hakim, head prefect and assistant head prefect, both in our class which are the MC of the day, kept complimenting before we even start singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So much for saving the best for the last&lt;/span&gt;. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had games after recess, for the teachers of course.&lt;br /&gt;Musical chairs, futsal and captain ball.&lt;br /&gt;Pfffft.. the teachers were so afraid of losing. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kia su&lt;/span&gt;. (Singaporeans favourite word)&lt;br /&gt;The only outgoing teacher was Mrs. Ooi.&lt;br /&gt;She was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dancing&lt;/span&gt; while the other teachers just looked at the chair and walking.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. She won anyways.&lt;br /&gt;The girls later played captain ball with the teachers and we won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was gonna skip Teacher's Day before we planned to perform.&lt;br /&gt;Turned out it wasn't so bad.&lt;br /&gt;It's our last year of school after all. (:&lt;br /&gt;Despite the fact that I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lost my 1 year old + Nike watch that cost around RM 300&lt;/span&gt;. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*This was supposed to be posted on last Sunday (6/6).&lt;br /&gt;Checked and edited today.&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/1690049789899082901-8878498627662709323?l=izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/feeds/8878498627662709323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/06/teachers-day-10.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/8878498627662709323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/8878498627662709323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/06/teachers-day-10.html' title='Teacher&apos;s Day &apos;10'/><author><name>Jie Sze.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03232027643547169672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TQltCWEz6uI/AAAAAAAABU4/nukty6gWi1g/S220/x1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1690049789899082901.post-4431943476617682969</id><published>2010-05-29T09:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T10:12:30.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gifts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gee, looking at my last post, I don't think anyone will be interested in reading it.&lt;br /&gt;I, myself, feels &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bored&lt;/span&gt; looking at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta start updating regularly so my posts won't be so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would wanna read bout my life anyways?&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna update just for the sake of updating.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy blogging, and I wanna do it because I enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of that bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;Here's another update of what I did this week, for those whom are interested in reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remember I said I was gonna go Maxis centre again to fix my sim card?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, mum brought me to the one in The Gardens last Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;But guess what? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I forgot to bring my IC again&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Gahhhh, so frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;whole class&lt;/span&gt; are performing a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;choir&lt;/span&gt; for Teacher's Day which our school will be officially celebrating it on the 5th of June.&lt;br /&gt;It'll be the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;first time&lt;/span&gt; I'll actually be performing in my school.&lt;br /&gt;Our first practice was on Thursday, during PE period.&lt;br /&gt;I must say, it sounds kinda awesome. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday ; Friday.&lt;br /&gt;It was Wesak Day, a public holiday.&lt;br /&gt;Went out for lunch with Karen.&lt;br /&gt;Then, met up with Adam, Mirza and Shakila at Bangsar Village.&lt;br /&gt;Shopped with them around Bangsar Baru for Shakila's BELATED birthday gift.&lt;br /&gt;A bunch of us chipped in for her to choose anything she likes. (:&lt;br /&gt;She bought a black dress and a necklace.&lt;br /&gt;And she still have a remaining of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RM 50 &lt;/span&gt;to spend. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally fixed my sim card also.&lt;br /&gt;Yay, so now, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;call / text me anytime alright? &lt;/span&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At about 4 pm, Shakila and Adam headed home while the 3 of us took a cab to Mid Valley.&lt;br /&gt;And it was&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; raining cats and dogs&lt;/span&gt; outside.&lt;br /&gt;Our legs were soaked in rain water.&lt;br /&gt;Boy, was it crowded in that mall.&lt;br /&gt;Searched for gifts for people.&lt;br /&gt;Karen kept complaining that she's tired as she was wearing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;high heels&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Shafeeqdeen and a bunch of them later.&lt;br /&gt;Karen went home with Shafeeqdeen.&lt;br /&gt;So, Mirza and I walked around somemore.&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner at Jusco.&lt;br /&gt;Then, finally went home at 8 something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, no plan for today yet.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;AM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;supposed&lt;/span&gt; to finish up my homework.&lt;br /&gt;Or at least get started with my studies.&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhh, I'm too lazy. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, talking bout studies, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;there's no tests in tuition on mid-term holiday&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah!&lt;br /&gt;We were all expecting tests since we have it every holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To-do-list during holidays :&lt;br /&gt;Go for driving lessons.&lt;br /&gt;Ice skating with 'de gang.&lt;br /&gt;Shopping day.&lt;br /&gt;Go for lots of movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's bout it so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I end my post, check this video &lt;a href="http://bubukerchoo.blogspot.com/"&gt;Navin&lt;/a&gt; sent to me :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SyoA4LXQco4"&gt;Iron Baby&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patrick Boivin is kinda cool.&lt;br /&gt;Check out his other videos like &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GR3ywoc2Cp4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GR3ywoc2Cp4"&gt;Bboy Joker &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1690049789899082901-4431943476617682969?l=izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/feeds/4431943476617682969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/05/gifts.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/4431943476617682969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/4431943476617682969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/05/gifts.html' title='Gifts.'/><author><name>Jie Sze.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03232027643547169672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TQltCWEz6uI/AAAAAAAABU4/nukty6gWi1g/S220/x1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1690049789899082901.post-1949333162817292107</id><published>2010-05-23T11:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T09:36:11.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Late.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I feel that I've wasted my weekends since the start of this year.&lt;br /&gt;This is bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on Saturday,&lt;br /&gt;we had dance and play practice in tuition from 1 pm.&lt;br /&gt;I went but did nothing but laid down on the coach playing with people's iPods.&lt;br /&gt;Then, walked to Ryan's house.&lt;br /&gt;A bunch of them were there coz his parents were overseas.&lt;br /&gt;Keith and Kala were upstairs playing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sudden Attack&lt;/span&gt; the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;Some of them were playing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PS3 &lt;/span&gt;while the others were playing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;poker&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And that includes me.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was getting hungry in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;Delayed till about 8 pm before we could get out of the house and head out for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Some went home before that.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we walked like a bunch of baboons and made circles everywhere, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;The 12 of us finally settled down in Nando's.&lt;br /&gt;Hung out outside Bangsar Village 1's Starbucks and snapped pictures before going back to Ryan's.&lt;br /&gt;The amount of noise we made while walking back is worse than when we were going out.&lt;br /&gt;Pffft.&lt;br /&gt;Watched Sherlock Holmes. No no, more like everyone was just lazing around.&lt;br /&gt;I did one essay for Yew Lum's Moral folio before leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He's gonna treat me Starbucks&lt;/span&gt;. :F&lt;br /&gt;Drove around Terasek area for a few rounds when mum arrived. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on Sunday,&lt;br /&gt;youngest aunt on dad's side came over to borrow mum's car.&lt;br /&gt;She wanted it to deliver her table back home from her friend's house.&lt;br /&gt;And she also needed my help.&lt;br /&gt;So, I went with her to Wangsa Maju.&lt;br /&gt;It's some high class condominium named Desa Villa, I think.&lt;br /&gt;That place is so serene and pretty. Also has a tight security.&lt;br /&gt;I likey. (:&lt;br /&gt;It started raining as soon as we reached.&lt;br /&gt;We hung out at aunt's friend's place to wait for the rain to recede.&lt;br /&gt;I had to sit at the backseat to hold on to the table all the way back to grandma's house.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, my youngest aunt lives with my grandma.&lt;br /&gt;Youngest cousins, Izaac and Isis were coincidentally there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had Teacher's day celebration in school on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;Took up &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;half of the day&lt;/span&gt;. God, the assembly was hell, especially under the scorching Sun.&lt;br /&gt;Should've just skipped school.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I did on Tuesday to study for Accounts test.&lt;br /&gt;Not like I did well anyways. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, we had tuition from 8 - 10 am.&lt;br /&gt;Play practice from 10 - 11.30 am.&lt;br /&gt;Karen and I walked to BSC's basketball court after that to meet up with Shafeeqdeen and Mayuran.&lt;br /&gt;Owh, this is old news but I've never posted it in my blog but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Karen and Shafeeqdeen are together&lt;/span&gt;. ;)&lt;br /&gt;Everyone already knew bout it so it's no big deal.&lt;br /&gt;So, we watched them play then went to Devi's for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;We sat there for as long as.... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3 hours?&lt;/span&gt; Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Chatted and laughed a hell lot.&lt;br /&gt;The waiter came the second round to ask "Ordered?" Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes like doing that, just plain chatting with my friends. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2 guys went home while Karen and I walked around Bangsar Village.&lt;br /&gt;Met Emmanuel and Sanjeev there.&lt;br /&gt;Then, met Wei Keith and Najya.&lt;br /&gt;Keith gave me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RM 20 &lt;/span&gt;for the Baskin Robbins he owe me for doing his &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Moral front cover&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I feel damn bad so I'm gonna return his money. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YA, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my phone and sim card are dead&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea why.&lt;br /&gt;So, I brought it to Maxis Centre and they say I gotta replace my sim card.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;forgot to bring my Identity Card&lt;/span&gt; so gotta go back there today. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, people are able to contact me by tonight. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This video is funny. Adam gave me the link.&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SEVU-YLpM8A"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone seem to be talking bout their other halves / crushes.&lt;br /&gt;Geez. ):&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Birthday, Denise Teoh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You da guy magnet, babe. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wrote this on last Sunday  (23 /5)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just checked and edited it today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sorry for the late update.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1690049789899082901-1949333162817292107?l=izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/feeds/1949333162817292107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/05/late.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/1949333162817292107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/1949333162817292107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/05/late.html' title='Late.'/><author><name>Jie Sze.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03232027643547169672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TQltCWEz6uI/AAAAAAAABU4/nukty6gWi1g/S220/x1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1690049789899082901.post-5023757020731346893</id><published>2010-05-09T20:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T22:08:48.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're the best, mummy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" Cause when you fall for someone, you fall hard. "&lt;/span&gt; -Mirza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Of all the people, who would have thought Mirza is the one who realizes? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last Friday, a whole bunch of us hung out at Shafeeqdeen's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Karen&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; walked to Devi's Corner for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mirza &lt;/span&gt;met up with us after his Friday prayers.&lt;br /&gt;The 3 of us walked to&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Shaki&lt;/span&gt;'s before heading over to Shafeeq's.&lt;br /&gt;The guys were already there when we reached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ryan&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adam&lt;/span&gt; were playing God Of War 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zhi Yang&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kala&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wei Keith&lt;/span&gt; were watching American Pie 3 on MacBook.&lt;br /&gt;After Zhi Yang left, all of us scrunched up on Shafeeq's bed watching Paranormal Activity.&lt;br /&gt;They just fast forwarded to the scary parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the ending of the movie,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shakila&lt;/span&gt; : OMG, this part isn't in the movie that I watched. *hides behind me*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kala&lt;/span&gt; : Ya lah, where is this from?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shafeeq &lt;/span&gt;: Gone lah, the girl is coming out of the screen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Everyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; : OMG, WTF WTF WTF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;Then, I got squished and tossed around on the bed by Ryan and Kala. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Everyone went home around 6 pm as Shafeeq and Karen had to go tuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt so good coz I haven't been hanging out with my friends for so long. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Went out for movie with the gang.&lt;br /&gt;It was funny because there were&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 3 different groups&lt;/span&gt; but all of them consists of our close friends. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group 1 - Shakila, Trisshala, Ram.&lt;br /&gt;Group 2 - Wei Keith, Ryan, Zhi Yang, Kala, Mayuran, Aeyden.&lt;br /&gt;Group 3 - Shen Ni, Denise, Shafeeq, Karen, Mirza, me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group 1&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; didn't get to watch any movie &lt;/span&gt;as it was fully booked. So, they only went out for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Group 2 went for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ip Man 2&lt;/span&gt; when Group 3 went for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Haunted House&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It was on the same time.&lt;br /&gt;Then, we met up after the movie and went for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Iron Man 2&lt;/span&gt; together.&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner at Secret Recipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zhi Yang&lt;/span&gt; : Basket, they have to catch the chicken, pluck the feathers only cook it for us? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Waiter appeared holding his order*&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum dropped most of them home after that. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skipped school both Monday and Tuesday this week due to sheer &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;laziness&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Friday was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;open day&lt;/span&gt; for the form 3s and form 5s.&lt;br /&gt;The teachers complained that I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;talk a lot in class&lt;/span&gt;. D:&lt;br /&gt;True, I don't bother doing their work.&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time, I don't even know what they are teaching, even &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WHEN&lt;/span&gt; I'm concentrating.&lt;br /&gt;School nowadays are a waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum dropped me at Bangsar Shopping Centre.&lt;br /&gt;I met up with a few of them at the Times Book Fair.&lt;br /&gt;Bought nothing but white board markers as Teacher's Day gift.&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;House and Co&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Their nasi lemak is a huge portion and it's pretty tasty but over priced.&lt;br /&gt;Duuuuh, tell me something that's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;expensive in BSC.&lt;br /&gt;Walked around after that.&lt;br /&gt;Michy's mum treated us drinks, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It's the third time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"We're like parasites." &lt;/span&gt;-Shen Ni.&lt;br /&gt;This time we went Espressamente Illy at Bangsar Village.&lt;br /&gt;I ordered &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Half and Half&lt;/span&gt;. It's darn good.&lt;br /&gt;So is the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Apple Crumble Cake&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Went over to Shen Ni's after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S-bBis6adWI/AAAAAAAABRs/9jmmv6ejcsc/s1600/Photo+68.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S-bBis6adWI/AAAAAAAABRs/9jmmv6ejcsc/s200/Photo+68.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469271599403922786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S-bBD1T7IUI/AAAAAAAABRc/Y51kXNhcE6k/s1600/Photo+69.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S-bBD1T7IUI/AAAAAAAABRc/Y51kXNhcE6k/s200/Photo+69.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469271069082460482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S-bBRy4gWYI/AAAAAAAABRk/MKBKol8otW4/s1600/Photo+82.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S-bBRy4gWYI/AAAAAAAABRk/MKBKol8otW4/s200/Photo+82.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469271308948756866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S-bBtNXzXuI/AAAAAAAABR0/MtjimbG3lio/s1600/Photo+67.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S-bBtNXzXuI/AAAAAAAABR0/MtjimbG3lio/s200/Photo+67.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469271779915816674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S-bBzfJmJAI/AAAAAAAABR8/iLUx6SOMN2w/s1600/Photo+85.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S-bBzfJmJAI/AAAAAAAABR8/iLUx6SOMN2w/s200/Photo+85.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469271887767282690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S-bB4xuXcpI/AAAAAAAABSE/DFc2pjBhjXQ/s1600/Photo+94.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S-bB4xuXcpI/AAAAAAAABSE/DFc2pjBhjXQ/s200/Photo+94.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469271978652693138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, the gang and I went to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SMK Sri Hartamas' Carnival Day&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It was so crowded and all of us were sweating like pigs.&lt;br /&gt;They had all kinds of games but we spent &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; our coupons on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;food&lt;/span&gt;. ;D&lt;br /&gt;Met so many people that I only knew online there.&lt;br /&gt;It was awkward.&lt;br /&gt;The guys. (; Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;After we've used up all our coupons, we went Mid Valley.&lt;br /&gt;Most of them were from Group 1 on last Saturday so they wanted to watch Iron Man 2.&lt;br /&gt;And I've watched it.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cousins &lt;/span&gt;were in Mid Valley so I met up with them while the rest went into the theater.&lt;br /&gt;Walked around and laughed a lot.&lt;br /&gt;After they left, I met up with my friends again.&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping for Shakila's mum's Mother's Day's pressie before heading home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY, mummy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never said this to you in person because we're not used to these corny stuff but I love you. (:&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all you've done for us.&lt;br /&gt;Hope someday you'll be able to read this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What's sad is that I couldn't spend the day with her.&lt;br /&gt;She's in Malacca taking care of my grandma.&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least she's spending time with her mother instead. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Another long post. Hope it didn't bore you people out. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&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/1690049789899082901-5023757020731346893?l=izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/feeds/5023757020731346893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/05/youre-best-mummy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/5023757020731346893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/5023757020731346893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/05/youre-best-mummy.html' title='You&apos;re the best, mummy.'/><author><name>Jie Sze.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03232027643547169672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TQltCWEz6uI/AAAAAAAABU4/nukty6gWi1g/S220/x1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S-bBis6adWI/AAAAAAAABRs/9jmmv6ejcsc/s72-c/Photo+68.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1690049789899082901.post-7683726439463380801</id><published>2010-04-25T23:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T00:08:53.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Isolated.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To those who cared and got really worried bout me because of what I wrote in my previous post, thanks a bunch. :')&lt;br /&gt;Chill homies, I'm fine. Ain't gonna &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kill&lt;/span&gt; myself or anything.&lt;br /&gt;*Takes a blade and start slicing my wrist*&lt;br /&gt;Kidding. Just needed to get over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I've been shutting myself from the world.&lt;br /&gt;Or is the world moving on without me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't step out of my house the whole weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not even a step&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Instead, I just sat on my lazy ass in front of my laptop.&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, most of my friends aren't online.&lt;br /&gt;Usually during the weekends, my MSN will be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;flooded&lt;/span&gt; with conversations.&lt;br /&gt;Not being vain or anything. :P&lt;br /&gt;Even when some of my friends try start a conversation I won't have the mood to reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Seriously, what in the &lt;s&gt;cowboyasshole&lt;/s&gt; world is wrong with me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first time in my life I do not feel like getting out of my house.&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna have some solitary moments.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I feel so lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don't know what I want!&lt;/span&gt;  -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I sprained my ankle, I've been this dumbass that gets pissed off at the slightest matter.&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't help when other dreadful events pile up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to start being myself again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore&lt;/span&gt;, I am here on a Sunday night (when I'm supposed to be in bed) writing this post to apologize from the bottom of my heart to those that I have offended in any form.&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me, please? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone asked this on my Formspring :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You still LOVE basketball, right?"&lt;br /&gt;And I answered "I don't think I'll ever stop lovin' it. (:"&lt;br /&gt;It's true.&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea why I have a strong passion for this sport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I may not be a pro at it, but I'm willing to learn more. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, anyone wanna shoot some hoops just gimme a ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I spent my entire Sunday &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;watching Youtube videos&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Niga Higa is still The man.&lt;br /&gt;"I less than 3 you" &lt; 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BIqVvRh_cEY&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Mac's remix&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BIWeEFV59d4&amp;amp;NR=1"&gt;Kobe Bryant&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BIqVvRh_cEY&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Wow kid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone seem to be down with Influenza A H1N1 aka the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;swine flu&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Freaky. :S&lt;br /&gt;To those that are not well, please take care of yourself.&lt;br /&gt;And to those that are quarantined, don't be inconsiderate bastards.&lt;br /&gt;Stay at home and rest instead of going out spreading your virus to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;everyone&lt;/span&gt; else.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of skipping school tomorrow to finish up my truck load of homework. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;At the end of the day, you, yourself have to be bold enough to face reality.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1690049789899082901-7683726439463380801?l=izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/feeds/7683726439463380801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/04/isolated.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/7683726439463380801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/7683726439463380801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/04/isolated.html' title='Isolated.'/><author><name>Jie Sze.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03232027643547169672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TQltCWEz6uI/AAAAAAAABU4/nukty6gWi1g/S220/x1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1690049789899082901.post-6921844724434830114</id><published>2010-04-24T08:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T09:07:52.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappointed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Basketball season is finally over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"After all that injuries, is it worth it?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously don't know what to answer my mum.&lt;br /&gt;After losing that one medal that I want most, I seem to look at the cup half empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sprained my ankle. That's alright.&lt;br /&gt;I fell and scraped my knees and elbow badly. That's alright.&lt;br /&gt;I sprained my other foot. That's alright.&lt;br /&gt;I sprained my wrist. That's alright.&lt;br /&gt;Losing to SMK Sri Hartamas and not entering the semi-finals. That's &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; expected&lt;/span&gt; to win something.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's true.&lt;br /&gt;The bigger the expectation, the bigger the disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;Heck, I hate having high expectations from myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I'd be able to congratulate them happily.&lt;br /&gt;But it's harder than I thought.&lt;br /&gt;Well, it fcking hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's too late to dread over it now, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;What's done is done&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I know I've done my best.&lt;br /&gt;I hope the rest of the team did too.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I really can't think of any comforting words to say to all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing how all my injuries do not hurt when I play basketball. (:&lt;br /&gt;I think I've also improved my dribbling skills too. :D&lt;br /&gt;And now, I look like a burnt chicken. So &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tanned&lt;/span&gt;. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum told me there should be no more sports or whatsoever distractions after this. :O&lt;br /&gt;Guess she's right.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been focusing on my studies.&lt;br /&gt;Time to catch up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S9JC2yP9R9I/AAAAAAAABRU/YKrTcJyB1ew/s1600/DSC01880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 113px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S9JC2yP9R9I/AAAAAAAABRU/YKrTcJyB1ew/s200/DSC01880.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463502806922905554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Basketball '10 will leave a scar on my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1690049789899082901-6921844724434830114?l=izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/feeds/6921844724434830114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/04/disappointed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/6921844724434830114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/6921844724434830114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/04/disappointed.html' title='Disappointed.'/><author><name>Jie Sze.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03232027643547169672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TQltCWEz6uI/AAAAAAAABU4/nukty6gWi1g/S220/x1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S9JC2yP9R9I/AAAAAAAABRU/YKrTcJyB1ew/s72-c/DSC01880.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1690049789899082901.post-5459696814715753537</id><published>2010-04-17T20:21:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T11:10:01.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends, can't live without 'em.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;finally &lt;/span&gt;posted bout my Singapore trip.&lt;br /&gt;To view, click &lt;a href="http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/03/universal-studios-singapore.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the delay. Was busy with basketball trainings and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;As written in the previous post, I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sprained&lt;/span&gt; my ankle.&lt;br /&gt;All thanks to training, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our diagnostic tests ended on last week Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday, we had training during PE since &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3/4 of basketball team players&lt;/span&gt; is in the first 2 form 5 classes.&lt;br /&gt;After a few drills, we played games.&lt;br /&gt;The last&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; few minutes&lt;/span&gt; before the recess bell gone off, the game was still going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;While intercepting a ball from opponent, I jumped, landed on someone's foot, twisted my ankle 90 degrees and fell to the ground&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Used my hands to withstand my body's weight so that it doesn't crush my ankle and they were shaking like hell.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone rushed to me. Helped out and all.&lt;br /&gt;Ram and Hakim ran to the canteen and bought me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;huge&lt;/span&gt; packets of ice.&lt;br /&gt;When the recess bell finally went off, Leyla came to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;shooh us &lt;/span&gt;out. Sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;So, the girls helped me to walk towards the class.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was figuring out ways for me to walk so that it doesn't aggregate the condition of my ankle.&lt;br /&gt;4 of them ended up &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;carrying me like a corpse&lt;/span&gt; through the hallway.&lt;br /&gt;The students walking past were staring at me. -.-&lt;br /&gt;That was epic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rested in class before heading to the mini hall.&lt;br /&gt;All my things were there as I was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;supposed to&lt;/span&gt; be taking care of the booth.&lt;br /&gt;I was asked to join -3OH!- which consists of Leyla, Trisshala and Jemimah for the Maths and Science Fair and I agreed to it.&lt;br /&gt;But I feel that I haven't been doing my part. Sorry team.&lt;br /&gt;The fair lasted for 2 days but I was there for only &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;half a day on the first day&lt;/span&gt; and I&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; didn't go &lt;/span&gt;to school on the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;second day&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, our team got 2nd place. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special thanks to those whom were there for me when I needed you all.&lt;br /&gt;From those that helped me throughout the day, to passerby that asked bout it even if they've never spoken to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Really appreciate it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To the others who &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;treated me as a joke&lt;/span&gt;, thanks too.&lt;br /&gt;For making me realize you &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; deserve a place in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Even if you didn't mean it, you should know it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Or was I too sensitive?&lt;/span&gt; Because I felt so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hopeless&lt;/span&gt;, not being able to move.&lt;br /&gt;All these while, I depend so much on my leg.&lt;br /&gt;The sprinting, jumping and the most basic thing, walking.&lt;br /&gt;And when I was teased, I felt really &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;depressed&lt;/span&gt;. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't realize I teared. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Wtf man, it was so embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again to those that made me feel better. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love you guys so much&lt;/span&gt;! :D&lt;br /&gt;So corny but whattheheck, I owe you people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I still stayed back in school after all that.&lt;br /&gt;For Mini Olympics.&lt;br /&gt;I registered for 3-on-3 basketball, captainball and volleyball.&lt;br /&gt;Ended up playing for captainball only.&lt;br /&gt;Stood there and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; scored &lt;/span&gt;so many points with my sprained ankle. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Not that bad right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My whole foot was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;swollen &lt;/span&gt;when I got home.&lt;br /&gt;I, myself was shocked at the sight of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Couldn't even walk&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Mum took me to traditional chinese doctor.&lt;br /&gt;Oh my God.&lt;br /&gt;I tell you. I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;literally&lt;/span&gt; screamed when she massaged my leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skipped school the next morning.&lt;br /&gt;Since my foot was so swollen, mum took me to Pantai Hospital in Cheras for an x-ray.&lt;br /&gt;Thank God there wasn't any fracture.&lt;br /&gt;But I wasted bout RM 200. Shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The school is so dead the whole week.&lt;br /&gt;So many people gone off for MSSKL tournament.&lt;br /&gt;Most of our guy friends went for basketball.&lt;br /&gt;Others went for tennis etc.&lt;br /&gt;So we practically was just getting back our test papers and discussed bout it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History - 70 (A-)&lt;br /&gt;BM - 73 (A-)&lt;br /&gt;English - 90 (A+)&lt;br /&gt;Add Maths - 53 (C+)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty satisfied. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;First time&lt;/span&gt; getting an A for History but it's also because of the many tips Pn. Zaleha gave. D:&lt;br /&gt;English, first A+.&lt;br /&gt;Add Maths from a fail to a C+.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta turn that C into an A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100 % concentration must be given to studies after my tournament. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Wei Keith, Shen Ni, Karen and I went to SMK Petaling where the guys' basketball tournament is held to watch their game &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;against SMJK Confucian&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;God, were the guys from Confucian tall.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine this. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The tallest guy in our guys' team is 1 head taller than me and the tallest guy from Confucian is about one and a half head taller than him&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Therefore, the tallest Confucian guy is like.... 2 and half head taller than I am!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I feel like a midget.&lt;br /&gt;The final score was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;31 - 71&lt;/span&gt; in favour of SMJK Confucian, obviously.&lt;br /&gt;They've been champions for God knows how many years.&lt;br /&gt;But I gotta admit, our guys' played very well.&lt;br /&gt;Good job. You guys lost with pride. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S8nB464jTLI/AAAAAAAABQs/n8lZLv5M6Io/s1600/DSC01534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 113px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S8nB464jTLI/AAAAAAAABQs/n8lZLv5M6Io/s200/DSC01534.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461109206786722994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After their game, we stayed to watch &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SMK Sri Sentosa&lt;/span&gt; against &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SMJK Kuen Cheng&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S8nC0QbzT3I/AAAAAAAABQ0/Dg_o_jByNmM/s1600/DSC01593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 113px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S8nC0QbzT3I/AAAAAAAABQ0/Dg_o_jByNmM/s200/DSC01593.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461110226183999346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S8nIt9hDnMI/AAAAAAAABRE/KVUD6RAQkOE/s1600/DSC01690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 113px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S8nIt9hDnMI/AAAAAAAABRE/KVUD6RAQkOE/s200/DSC01690.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461116715096317122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The captain from Sri Sentosa was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S8nFok3-iXI/AAAAAAAABQ8/j-CsNCmuf5g/s1600/DSC01584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 113px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S8nFok3-iXI/AAAAAAAABQ8/j-CsNCmuf5g/s200/DSC01584.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461113324047337842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He has a mushroom haircut, wears spectacles and look like a total Korean guy.&lt;br /&gt;No one teases him because he's sucha pro.&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea why I admire him. o_o&lt;br /&gt;SMK Sri Sentosa won with a score of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;87 - 36&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The four of us took a cab back to Bangsar Village and waited for the team to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S8nJWHRWDUI/AAAAAAAABRM/RiNSFPY3uxg/s1600/DSC01700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 113px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S8nJWHRWDUI/AAAAAAAABRM/RiNSFPY3uxg/s200/DSC01700.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461117404909538626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A total of 14 of us had lunch at Fish &amp;amp; Co.&lt;br /&gt;What a joke. It's as if they were celebrating their lost. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the park around 4 pm.&lt;br /&gt;Waited for the rest of the team to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;Then, Michy's parents, each driving seperate cars and Miew Ling drove all of us, including Ryan and Manoj to SMK TTDI.&lt;br /&gt;Game started after we changed and stretched.&lt;br /&gt;Ankle was being a bitch but still played on.&lt;br /&gt;Scored 2 three pointers and a few lay ups. Fuuuu... Proud. :D&lt;br /&gt;A good game to learn mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;Final score was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;54 - 19&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Heck yeah, we won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Keep it up, peeps. Do better for our real game, okay? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This tournament is the last game for the most of us so please savour it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Don't you all wanna break the record?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In the future, we can reminisce and smile to ourselves. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Come on. We're in this together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Since when I became such a motivater?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. :O&lt;br /&gt;But I really really really really really &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;REALLY &lt;/span&gt;wanna get a medal. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks a bunch to Michy's parents for the ride and waited for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had training in the evening today.&lt;br /&gt;Strained my ankle too much.&lt;br /&gt;Still hurts. Crap.&lt;br /&gt;I guess no more shooting hoops and running around for me until the real game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, such a long post.&lt;br /&gt;Don't know why it felt like such a long week.&lt;br /&gt;Probably a lot of events occured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to get some good rest now.&lt;br /&gt;'Gnight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1690049789899082901-5459696814715753537?l=izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/feeds/5459696814715753537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/04/friends-cant-live-without-em.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/5459696814715753537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/5459696814715753537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/04/friends-cant-live-without-em.html' title='Friends, can&apos;t live without &apos;em.'/><author><name>Jie Sze.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03232027643547169672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TQltCWEz6uI/AAAAAAAABU4/nukty6gWi1g/S220/x1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S8nB464jTLI/AAAAAAAABQs/n8lZLv5M6Io/s72-c/DSC01534.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1690049789899082901.post-7932799199754838886</id><published>2010-04-11T02:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T02:43:08.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fat foot.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My leg got screwed up by &lt;u&gt;basketball&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; when it's hurting like fck, you won't have the urge to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KayThanksBye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1690049789899082901-7932799199754838886?l=izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/feeds/7932799199754838886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/04/fat-foot.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/7932799199754838886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/7932799199754838886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/04/fat-foot.html' title='Fat foot.'/><author><name>Jie Sze.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03232027643547169672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TQltCWEz6uI/AAAAAAAABU4/nukty6gWi1g/S220/x1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1690049789899082901.post-8353680830442544373</id><published>2010-03-27T20:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T21:06:30.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Earth Hour.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm in the dark, supporting &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Earth Hour&lt;/span&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;Not even using laptop's battery.&lt;br /&gt;But the air-cond's on.&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna die suffocating in the dark during Earth Hour. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Every lights in my house is off, except the living room's.&lt;br /&gt;Mum refused to turn it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I bet robbers like Earth Hour&lt;/span&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elicia showed me a few things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An article.&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.malaysiakini.com/letters/126798"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It made me cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What are humans turning into?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brainless assholes that doesn't have feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't they have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;conscience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, the one thing that differs human being from animals?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Animals have life too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU &lt;/span&gt;don't have a life, wasting your time doing sucha sick thing.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I hope whoever that did it goes to hell being abused like that.&lt;br /&gt;Go fuck yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, this &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;literally &lt;/span&gt;made me laughed out loud :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PP4TlZJ7nr4"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Super Junior, it's hilarious how what you sang matches with the guy's lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin sure knows how to entertain me. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today was so screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;Freaking annoyed and frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told everything to Elicia.&lt;br /&gt;She seem to be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;angrier&lt;/span&gt; than I was. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, again. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Couzzies for life&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum did a good job suggesting colours for the jerseys. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;Thanks mummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'mma go eat dinner &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;in the dark&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna die next week, haven't studied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I didn't continue writing on the Singapore's post. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Soon, soon. (:&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/1690049789899082901-8353680830442544373?l=izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/feeds/8353680830442544373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/03/earth-hour.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/8353680830442544373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/8353680830442544373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/03/earth-hour.html' title='Earth Hour.'/><author><name>Jie Sze.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03232027643547169672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TQltCWEz6uI/AAAAAAAABU4/nukty6gWi1g/S220/x1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1690049789899082901.post-8913982828445164673</id><published>2010-03-26T20:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T20:51:54.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When You Smile, I Smile.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hi guys, I've been working on my post on the Singapore trip since last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hopefully &lt;/span&gt;it'll be done by tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just had a sudden urge to blog. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came back 2 days before my test in school.&lt;br /&gt;How awesome. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Skipped school on Monday. Was so darn tired.&lt;br /&gt;BM, English and Maths tests was fine despite &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not studying&lt;/span&gt; for any of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday, after Accounts, Michy's mum sent us to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Times Square&lt;/span&gt; to check out another brand of jerseys.&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner at a Thai restaurant before vising the shop.&lt;br /&gt;The service was good. Food ain't bad.&lt;br /&gt;I've never been to Times Square for ages.&lt;br /&gt;Man, was it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;huge&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;But the shops there are so unorganised. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Had a hard time looking for the jersey shop.&lt;br /&gt;When we reached, the guy told us his boss &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;took away&lt;/span&gt; the sample.&lt;br /&gt;Great.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, he sent me an MMS of the girls' jersey.&lt;br /&gt;And he said we could pick &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;any colours&lt;/span&gt; we like. Awesome. (:&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I do prefer this design rather than the Molten one Jemimah showed us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the Nikon show room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Freaking awesome DSLRs&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Played around with the D90 and a few others.&lt;br /&gt;Love the shutter sound. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, Michy's mum wanted to go Borders so we waited for her before heading home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it was Emmanuel's birthday on Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY, MR. I'VE-GOT-ABS-AND-MUSCLES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ain't got no money to get you a Ducatti yo.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe... a bi..cycle. Yeah? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooooh, read this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They spoke it BM but I'll translate. We were in BM tuition by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pn. Mahsuri&lt;/span&gt; : Kala and Shafeeqdeen, I don't know how to control you all. So noisy. I've taught both of your sisters. You both are nothing like them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kala&lt;/span&gt; : Teacher, it's not the same. Our sisters are girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pn. Mahsuri&lt;/span&gt; : Yeah lah, everyone's sisters' are girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA. Kala got bang-ed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Friday today. Didn't go to school because I don't take EST.&lt;br /&gt;Dropped it for Accounts since we can only take up 10 subjects for SPM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had training just now.&lt;br /&gt;Played a pretty long game. Nice. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training at &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7.30 am &lt;/span&gt;tomorrow. Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.&lt;br /&gt;Off to continue watching &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Couples Retreat &lt;/span&gt;now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S6ysAWNn37I/AAAAAAAABOc/3Ok91_HhaHg/s1600/DSC01270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 113px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S6ysAWNn37I/AAAAAAAABOc/3Ok91_HhaHg/s200/DSC01270.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452922370801524658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;super awesome&lt;/span&gt; Skull Candy headphones. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S6ys1HfuIUI/AAAAAAAABOk/IAKLg-NRBGc/s1600/DSC01275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 113px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S6ys1HfuIUI/AAAAAAAABOk/IAKLg-NRBGc/s200/DSC01275.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452923277383967042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1690049789899082901-8913982828445164673?l=izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/feeds/8913982828445164673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/03/when-you-smile-i-smile.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/8913982828445164673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/8913982828445164673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/03/when-you-smile-i-smile.html' title='When You Smile, I Smile.'/><author><name>Jie Sze.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03232027643547169672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TQltCWEz6uI/AAAAAAAABU4/nukty6gWi1g/S220/x1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S6ysAWNn37I/AAAAAAAABOc/3Ok91_HhaHg/s72-c/DSC01270.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1690049789899082901.post-3127569068909985777</id><published>2010-03-22T10:38:00.027+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T11:59:38.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Universal Studios, Singapore.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S6bYexAqjuI/AAAAAAAABNc/vGuWdNdENr0/s1600-h/DSC00512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 113px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S6bYexAqjuI/AAAAAAAABNc/vGuWdNdENr0/s200/DSC00512.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451282422042365666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S6bZiurQ6_I/AAAAAAAABNk/_Nvro6sRonY/s1600-h/DSC00518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 113px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S6bZiurQ6_I/AAAAAAAABNk/_Nvro6sRonY/s200/DSC00518.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451283589646838770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S6baNub0XeI/AAAAAAAABNs/8_95JIEhefA/s1600-h/DSC00615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 113px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S6baNub0XeI/AAAAAAAABNs/8_95JIEhefA/s200/DSC00615.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451284328316427746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&amp;amp; that, is how I spent my days in Singapore. Full stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah. Just kidding. I've never even read a single page of that book.&lt;br /&gt;If you didn't know, I travel everywhere with my aunt's family since I was young.&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah. Went Singapore with her during March holidays.&lt;br /&gt;I usually just go Singapore to shop.&lt;br /&gt;And it's not any different this time.&lt;br /&gt;Except...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S6bazQmIQyI/AAAAAAAABN0/kpQBl_5Rheo/s1600-h/DSC00729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 113px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S6bazQmIQyI/AAAAAAAABN0/kpQBl_5Rheo/s200/DSC00729.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451284973141639970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I went to Universal Studios Singapore!&lt;br /&gt;Since they just only opened the rides on the day we arrived, we didn't expect that we'd get any tickets.&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, they give priorities to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tourists&lt;/span&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;So uncle booked tickets for the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm proud to say that "I went Universal Studios Singapore on my second day in Singapore and the second day it opened."&lt;br /&gt;Weeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing I see when I went in was Charlie Chaplin lookalike.&lt;br /&gt;And he's the first guy I held arm-in-arm with. o_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S6bjV2vUrgI/AAAAAAAABOU/ledICNnnh3U/s1600-h/DSC00737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 113px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S6bjV2vUrgI/AAAAAAAABOU/ledICNnnh3U/s200/DSC00737.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451294363589324290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Universal Studios is divided into 7 parts.&lt;br /&gt;The Lost World, Far Far Away, Madagascar, Ancient Egypt, Sci-Fi City, Hollywood, and New York.&lt;br /&gt;Some rides were still under construction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we spent the whole day there.&lt;br /&gt;It's not as huge as the one in Japan.&lt;br /&gt;But they have one of the awesome-est ride in the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;whole world&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Lemme write you the description :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Battlestar Galactica.&lt;br /&gt;HUMAN or CYLON - Choose your side on the world's tallest dueling roller coasters. Be prepared to scream your lungs out in an aerial combat between two coasters. The Cylon&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; suspended coaster&lt;/span&gt; goes up, around and upside down with intense corkscrews and cobra rolls, while the Human seated coaster zooms at speeds of 90 km/h and propels you over &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fourteen storeys&lt;/span&gt; into the air."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S6bf5d7iaSI/AAAAAAAABN8/Uj4z3B3HW6Q/s1600-h/DSC00965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 113px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S6bf5d7iaSI/AAAAAAAABN8/Uj4z3B3HW6Q/s200/DSC00965.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451290577358448930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy, ain't it?&lt;br /&gt;And I rode on both of it twice!&lt;br /&gt;How would I describe it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ECSTASY&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at how it went &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;360 degrees&lt;/span&gt; with our legs hanging in the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S6bgXMDZ1NI/AAAAAAAABOE/nknc7tDlylQ/s1600-h/DSC00972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 113px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S6bgXMDZ1NI/AAAAAAAABOE/nknc7tDlylQ/s200/DSC00972.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451291087955678418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Click on the photo to have a clearer view.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That ride was the last ride I played on that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another highlight of my day there is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S6bhlMtLwDI/AAAAAAAABOM/s0SiFlcqMiY/s1600-h/DSC00835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 113px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S6bhlMtLwDI/AAAAAAAABOM/s0SiFlcqMiY/s200/DSC00835.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451292428160712754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I did &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rock climbing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I could reach the top. :D&lt;br /&gt;I had to strain my muscles.&lt;br /&gt;Nowander rock climbers have back muscles.&lt;br /&gt;And I, too have it. Amazingly. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S7gOIIwBdmI/AAAAAAAABOs/JRA3y6c4lYc/s1600/DSC00819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 113px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S7gOIIwBdmI/AAAAAAAABOs/JRA3y6c4lYc/s200/DSC00819.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456126481510004322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S7gQsUzy0bI/AAAAAAAABO8/pOELjVULc-Y/s1600/DSC00824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 113px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S7gQsUzy0bI/AAAAAAAABO8/pOELjVULc-Y/s200/DSC00824.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456129302245593522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is one of the rides in Jurassic Park.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Was soaking wet after that.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I had to walk around with my wet clothes, looking like an idiot. -.-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It rained in the evening.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But that didn't stop us from having fun.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Played some indoor rides.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Like..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S7gPsxdwOvI/AAAAAAAABO0/hMBToGriA3s/s1600/DSC01033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 113px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S7gPsxdwOvI/AAAAAAAABO0/hMBToGriA3s/s200/DSC01033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456128210426149618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;indoor roller coaster&lt;/span&gt;. Moves at super fast speed.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uber cool.&lt;br /&gt;Especially when it goes into a super dark tunnel with neon lights of mummies and stuff and the roller coasters just goes up and down non-stop. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I guess that's basically all the exciting rides and stuff I've done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Since I was there practically the whole day, you must be wondering where did I had my lunch and dinner?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For every theme, there's a restaurant or cafe. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they're all unique in their own way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No, I did not salivated.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was more excited for the rides. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S7yKVRq_evI/AAAAAAAABPE/qTQ_Zcnj6Zk/s1600/DSC00781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 113px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S7yKVRq_evI/AAAAAAAABPE/qTQ_Zcnj6Zk/s200/DSC00781.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457388946591808242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Of all the places, I had my lunch at Discovery Food Court. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Uncle randomly picked it as we just wanted to have a quick lunch before going on the other rides.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to say but the food was yucky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S7ySnvQI7jI/AAAAAAAABP8/ZPyXLg7Ehtc/s1600/DSC01156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 113px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S7ySnvQI7jI/AAAAAAAABP8/ZPyXLg7Ehtc/s200/DSC01156.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457398059862912562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S7yMm2nwClI/AAAAAAAABPM/Aw8_Y5Nl3I4/s1600/DSC01134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 113px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S7yMm2nwClI/AAAAAAAABPM/Aw8_Y5Nl3I4/s200/DSC01134.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457391447591357010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S7yN9hohqqI/AAAAAAAABPU/KwVOHvNShso/s1600/DSC01135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 113px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S7yN9hohqqI/AAAAAAAABPU/KwVOHvNShso/s200/DSC01135.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457392936606083746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S7yQfVb3zAI/AAAAAAAABPk/4awOlAwhRXA/s1600/DSC01144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 113px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S7yQfVb3zAI/AAAAAAAABPk/4awOlAwhRXA/s200/DSC01144.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457395716470590466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S7yPNGe6G1I/AAAAAAAABPc/dIrTB-sd9WA/s1600/DSC01140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 113px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S7yPNGe6G1I/AAAAAAAABPc/dIrTB-sd9WA/s200/DSC01140.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457394303707519826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S7yRXWsOLPI/AAAAAAAABPs/ZG19F-8tdDU/s1600/DSC01146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 113px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S7yRXWsOLPI/AAAAAAAABPs/ZG19F-8tdDU/s200/DSC01146.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457396678880275698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S7yR63s3jCI/AAAAAAAABP0/6xIgPHdKfio/s1600/DSC01148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 113px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S7yR63s3jCI/AAAAAAAABP0/6xIgPHdKfio/s200/DSC01148.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457397289036778530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For dinner, we went to a restaurant near the casino.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I think it's Italian.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Food wasn't bad but we had to wait for a long time as the place were really packed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;OH YA, there're &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;houses&lt;/span&gt; in Sentosa where Universal Studios is situated.&lt;br /&gt;They are fucking gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;I think I literally drooled looking at them.&lt;br /&gt;I get to see them because uncle lives there.&lt;br /&gt;So, he drove and showed us around. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S8ktk0DABPI/AAAAAAAABQE/rL_nW_cbq4w/s1600/DSC00653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 113px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S8ktk0DABPI/AAAAAAAABQE/rL_nW_cbq4w/s200/DSC00653.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460946133633205490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S8kuBy-VxwI/AAAAAAAABQM/r77FqZ_huj8/s1600/DSC00655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 113px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S8kuBy-VxwI/AAAAAAAABQM/r77FqZ_huj8/s200/DSC00655.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460946631561430786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S8kvfKoUG6I/AAAAAAAABQk/2MLRPQlEHSk/s1600/DSC00684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 113px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S8kvfKoUG6I/AAAAAAAABQk/2MLRPQlEHSk/s200/DSC00684.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460948235639331746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Some houses have a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lake&lt;/span&gt; in between and the owners have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yachts, boats &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kayaks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All they need to do is open their back door and... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TA DAAAA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;They can jump into the lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S8ku7u0xLlI/AAAAAAAABQc/DXC5aZmJM8w/s1600/DSC00672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 113px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S8ku7u0xLlI/AAAAAAAABQc/DXC5aZmJM8w/s200/DSC00672.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460947626879954514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S8kuey_vs-I/AAAAAAAABQU/hpmDK6DEH2w/s1600/DSC00664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 113px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S8kuey_vs-I/AAAAAAAABQU/hpmDK6DEH2w/s200/DSC00664.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460947129783530466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Some are condominiums that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;faces the sea&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It's so peaceful.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jealous&lt;/span&gt;. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dropped dead on the bed and slept early that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the days, needless to say, we went shopping.&lt;br /&gt;Found things I wanted most ; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;blazer&lt;/span&gt; from Zara &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Skullcandy headphones&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I own them now. :D&lt;br /&gt;Also bought Burberry bag, tops from Forever 21 and MNG ( it's damn &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cheap &lt;/span&gt;there ) and other small things.&lt;br /&gt;I know, my aunt is bloody awesome. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s : Sorry, I took so long to write bout this trip. Was really busy.&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/1690049789899082901-3127569068909985777?l=izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/feeds/3127569068909985777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/03/universal-studios-singapore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/3127569068909985777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/3127569068909985777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/03/universal-studios-singapore.html' title='Universal Studios, Singapore.'/><author><name>Jie Sze.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03232027643547169672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TQltCWEz6uI/AAAAAAAABU4/nukty6gWi1g/S220/x1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S6bYexAqjuI/AAAAAAAABNc/vGuWdNdENr0/s72-c/DSC00512.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1690049789899082901.post-6627674581841802191</id><published>2010-03-16T20:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T20:34:55.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A holiday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Formspring is turning into a chatbox. Pffft.&lt;br /&gt;People are misusing it.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, mine's still not that contaminated.&lt;br /&gt;Hurry up! Go ask me anything you wanna know.&lt;br /&gt;Click&lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/JieSze"&gt; here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Answering questions are fun. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, Michy and I followed Wen Zhau's car to Summit USJ.&lt;br /&gt;For our jerseys, of course.&lt;br /&gt;We ended up choosing the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nike&lt;/span&gt; ones.&lt;br /&gt;Main reason is because the &lt;u&gt;sizes are smaller&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, obviously the &lt;u&gt;quality&lt;/u&gt; is better and it's &lt;u&gt;dri-fit&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And it's &lt;u&gt;branded&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention, &lt;u&gt;styloooo&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The price was also stylo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;RM 163&lt;/span&gt; for 2 nike jerseys 1 pants + printings.&lt;br /&gt;To me, it's pretty reasonable as it is Nike.&lt;br /&gt;But we weren't sure what the other team members would think.&lt;br /&gt;So we texted &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;each of them&lt;/span&gt; except Jemimah.&lt;br /&gt;She and her sister is in the team so it'll be a bit &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pricey &lt;/span&gt;for the parents to pay.&lt;br /&gt;There comes the havoc.&lt;br /&gt;Had to persuade her, wait for the other team members' confirmity.. blablabla.&lt;br /&gt;We ended spending bout &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2 hours in the shop&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Another &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hour &lt;/span&gt;walking around &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;aimlessly&lt;/span&gt; while figuring out our problems.&lt;br /&gt;Then, Michelle's family came so we had dinner together.&lt;br /&gt;Went to the shop again after dinner.&lt;br /&gt;By then, almost everyone had no problems with the price.&lt;br /&gt;After giving it much thought, we decided to not order it first.&lt;br /&gt;Had a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; funny talk&lt;/span&gt; with Michy's family in the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday and today :&lt;br /&gt;Had tests in tuition from 12 - 4.30 pm.&lt;br /&gt;Last minute studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skipped training today coz I had a red eye.&lt;br /&gt;Had Accounts tuition after tests in Raj. D:&lt;br /&gt;Imagine &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6 and half hours&lt;/span&gt; of tuition &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;in a row&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Brain malfunction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to study for Biology and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Add Maths&lt;/span&gt; by tonight. Gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going cuckoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I'M GOING SINGAPORE'S UNIVERSAL'S STUDIOS, BITCHES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suck that. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1690049789899082901-6627674581841802191?l=izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/feeds/6627674581841802191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/03/fully.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/6627674581841802191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/6627674581841802191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/03/fully.html' title='A holiday.'/><author><name>Jie Sze.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03232027643547169672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TQltCWEz6uI/AAAAAAAABU4/nukty6gWi1g/S220/x1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1690049789899082901.post-8177042331457907664</id><published>2010-03-14T11:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T12:13:29.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're entirely bonkers but I'll tell you a secret. All the best people are.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gotta get my head in the Chemistry book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yet, it's the same ol' story where I&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; can't &lt;/span&gt;get my eyes off the laptop screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a week off school.&lt;br /&gt;But gonna have tests in tuition. And after that, we'll be having diagnostics test in school.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the joy&lt;/span&gt;. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skipped school on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Alice in Wonderland &lt;/span&gt;with Karen.&lt;br /&gt;It was a last minute thing.&lt;br /&gt;Amazingly, we managed to buy tickets at the counter.&lt;br /&gt;Watched it in 3D, pretty awesome movie.&lt;br /&gt;While watching, I was thinking how advanced our world have become.&lt;br /&gt;A mixture of&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; live action and animation&lt;/span&gt;. Whoa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was late for training as I had to walk all the way from my house to the school park.&lt;br /&gt;Karen came along.&lt;br /&gt;Around 6, it started raining heavily.&lt;br /&gt;We went insane, playing in the rain. :D&lt;br /&gt;Was soaking wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had another training yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;It started half an hour &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;earlier&lt;/span&gt; since Miew Ling had to leave by 10.&lt;br /&gt;Finally chose the players.&lt;br /&gt;We have a team now. Nice.&lt;br /&gt;Going to order the jerseys later.&lt;br /&gt;I still hadn't choose my number and the name to put on my jersey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I gave away my number 12&lt;/span&gt; to Shen Ni since Zhi Yang is also number 12 on the guy's team.&lt;br /&gt;And also, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;who knows a new number can bring luck to the team?&lt;/span&gt; (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Was determined to study after lunch&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;But aunt called and told me she was gonna bring me to Mid Valley.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't wanna go but mum said it's aunt's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Great.&lt;br /&gt;Shopped. Bought new board shorts from Roxy, skirt from Zara and long t-shirt from Mooks. :D&lt;br /&gt;Had drinks at Austin Chase. It's sucky. The Caramel Chocolate tasted like crap.&lt;br /&gt;Watched Nine. I still have no idea what the movie is about. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner at The Spread.&lt;br /&gt;Rooftop, awesome. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was gone from Facebook a day and everyone is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;married &lt;/span&gt;to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;So, Shakila and I decided to play along. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better stay away from my laptop before I get some more lectures from mum.&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/1690049789899082901-8177042331457907664?l=izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/feeds/8177042331457907664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/03/youre-entirely-bonkers-but-ill-tell-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/8177042331457907664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/8177042331457907664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/03/youre-entirely-bonkers-but-ill-tell-you.html' title='You&apos;re entirely bonkers but I&apos;ll tell you a secret. All the best people are.'/><author><name>Jie Sze.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03232027643547169672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TQltCWEz6uI/AAAAAAAABU4/nukty6gWi1g/S220/x1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1690049789899082901.post-2478895887840526345</id><published>2010-03-08T07:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T08:31:45.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome last Sport's Day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's 7.30 am&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There's a break from school today since we had &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sport's Day&lt;/span&gt; last Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Heck. It was one awesome &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;last&lt;/span&gt; Sport's Day for me.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't bring my camera because I was filled with so much events, I didn't even have time to chat with my friends or even take a good rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least I can rest my mind bout the sprintings now.&lt;br /&gt;Had &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;golds&lt;/span&gt; for 80m and 200m. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Silver&lt;/span&gt; for tug-o-war.&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt; Bronze&lt;/span&gt; for 4x200m.&lt;br /&gt;And received our cross country medals that day too, which I got 5th.&lt;br /&gt;Finally got what I wanted.&lt;br /&gt;A record of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 years of gold for 80m&lt;/span&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;Could've gotten for the 200m too, but the school field is so screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I-was-first-but-when-I-was-just-5-metre-away-from-the-finishing-line-I-fell &lt;/span&gt;incident which happened last year.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure everyone remembers it.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I got &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;more&lt;/span&gt; than what I wanted.&lt;br /&gt;I was the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;over all female athlete&lt;/span&gt;. *Wide grin*&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Azrul&lt;/span&gt; was the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;over all male athlete&lt;/span&gt;. Congrats! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S5Q8kNAW1dI/AAAAAAAABNM/posrTDAJgNo/s1600-h/s1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S5Q8kNAW1dI/AAAAAAAABNM/posrTDAJgNo/s200/s1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446044442061886930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've been staying back a lot for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the 2 whole week&lt;/span&gt;s.&lt;br /&gt;Stomp practices. It was a bit screwed up during Sport's Day but people said it was good.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks! :D&lt;br /&gt;After practice, I'll rush to tuition.&lt;br /&gt;Then, to Jemimah's house to paint our banners and flags.&lt;br /&gt;It was so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hectic&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I left all my homework.&lt;br /&gt;And I'll have to pass them all up this week. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gone&lt;/span&gt;. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tug-o-war was on Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;This year's the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;first time &lt;/span&gt;since my 5 years in school that blue team for girls' category has gotten into the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;finals&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Probably because I'm there, right? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1500m run was on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Failed &lt;/span&gt;big time.&lt;br /&gt;Was the 7th. D:&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to Denise for getting 4th. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did say that I'll update bout my week last week.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, was too tired.&lt;br /&gt;We had a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;farewell party for Antul&lt;/span&gt; last Friday.&lt;br /&gt;He's migrating to Canada. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why's everyone leaving?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It was held at Nat's condo. Next to the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Hanged out around the pool, did stupid faces, took pictures, played squash, ran around, stoned, eat, talk, guitar heroes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Was the latest to leave. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Again&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Antul, if you're even reading this, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;have fun there &amp;amp; do visit us&lt;/span&gt;! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S5RAirPxfLI/AAAAAAAABNU/HBZ5IbSZpT8/s1600-h/DSC00263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 113px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S5RAirPxfLI/AAAAAAAABNU/HBZ5IbSZpT8/s200/DSC00263.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446048813866384562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Basketball tryout&lt;/span&gt; was on Saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Only 10 people turned up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Which explains why there's another tryout later. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Miew Ling and Manoj elected &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Michy as captain&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I, as the co-captain&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Did so much drills. Was dead tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Back to Saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After Sport's Day, a bunch of us went over to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mayuran's apartment&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Man, I just love that place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;owns&lt;/span&gt; it. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No parents or whatever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Cool, ain't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Watched TV, ordered pizza, ate, chat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Went home at 5 pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;While walking to Denise's, Chin Han passed by with his &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;new Mercedes B180&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Stopped when he saw us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Showed us how the car can &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;self-park&lt;/span&gt;. Stylo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Over to Shakila's party at 9 pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There was a tent outside but everyone was in the house since it was raining.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, the house was really &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;crowded&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hot&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I just kept going into her room since it was the only cold place. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Everyone else did that too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And we slept on her bed on top of each other. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was too tired to move.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Again&lt;/span&gt;, I was the last girl to leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Off to tryout now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh ya, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.formspring.me/JieSze"&gt;formspring&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; me! Ask me &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;anything&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/1690049789899082901-2478895887840526345?l=izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/feeds/2478895887840526345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/03/awesome-last-sports-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/2478895887840526345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/2478895887840526345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/03/awesome-last-sports-day.html' title='Awesome last Sport&apos;s Day.'/><author><name>Jie Sze.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03232027643547169672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TQltCWEz6uI/AAAAAAAABU4/nukty6gWi1g/S220/x1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S5Q8kNAW1dI/AAAAAAAABNM/posrTDAJgNo/s72-c/s1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1690049789899082901.post-1014104433802481686</id><published>2010-02-28T11:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T13:49:57.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese New Year week.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I haven't updated bout Chinese New Year eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first time my elder brother&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; isn't &lt;/span&gt;here for New Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On New Year's eve, Brian and I went over to grandma's for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;reunion dinner&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;As usual, there'll only be youngest aunt, the only uncle I have and grandma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Except&lt;/span&gt; this year &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;elder brother wasn't there&lt;/span&gt; but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;aunt's German boyf was&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 2nd youngest aunt and her family came&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Waited for dinner to be ready.&lt;br /&gt;Was the slowest the finish dinner. Happens every year. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Helped clean up.&lt;br /&gt;That's bout it. Nothing special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home and took &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gazillion&lt;/span&gt; pictures with Elicia using webcam. Then, we made collages with it. :D&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php?sk=lf#%21/album.php?aid=53597&amp;amp;id=1311340605"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of Chinese New Year! (:&lt;br /&gt;Dad fetched us grandma's.&lt;br /&gt;First to reach. Typical.&lt;br /&gt;Slept off while waiting for other cousins to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;When they finally did, we chatted, played bubbles and took lotsa photos.&lt;br /&gt;Was last to leave. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Had so much &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;laughters&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;My family members are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jokers&lt;/span&gt; and I love them. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S4n5EQZH2GI/AAAAAAAABL0/lvVgyTC-6Mk/s1600-h/DSC08489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S4n5EQZH2GI/AAAAAAAABL0/lvVgyTC-6Mk/s200/DSC08489.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443155476169087074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S4n4qGkeEWI/AAAAAAAABLs/-Zair6qCEV0/s1600-h/DSC08469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S4n4qGkeEWI/AAAAAAAABLs/-Zair6qCEV0/s200/DSC08469.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443155026855727458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/JieSze#%21/album.php?aid=147471&amp;amp;id=646315958"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for more pictures.&lt;br /&gt;Love the jump shots I took. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, I was the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; latest&lt;/span&gt; to wake up. Pffft.&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to leave the house early to go Malacca.&lt;br /&gt;It was already 10 am when we left.&lt;br /&gt;And it was sunny so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mum blamed me &lt;/span&gt;for waking up late. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Went straight to grandma's.&lt;br /&gt;Just bunk around till night.&lt;br /&gt;Had &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;homemade steamboat&lt;/span&gt; as dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S4n6Go95XGI/AAAAAAAABL8/AvBuZXYwpp8/s1600-h/DSC08911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 113px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S4n6Go95XGI/AAAAAAAABL8/AvBuZXYwpp8/s200/DSC08911.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443156616637144162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Watched DVD before going to bed.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, wait. I couldn't sleep because I had &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;asthma&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't breathe so my mum brought me to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;My lungs were already clear when I reached. -.-&lt;br /&gt;But I went to see the doctor anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second day at Malacca.&lt;br /&gt;Went to the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;biggest Jusco in Malaysia&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The decoration was a little cheap looking.&lt;br /&gt;Saw Fan Wong and her husband there.&lt;br /&gt;She's so fair and pretty. (:&lt;br /&gt;At night, mum brought Wendy and I to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jonker Street&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S4n7B96wBHI/AAAAAAAABME/50tmAIlk018/s1600-h/DSC09039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 113px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S4n7B96wBHI/AAAAAAAABME/50tmAIlk018/s200/DSC09039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443157635873375346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bought loads of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Went drinking at a cafe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S4n7dnJYA7I/AAAAAAAABMM/7kip9yDIMtg/s1600-h/DSC09074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 113px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S4n7dnJYA7I/AAAAAAAABMM/7kip9yDIMtg/s200/DSC09074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443158110797038514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Uhm... uhhh.. uhhhh...&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I drank alcohol&lt;/span&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;Everyone there's so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;relaxed&lt;/span&gt; so there's like an atmosphere.. for &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;drinking alcohol&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Went home at 1 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up early to go&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; temple&lt;/span&gt; the next morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S4n8PEwJowI/AAAAAAAABMU/Q6M085HFDGQ/s1600-h/DSC09181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 113px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S4n8PEwJowI/AAAAAAAABMU/Q6M085HFDGQ/s200/DSC09181.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443158960557892354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was so crowded. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Went out for lunch with eldest aunt later.&lt;br /&gt;Chilled at home till I slept off.&lt;br /&gt;When I wake up, everyone already ate dinner.&lt;br /&gt;So, I had to eat it quickly because we needed to go home already.&lt;br /&gt;Left at 10 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tuition&lt;/span&gt; in the morning from 10 am - 1 pm.&lt;br /&gt;Sat on my bum in front of the laptop for the rest of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yew Lum's open house&lt;/span&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;He finally listened to my persuasion. Kekeke.&lt;br /&gt;Yew Lum : &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now that you've come my house, you can sleep well at night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I wasn't desperate.&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna see it.&lt;br /&gt;Well, his house was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;huge&lt;/span&gt;. He has a&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; huge &lt;/span&gt;fish pond with really &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;huge &lt;/span&gt;koi fishes. And also &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;huge&lt;/span&gt; dogs.&lt;br /&gt;After having lunch, played poker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S4n-zlEMi8I/AAAAAAAABMc/I8AVVgSzlMQ/s1600-h/DSC09406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 113px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S4n-zlEMi8I/AAAAAAAABMc/I8AVVgSzlMQ/s200/DSC09406.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443161786730449858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Won bout &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RM 20&lt;/span&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;The others played Resident Evil on PS2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S4n_fnHZUCI/AAAAAAAABMk/pm_xRw3kXSw/s1600-h/DSC09487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 113px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S4n_fnHZUCI/AAAAAAAABMk/pm_xRw3kXSw/s200/DSC09487.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443162543194984482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Trishna and Shakila kept screaming. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Accounts test&lt;/span&gt; at Datin Khoo's house with Brenda and Michelle at 4 pm.&lt;br /&gt;Her house is super nice. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bali style&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Large and cozy.&lt;br /&gt;I was so distracted I took so long to do my test. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Shen Ni's open house&lt;/span&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;Was there from 4 pm - 12 am.&lt;br /&gt;Played poker, ate dinner, played mah jong, watched Everton beat Man Utd., played cho tai ti, enjoyed piano-playing by Kala and Ni, ate korean mee for supper, chatted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S4oALyPxaWI/AAAAAAAABMs/BOOYsFjldWI/s1600-h/DSC09520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 113px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S4oALyPxaWI/AAAAAAAABMs/BOOYsFjldWI/s200/DSC09520.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443163302097152354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S4oAh7sx7GI/AAAAAAAABM0/3i0zg1bHE-U/s1600-h/DSC09629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 113px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S4oAh7sx7GI/AAAAAAAABM0/3i0zg1bHE-U/s200/DSC09629.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443163682591861858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S4oBL6hqggI/AAAAAAAABM8/llyQWfj4m2o/s1600-h/DSC09663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 113px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S4oBL6hqggI/AAAAAAAABM8/llyQWfj4m2o/s200/DSC09663.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443164403831308802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Basically, it was&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; awesome&lt;/span&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Brenda's open house&lt;/span&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S4oChtL-wdI/AAAAAAAABNE/9-zZs83Fp44/s1600-h/DSC09750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 113px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S4oChtL-wdI/AAAAAAAABNE/9-zZs83Fp44/s200/DSC09750.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443165877719450066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I already wrote bout it.&lt;br /&gt;To read, click &lt;a href="http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/02/epic.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Skipped school&lt;/span&gt; on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;That was my Chinese New Year.&lt;br /&gt;All play and no studies. It was great! How's yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, only pictures of New Year at dad's side is up on Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;The others are coming soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bout my ang pau target.&lt;br /&gt;Well, it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;didn't &lt;/span&gt;reach RM 2000.&lt;br /&gt;Not gonna tell how much I received though. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna update bout my weekend later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1690049789899082901-1014104433802481686?l=izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/feeds/1014104433802481686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/02/chinese-new-year-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/1014104433802481686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/1014104433802481686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/02/chinese-new-year-week.html' title='Chinese New Year week.'/><author><name>Jie Sze.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03232027643547169672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TQltCWEz6uI/AAAAAAAABU4/nukty6gWi1g/S220/x1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S4n5EQZH2GI/AAAAAAAABL0/lvVgyTC-6Mk/s72-c/DSC08489.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1690049789899082901.post-5624713955252890444</id><published>2010-02-22T02:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T03:09:45.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long fringe.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have a long fringe. Woooo yeahhhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S4GCiY6HiKI/AAAAAAAABLU/r3V5b6ApW48/s1600-h/lolz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 113px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S4GCiY6HiKI/AAAAAAAABLU/r3V5b6ApW48/s200/lolz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440773352153647266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[ DSLR ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S4GEpU8ECDI/AAAAAAAABLk/z8DD-WvI8uY/s1600-h/loong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S4GEpU8ECDI/AAAAAAAABLk/z8DD-WvI8uY/s200/loong.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440775670370404402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[ Webcam ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love messing it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S4GDR9QP2II/AAAAAAAABLc/EKZNZVj8Jt4/s1600-h/smexy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S4GDR9QP2II/AAAAAAAABLc/EKZNZVj8Jt4/s200/smexy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440774169363994754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1690049789899082901-5624713955252890444?l=izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/feeds/5624713955252890444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/02/long-fringe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/5624713955252890444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/5624713955252890444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/02/long-fringe.html' title='Long fringe.'/><author><name>Jie Sze.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03232027643547169672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TQltCWEz6uI/AAAAAAAABU4/nukty6gWi1g/S220/x1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S4GCiY6HiKI/AAAAAAAABLU/r3V5b6ApW48/s72-c/lolz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1690049789899082901.post-6211736539098382672</id><published>2010-02-22T02:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T02:35:04.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Epic.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's 2 am.&lt;br /&gt;Back to school tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Wondering what I'm doing here?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was epic.&lt;br /&gt;Brenda invited us over to her house and it starts at 9 pm.&lt;br /&gt;Since I overslept and hadn't done any of my homework, I decided to skip it.&lt;br /&gt;And her mum bought loads of food.&lt;br /&gt;She forced me to go.&lt;br /&gt;After much dilemma, I decided to go.&lt;br /&gt;It was already 11.30 pm back then.&lt;br /&gt;Who goes to a friend's house so late before a school day? Me.&lt;br /&gt;So I stayed there till 'bout 1 am.&lt;br /&gt;Came home, drove a 'lil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, I'm thinking of not sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe like do all my homework, watch a 'lil Glee, go to school the next morning half dead then tuition. 8)&lt;br /&gt;My body's gonna die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S4F6e2foHaI/AAAAAAAABLM/alQ1fc6GFoo/s1600-h/021144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S4F6e2foHaI/AAAAAAAABLM/alQ1fc6GFoo/s200/021144.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440764495283101090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Random &amp;amp; epic things (y)&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/1690049789899082901-6211736539098382672?l=izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/feeds/6211736539098382672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/02/epic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/6211736539098382672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/6211736539098382672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/02/epic.html' title='Epic.'/><author><name>Jie Sze.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03232027643547169672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TQltCWEz6uI/AAAAAAAABU4/nukty6gWi1g/S220/x1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S4F6e2foHaI/AAAAAAAABLM/alQ1fc6GFoo/s72-c/021144.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1690049789899082901.post-6241602949515425036</id><published>2010-02-22T01:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T01:20:05.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>Ask me anything &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/JieSze" target="_blank"&gt;http://formspring.me/JieSze&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1690049789899082901-6241602949515425036?l=izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/feeds/6241602949515425036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/02/formspringme.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/6241602949515425036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/6241602949515425036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/02/formspringme.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Jie Sze.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03232027643547169672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TQltCWEz6uI/AAAAAAAABU4/nukty6gWi1g/S220/x1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1690049789899082901.post-2847731450490788575</id><published>2010-02-21T14:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T14:57:56.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S4DXyEK_f-I/AAAAAAAABK8/qpYr1rwhnlA/s1600-h/unclear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 201px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S4DXyEK_f-I/AAAAAAAABK8/qpYr1rwhnlA/s320/unclear.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440585604976836578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Picture taken &amp;amp; edited by me. (: Don't steal. &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/1690049789899082901-2847731450490788575?l=izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/feeds/2847731450490788575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/02/you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/2847731450490788575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/2847731450490788575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/02/you.html' title='You.'/><author><name>Jie Sze.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03232027643547169672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TQltCWEz6uI/AAAAAAAABU4/nukty6gWi1g/S220/x1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S4DXyEK_f-I/AAAAAAAABK8/qpYr1rwhnlA/s72-c/unclear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1690049789899082901.post-6296214480848214208</id><published>2010-02-21T10:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T12:37:04.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My jokers.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm not going to write 'bout Chinese New Year just yet.&lt;br /&gt;What's more important is that I've forgotten 'bout &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2 of my closest friends birthday&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Soo Yew Lum &lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Shakila Martin&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm soextremelyreallyohmygodshitassmotherlalalala SORRY.&lt;br /&gt;(That didn't really make sense, but you get the point)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I promised them I'm gonna make it up to both of them.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, I'm gonna dedicate this post to them. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S4C4StcggqI/AAAAAAAABKk/iSt5nL4ntMw/s1600-h/DSC08351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S4C4StcggqI/AAAAAAAABKk/iSt5nL4ntMw/s200/DSC08351.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440550981439881890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Yew Lum&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Friends since form 1.&lt;br /&gt;I think I knew him through Ryan. Right?&lt;br /&gt;He was taller then Ryan until form 3.&lt;br /&gt;Likes &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;spiking&lt;/span&gt; up his hair.&lt;br /&gt;Leyla's his first &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;He loves her to bits. Didn't realize he could be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;romantic&lt;/span&gt;. *shudders*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;OH, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;he loves asking questions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;. Oh my God. And sometimes, the questions he ask are really dumb. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;He's got a nice body? *coughs* Abs and biceps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;People thinks he looks like Rain, the korean singer. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Basketballer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Swimmer.&lt;br /&gt;Sprinter.&lt;br /&gt;Long-distance runner. He got &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2nd place&lt;/span&gt; for cross country this year!&lt;br /&gt;He tell me loads of stuff. I'm his &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;bestestestestestestest friend&lt;/span&gt;, right Lum? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Eats&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; a lot&lt;/span&gt;. Monster!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kia su &lt;/span&gt;boy.&lt;br /&gt;Has a super huge house. He finally allowed girls into his house on Friday! I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;forced&lt;/span&gt; him to invite us. KEKEKE.&lt;br /&gt;Has a kickass sister whom was my basketball captain.&lt;br /&gt;Never had his own phone. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Laughs weirdly.&lt;br /&gt;Always wears Levi's tees.&lt;br /&gt;Wants a pair of basketball shoes.&lt;br /&gt;Stares at people in a weird way. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Had a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; loooooong talk&lt;/span&gt; on the basketball court the other night for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;One of the first guys to enter my house and new room.&lt;br /&gt;Has 2 huge dogs.&lt;br /&gt;Has &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10 cars&lt;/span&gt; and he said it's little. A porsche. Wtf?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, he's bloody rich.&lt;br /&gt;He won RM 15 from poker yesterday. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S4C1BAtVuRI/AAAAAAAABKc/Uy5E4hdQD6A/s1600-h/DSC08310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S4C1BAtVuRI/AAAAAAAABKc/Uy5E4hdQD6A/s200/DSC08310.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440547378838223122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Shakila&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My Indian macha. :D&lt;br /&gt;Knew her from the street somewhere. Haha, kidding. I forgot when we met but we got closer in form 3.&lt;br /&gt;If I need someone to bullshit with you, she's the one. We can go on and on 'bout some dumbass thing with our wild imaginations.&lt;br /&gt;Has a freaky laugh.&lt;br /&gt;Always does those&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; annoying&lt;/span&gt; voices.&lt;br /&gt;Gets emo over small things.&lt;br /&gt;Likes cute stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Creative I guess. Draws a lot and she's the designer for most of the clubs she joined in school.&lt;br /&gt;Likes the colour &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;turquoise&lt;/span&gt;, like the one on the walls of her room.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me loads of stuff too. I'm also her &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;bestestestestestestest friend&lt;/span&gt;, right Shaki? :D&lt;br /&gt;Shares the same interest in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tan boys&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;She's&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; single and available&lt;/span&gt;. So to the guys out there, get to know her! You won't regret it.&lt;br /&gt;Likes dancing.&lt;br /&gt;Racist shit. In a playful way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rant&lt;/span&gt; 'bout almost everything to me.&lt;br /&gt;Made her a surprise birthday dinner last year.&lt;br /&gt;Likes dresses.&lt;br /&gt;Likes dark shiny colours.&lt;br /&gt;Likes &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;huge/fat dogs&lt;/span&gt;, especially corgi.&lt;br /&gt;Sat next to her in tuition the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;whole of last year&lt;/span&gt;. We'd talk while sir is writing on the board.&lt;br /&gt;Wants people to appreciate her.&lt;br /&gt;The only child.&lt;br /&gt;Straightforward. To her friends, at least.&lt;br /&gt;Isn't afraid to show that she's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;angry&lt;/span&gt;. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Screams over a stupid PS2 game. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Dislikes buying friends' gifts with her 'cause she'll take &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hours&lt;/span&gt; looking at her own stuff. *stares*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cheapskate&lt;/span&gt;. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Almost all her friends are&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; chinese&lt;/span&gt;. ;D&lt;br /&gt;Loves Pikachu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I could come up with right now.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for not being able to attend your surprise birthday lunch either.&lt;br /&gt;I know it wasn't perfect &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;without me&lt;/span&gt; but hope ya all had a great one. HAHA. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you both, as pal-o. Dooooh. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&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/1690049789899082901-6296214480848214208?l=izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/feeds/6296214480848214208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-jokers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/6296214480848214208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/6296214480848214208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-jokers.html' title='My jokers.'/><author><name>Jie Sze.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03232027643547169672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TQltCWEz6uI/AAAAAAAABU4/nukty6gWi1g/S220/x1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S4C4StcggqI/AAAAAAAABKk/iSt5nL4ntMw/s72-c/DSC08351.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1690049789899082901.post-3257618538715325180</id><published>2010-02-14T23:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T23:38:02.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I like.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I like family reunion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I like making people laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I like seeing people laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I like to hear laughters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I like to laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Happiness ; Priceless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1690049789899082901-3257618538715325180?l=izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/feeds/3257618538715325180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-like.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/3257618538715325180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/3257618538715325180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-like.html' title='I like.'/><author><name>Jie Sze.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03232027643547169672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TQltCWEz6uI/AAAAAAAABU4/nukty6gWi1g/S220/x1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1690049789899082901.post-6459453669152646797</id><published>2010-02-14T10:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T23:36:15.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ang pau target : RM 2000.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Happy Chinese New Year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Happy Valentine's Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I guess it's alright for both of them to fall on the same day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;At least the single ones have something to be happy about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ang paus&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Off to grandma's soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've a few posts saved as draft. Will update when I'm free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1690049789899082901-6459453669152646797?l=izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/feeds/6459453669152646797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-chinese-new-year-happy-valentines.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/6459453669152646797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/6459453669152646797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-chinese-new-year-happy-valentines.html' title='Ang pau target : RM 2000.'/><author><name>Jie Sze.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03232027643547169672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TQltCWEz6uI/AAAAAAAABU4/nukty6gWi1g/S220/x1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1690049789899082901.post-958981961951545592</id><published>2010-02-05T21:06:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T10:16:00.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Asskickinghuge pills.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I feel retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is that even possible? To &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;FEEL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; retarded?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's because my brain is&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; burnt&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Fck, that sounded more retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've been under the weather.&lt;br /&gt;Had high fever on Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;Body temperature was 39 degrees Celcius.&lt;br /&gt;The doctor jabbed my ass.&lt;br /&gt;Wait, that sounded wrong. Lemme rephrase.&lt;br /&gt;The doctor gave me an injection on my ass?&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, he told me I had asthma &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt; or Bronchitis.&lt;br /&gt;Wtf? I was too stoned to react but I was showing that "WHAT?!" expression in my mind. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I had asthma when I was younger.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't even walk up the stairs. Mummy used to carry me. D:&lt;br /&gt;Was sleepless for a few nights 'cause I had difficulty in breathing.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I felt like dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was bored to death last Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Literally wondered around the house, doing nothing. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went over to Brenda's on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;Discussed oral and stuff there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, Wednesday &amp;amp; Thursday : &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Skipped school&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday and Thursday, went to tuition half dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shakila : *O_O* You look....purple-ish.&lt;br /&gt;Karen : You look so colourless.&lt;br /&gt;Asmeeta : Eh, you okay ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know what to do at home.&lt;br /&gt;If I do my homework, read or even move a little too much, I'll get headache.&lt;br /&gt;So, I just slept and.. slept and.. slept.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I did play with my camera once I felt better on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;Took a few random shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S24qPPn1ubI/AAAAAAAABJk/k3EZnA6ZH_M/s1600-h/DSC08004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S24s5JhiJGI/AAAAAAAABJ0/tzXVG3ju_Ic/s200/DSC08037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435331160603501666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S24uD6TjjYI/AAAAAAAABJ8/_DSRFRaEzLc/s1600-h/DSC08038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S24uD6TjjYI/AAAAAAAABJ8/_DSRFRaEzLc/s200/DSC08038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435332445008530818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S24utL_ORII/AAAAAAAABKE/ZEizEnfJw9g/s1600-h/DSC08070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S24utL_ORII/AAAAAAAABKE/ZEizEnfJw9g/s200/DSC08070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435333154129724546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S24xRwP8ZEI/AAAAAAAABKM/o0HPMqSL9VA/s1600-h/DSC08076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S24xRwP8ZEI/AAAAAAAABKM/o0HPMqSL9VA/s200/DSC08076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435335981362078786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S4CXIfFoaqI/AAAAAAAABKU/_tryaHEAbbg/s1600-h/DSC08084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S4CXIfFoaqI/AAAAAAAABKU/_tryaHEAbbg/s200/DSC08084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440514521903426210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;* Those above were written on Friday night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally went to school on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Finished our Malay &amp;amp; English orals on that day.&lt;br /&gt;And we scored pretty good so I'm glad I went to school. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the evening, Michelle Lim (which will be known as Michy from now on) came over to discuss bout Blue house and basketball thingos-ma-jinggos.&lt;br /&gt;Then, went training.&lt;br /&gt;More like a photography session for me.&lt;br /&gt;I've not recovered so I could just walk around and snap photos.&lt;br /&gt;On the way home, saw Yew Lum and Leyla. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;OH OH, guess what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Our class has a blog&lt;/span&gt;. How advanced. (:&lt;br /&gt;I must say it's pretty useful.&lt;br /&gt;To view, click &lt;a href="http://5cekap-2010.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I couldn't sleep on Friday night.&lt;br /&gt;It's the first time.&lt;br /&gt;Usually, it only takes me 3 seconds before I doze off.&lt;br /&gt;I was so angry and frustrated I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;punched&lt;/span&gt; the wall. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was school on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;I skipped it though because I had no transport home.&lt;br /&gt;Still woke up bloody early and couldn't sleep again after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what's wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanked around till night.&lt;br /&gt;Karen came over and we got ready for Trishna's party.&lt;br /&gt;Were one of the latest to reach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played games.&lt;br /&gt;One of it we had to run around the neighbourhood.&lt;br /&gt;In &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dresses&lt;/span&gt;. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Not our fault the theme's semi-formal, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was sweaty and tired after that.&lt;br /&gt;Ate. Had a Q&amp;amp;A session.&lt;br /&gt;Taught Shafeeqdeen how to speak Mandarin. Had a good laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was the last girl to leave.&lt;br /&gt;Mum allowed me to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;drive&lt;/span&gt; one round when we almost reached home.&lt;br /&gt;How awesome. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a very relaxed week.&lt;br /&gt;Well, mostly because I was sick. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. Look at the right side of this page.&lt;br /&gt;On the 'Must.Do.This' section, you'll see that I've listed that I'll TRY avoiding alcohols.&lt;br /&gt;Shandy is not counted coz it's only like ... what?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Less than 1%&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Pffft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Did I mention that I texted sk8rboy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, he's.. forget him. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just gonna bunk around today.&lt;br /&gt;Updates next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*All these were meant to be posted last week. 'Twas in my draft. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1690049789899082901-958981961951545592?l=izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/feeds/958981961951545592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/02/asskickinghuge-pills.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/958981961951545592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/958981961951545592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/02/asskickinghuge-pills.html' title='Asskickinghuge pills.'/><author><name>Jie Sze.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03232027643547169672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TQltCWEz6uI/AAAAAAAABU4/nukty6gWi1g/S220/x1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S24qPPn1ubI/AAAAAAAABJk/k3EZnA6ZH_M/s72-c/DSC08004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1690049789899082901.post-6347833971247868378</id><published>2010-01-30T15:14:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T09:07:37.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You got me love drunk.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I had a super awesome dashing fantabulous massive big bang kickass night!&lt;br /&gt;I went for the Nokia x6 launch and saw &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boys Like Girls&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S2Pl4Wdk-fI/AAAAAAAABI4/dP1MzCB14o8/s1600-h/x6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 166px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S2Pl4Wdk-fI/AAAAAAAABI4/dP1MzCB14o8/s200/x6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432438331804023282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Damn, I still can't believe I saw them.&lt;br /&gt;I just love their songs. Didn't realized that I was sucha big fan. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, at bout 5, met up with Emmanuel, Mirza and Gurprem at Bangsar Village.&lt;br /&gt;Took a cab to Bukit Kiara.&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Ryan, Wei Keith, Sarah, Lydia and Wei Ian.&lt;br /&gt;Waited outside till 7 something.&lt;br /&gt;Finally we were let in but i was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sandwich-ed&lt;/span&gt; by the guys. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, we were one of the earliest so we got to stand quite near the stage, where the side railing was.&lt;br /&gt;Waited for another hour before the concert started.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, we wanted to buy x6 for RM 66 but the people were mad.&lt;br /&gt;The pushed and fought for the coupon.&lt;br /&gt;You had to get the coupon for the lucky draw.&lt;br /&gt;And if you're lucky, you'll get to buy that phone.&lt;br /&gt;So, we didn't bother cause we wanted to get a good place to watch the concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yew Lum somehow got through the crowd and found us when the concert's bout to start.&lt;br /&gt;After like.. forever, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DJ Goldfish&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DJ Nikki&lt;/span&gt; came out. Did some up beat music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sixth Pence&lt;/span&gt; sang after that. They suck.&lt;br /&gt;Then, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aizat&lt;/span&gt;. He has quite a good voice.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone cheered when his band was setting up the musical instruments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Because Boys Like Girls just arrived&lt;/span&gt;. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Khalil Fong&lt;/span&gt;, a hongkie was next.&lt;br /&gt;Had never heard of him but he has awesome voice.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Boys Like Girls&lt;/span&gt; came out and the crowd went &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wild&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I screamed and sang to every song.&lt;br /&gt;For the final song, The Great Escape, we jumped like mad.&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't catch my breath afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;While singing the last song, Martin Johnson came down the stage and climbed the railing right in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking "Fck, what's he doing?"&lt;br /&gt;Well, I couldn't resist but touched his &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tattoo on his sexy biceps&lt;/span&gt;. ;)&lt;br /&gt;The crowd went wilder.&lt;br /&gt;They pushed and pushed and I held on to Martin's legs so that he won't fall on us because the railing almost fell.&lt;br /&gt;The guards had to support him.&lt;br /&gt;He literally stood on their hands.&lt;br /&gt;That guy is fcking insane.&lt;br /&gt;Being able to see Boys Like Girls truly made my &lt;s&gt;day&lt;/s&gt; life. 8D&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Paul Digiovanni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is pretty sexy. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Utt&lt;/span&gt; from MTV hosted the launch party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jin&lt;/span&gt; from Hitz.fm was there too.&lt;br /&gt;Utt, Jin and I have awesome shoes. Kekeke. :F&lt;br /&gt;Well, Jin's ones can &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;glow in the dark&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IWANT'EM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1gSCfFmswGA"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Wen Zhau's mum fetched us to McD.&lt;br /&gt;Yew Lum, Emmanuel, Gurprem and I had dinner there.&lt;br /&gt;Went home at midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That was pretty darn awesome, isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, I couldn't bring my DSLR there to capture the kodak moment.&lt;br /&gt;If I did, I probably wouldn't be able to see the pictures inside too.&lt;br /&gt;My camera will be like some &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;smashed up pancake&lt;/span&gt;. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I did caught a few pictures with my phone but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bad picture quality&lt;/span&gt; so I won't upload them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams ended on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;Got back English and Malay papers' marks.&lt;br /&gt;English - 88 , BM - 70.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training today was tiring.&lt;br /&gt;Probably because I slept late last night.&lt;br /&gt;Teck Poh invited me for Youth Fellowship's mini olympic but I'm too lazy to walk there.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, Teck Poh. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunties came over to my house.&lt;br /&gt;Youngest aunty's boyf came to M'sia. German. He's so quite and shy.&lt;br /&gt;It was like a small reunion. Scary.&lt;br /&gt;Besides, I looked horrible because I just came home from training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to nap. Family Gathering Dinner tonight. Wee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S2PlUPL6DyI/AAAAAAAABIw/VujZ7bLZfi0/s1600-h/blg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S2PlUPL6DyI/AAAAAAAABIw/VujZ7bLZfi0/s200/blg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432437711375568674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I.love.Boys.Like.Girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1690049789899082901-6347833971247868378?l=izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/feeds/6347833971247868378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-got-me-love-drunk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/6347833971247868378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/6347833971247868378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-got-me-love-drunk.html' title='You got me love drunk.'/><author><name>Jie Sze.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03232027643547169672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TQltCWEz6uI/AAAAAAAABU4/nukty6gWi1g/S220/x1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S2Pl4Wdk-fI/AAAAAAAABI4/dP1MzCB14o8/s72-c/x6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1690049789899082901.post-4731518139189158189</id><published>2010-01-24T22:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T23:09:30.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sk8rboy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Happy Birthday Lam Pang Yoong!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wow, you're the first person I wish in my blog for the year 2010.&lt;br /&gt;Be proud. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is gonna be a short update.&lt;br /&gt;There's school tomorrow and I'm very very very sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;I've never touched a book for this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Went out to MV on Saturday and bought presents for the guys.&lt;br /&gt;Went BV today for fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not interested to write bout all that.&lt;br /&gt;What's hot is that I chatted with skaterboy on MSN today.&lt;br /&gt;And when I had to go out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sk8rboi : Oh okay *types number* text me &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;anytime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That.was.so.sexy.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Joel's&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; leaving&lt;/span&gt; for Aussie tomorrow. ):&lt;br /&gt;We'll miss you terribly, Joel Puah aka smileyboy.&lt;br /&gt;Well, have fun there.&lt;br /&gt;You get to surf! Unfairrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;Come back and visit us often, ya? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S1xiAWl3NDI/AAAAAAAABIg/J_Qpvumzzz0/s1600-h/DSC01430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S1xiAWl3NDI/AAAAAAAABIg/J_Qpvumzzz0/s200/DSC01430.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430323008905884722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S1xilIYxm1I/AAAAAAAABIo/mIPMWCDZE9s/s1600-h/gbyejoel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 172px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S1xilIYxm1I/AAAAAAAABIo/mIPMWCDZE9s/s200/gbyejoel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430323640748055378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Eyes' gonna shut. Updates next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams were boolshiat by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&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/1690049789899082901-4731518139189158189?l=izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/feeds/4731518139189158189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/01/sk8rboy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/4731518139189158189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/4731518139189158189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/01/sk8rboy.html' title='sk8rboy.'/><author><name>Jie Sze.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03232027643547169672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TQltCWEz6uI/AAAAAAAABU4/nukty6gWi1g/S220/x1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S1xiAWl3NDI/AAAAAAAABIg/J_Qpvumzzz0/s72-c/DSC01430.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1690049789899082901.post-6933455719138886536</id><published>2010-01-17T14:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T15:16:05.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Satisfying.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Homework, homework, homework.&lt;br /&gt;Tuition, tuition, tuition.&lt;br /&gt;Exam, exam, exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why's everything repeated? Cause they're &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOADS&lt;/span&gt; of them.&lt;br /&gt;I was so exhausted that I slept &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the whole day&lt;/span&gt; on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I'm just a pig. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; happy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why. O_O&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting satisfied easily.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, on Thursday, I had a plain packet of rice with chicken but I was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm freaking myself out. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday. During Biology's period...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kala : *sings* *sings* *sings*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kala : Why's everyone so quiet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jie Sze : Why are YOU so noisy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Sorry, Kala. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, had training in the park.&lt;br /&gt;The guys were there too since the school's occupied by some prefect's thing.&lt;br /&gt;We shared the court. :D&lt;br /&gt;And it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;We did more drills than usual.&lt;br /&gt;After training, we just sat around and talked.&lt;br /&gt;And that too made me &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the form 4 guy, Tan drove a motorcycle to the park &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;without license and road tax&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The guys kept playing with the bike. -.-&lt;br /&gt;And that Tan guy kept driving them around in high speed.&lt;br /&gt;He even tailgated a security guard. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, Michelle, Shakila and Yew Lum invited me to Mid Valley to shop for presents.&lt;br /&gt;I was tempted but I needed to rest and study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; even touched a book though.&lt;br /&gt;I lost track of time.&lt;br /&gt;All I know is that I was on the bed most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a post as an assistant secretary in Laksamana.&lt;br /&gt;Good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I better go read my Biology or do some Add Maths.&lt;br /&gt;I'mma fail doooh. &gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1690049789899082901-6933455719138886536?l=izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/feeds/6933455719138886536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/01/satisfying.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/6933455719138886536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/6933455719138886536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/01/satisfying.html' title='Satisfying.'/><author><name>Jie Sze.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03232027643547169672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TQltCWEz6uI/AAAAAAAABU4/nukty6gWi1g/S220/x1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1690049789899082901.post-6783410944476248104</id><published>2010-01-10T21:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T21:57:17.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Homies.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today evening, Adam, Yew Lum and Shakila came over to my house.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, they're the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;firsts &lt;/span&gt;to be in my official room.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; yes, Adam and Yew Lum are the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; first guys&lt;/span&gt; that came to my house.&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to watch movies but ended up just hanging around my room.&lt;br /&gt;Shakila went through all my stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Adam rolled all over my bed.&lt;br /&gt;Yew Lum kept asking me questions.&lt;br /&gt;Amazing people I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At bout 6, Yew Lum and Adam left for basketball.&lt;br /&gt;Shakila only left an hour later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had lots of fun though. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I'm tired and sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;Updates next week.&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1690049789899082901-6783410944476248104?l=izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/feeds/6783410944476248104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/01/homies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/6783410944476248104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/6783410944476248104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/01/homies.html' title='Homies.'/><author><name>Jie Sze.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03232027643547169672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TQltCWEz6uI/AAAAAAAABU4/nukty6gWi1g/S220/x1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1690049789899082901.post-9216635304215506230</id><published>2010-01-09T23:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T23:50:15.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First week of school.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;School is bullshit. They take a million years to get things ready.&lt;br /&gt;I wore &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baju kurung&lt;/span&gt; for the first time on the first day of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first week ain't that bad but I often get worn out by 10 pm.&lt;br /&gt;So, I've been sleeping early everyday. Healthy-ness. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been having club meeting and whatnots. All those elections.&lt;br /&gt;So far, I've got a post as AJK Photography for Geo Club and as treasurer for basketball club.&lt;br /&gt;Had been given &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;homework&lt;/span&gt; in tuition and school. I've done only half of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Cekap '09 class party yesterday @ Pizza Hut.&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, celebrated Mirza's and Qistina's birthday which was on the 7th.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, happy birthday to the both of you! (:&lt;br /&gt;It was simple and fun.&lt;br /&gt;Pictures will be up on Facebook soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basketball training today.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't wanna jog and do intensive training since I'm not feeling well.&lt;br /&gt;But since there's so many new people, gotta train them and show good example. :D&lt;br /&gt;Feels good to get the grip of the orange ball on my hands again.&lt;br /&gt;Now, my body aches all over. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People have been complimenting my so fcking awesome shoes.&lt;br /&gt;I, myself love it to the max. I've been wanting these shoes since last year and they're &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;available in M'sia. Got mine from Japan. :D&lt;br /&gt;Presenting &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nike Air Mogan 6.0. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S0ikrYup-aI/AAAAAAAABIQ/p2Bm0CvKtlI/s1600-h/DSC07116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S0ikrYup-aI/AAAAAAAABIQ/p2Bm0CvKtlI/s200/DSC07116.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424766816447232418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1690049789899082901-9216635304215506230?l=izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/feeds/9216635304215506230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/01/first-week-of-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/9216635304215506230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/9216635304215506230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/01/first-week-of-school.html' title='First week of school.'/><author><name>Jie Sze.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03232027643547169672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TQltCWEz6uI/AAAAAAAABU4/nukty6gWi1g/S220/x1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/S0ikrYup-aI/AAAAAAAABIQ/p2Bm0CvKtlI/s72-c/DSC07116.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1690049789899082901.post-7436905371312773897</id><published>2010-01-02T23:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T23:42:54.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why not sooner?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm really too darn lazy to sign in to blogger and starts writing.&lt;br /&gt;But my Twitter is always updated coz my laptop is always on and I almost never closes my Twitter page.&lt;br /&gt;So, please follow &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/JieSze"&gt;me&lt;/a&gt; on Twitter to know more. :D&lt;br /&gt;I bought a book titled &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anatomy Of A Boyfriend&lt;/span&gt; on new year's day.&lt;br /&gt;And I've just finished reading it.&lt;br /&gt;It's really awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone I've been checking out last year just added me on Facebook. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, went out to BShoppingC today with the gang.&lt;br /&gt;Emmanuel, Ryan, Wei Keith, Adam, Sanjeev, Shakila, Denise, Shen Ni, Leyla, Yew Lum.&lt;br /&gt;The guys played pool at City Golf. The girls went to get food in Cold Storage and ate in the middle of nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;Back at the City Golf after eating.&lt;br /&gt;While I was looking at Shakila from the other side of the glass door, Ryan pushed my head and I knocked my nose and forehead against it &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;in front of everyone&lt;/span&gt;. They had a good laugh. Thanks, Ryan.&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at Chilli's but Denise, Shen Ni and Shakila didn't join us.&lt;br /&gt;We reminisced bout the whole of year '09 during dinner. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll be writing very short posts from now on. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1690049789899082901-7436905371312773897?l=izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/feeds/7436905371312773897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/01/why-not-sooner.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/7436905371312773897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/7436905371312773897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/01/why-not-sooner.html' title='Why not sooner?'/><author><name>Jie Sze.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03232027643547169672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TQltCWEz6uI/AAAAAAAABU4/nukty6gWi1g/S220/x1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1690049789899082901.post-1493483168142255849</id><published>2010-01-02T00:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T00:37:06.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's roll, 2010.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;It's already the second day of 2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I'm a 'lil late but..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I know I've been long gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No, I didn't lost my way in Japan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was just too busy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;enjoying&lt;/span&gt; my holidays &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;before &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;working my ass off for SPM&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is a short post to inform ya all that I'll still be updating but less often.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Current new year resolutions :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. Straight A+ for SPM! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. Online less often which means study ALOT MORE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;My babes &amp;amp; dudes, let's do this! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/1690049789899082901-1493483168142255849?l=izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/feeds/1493483168142255849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/01/lets-roll-2010_02.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/1493483168142255849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/1493483168142255849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2010/01/lets-roll-2010_02.html' title='Let&apos;s roll, 2010.'/><author><name>Jie Sze.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03232027643547169672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TQltCWEz6uI/AAAAAAAABU4/nukty6gWi1g/S220/x1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1690049789899082901.post-7166527847272468543</id><published>2009-11-12T19:59:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T21:09:01.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'72  I wanna, I wanna, I wanna touch you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've been having tuition at 2.30 pm - 7 pm from Monday to Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;That's &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4 and half hours&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;So, I did not go to school for those 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday, it was for accounts.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, accounts then Raj.&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, accounts then accounts test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it paid off.&lt;br /&gt;My accounts test was all good. (:&lt;br /&gt;Glad it's finally over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, what's left is just the stupid school tests.&lt;br /&gt;It's so dreadful to have to wait for it.&lt;br /&gt;It's like we wanna have fun but we &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;can't&lt;/span&gt; really do it, feels like there's something that we've not done. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday, they had &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;surprise party for Sanjeev&lt;/span&gt; at Trishna's house.&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to go but I couldn't make it since I went Pavilion with my aunt's family.&lt;br /&gt;Bought winter clothes. :]&lt;br /&gt;As soon as I came home, my phone rang.&lt;br /&gt;Wei Keith called to ask whether why I didn't go to the party.&lt;br /&gt;When I came online, there were a few others asking me too.&lt;br /&gt;I feel... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;loved&lt;/span&gt;. ;)&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha. I know. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You all didn't have much fun without me right?&lt;/span&gt; Awww.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry babes. ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I wanted to go but my aunt wanted to watch the 8.30 show for The Fourth Kind.&lt;br /&gt;It's based on the real story bout&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; alien abduction&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;They showed the real videos.&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea whether it's true.&lt;br /&gt;Seems pretty fake to me.&lt;br /&gt;Everytime the girl/guy are being abducted, the video camera just spoils. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Before that, we watched Phobia 2.&lt;br /&gt;It's a combination of 5 different horror movies.&lt;br /&gt;But it was kinda lame.&lt;br /&gt;Both the movies wasn't satisfying but the dinner was.&lt;br /&gt;Ate at TGI Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Ordered &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;steak&lt;/span&gt;. *licks lips*&lt;br /&gt;It's been so long since I've tasted the terrific taste of the meat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The tenderness, the sauce&lt;/span&gt;.. all of it melting in your mouth.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, school was fun.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of basketball, we played&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Rounders&lt;/span&gt; for PE.&lt;br /&gt;It's cool to have something new sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;The game was complicated though but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;our team&lt;/span&gt; was awesome. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After recess, many of us went to crash the room where the form 4 prefects' were practicing for their dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;They had to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tango&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SvwCkzRHyPI/AAAAAAAABHU/VClA1ObLBeg/s1600-h/DSC04317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SvwCkzRHyPI/AAAAAAAABHU/VClA1ObLBeg/s200/DSC04317.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403196484198320370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SvwDLqnWa1I/AAAAAAAABHc/EqD4nd_3lP4/s1600-h/DSC04321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SvwDLqnWa1I/AAAAAAAABHc/EqD4nd_3lP4/s200/DSC04321.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403197151890533202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gay tango. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SvwD9YtMtMI/AAAAAAAABHs/7wXT9xRMc24/s1600-h/DSC04326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SvwD9YtMtMI/AAAAAAAABHs/7wXT9xRMc24/s200/DSC04326.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403198006076683458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I learnt a few steps here and there. :D&lt;br /&gt;We basically just hanged around there while booming the music till the end of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SvwBQ53rIDI/AAAAAAAABG8/8e6u4PkUu-g/s1600-h/DSC04307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SvwBQ53rIDI/AAAAAAAABG8/8e6u4PkUu-g/s200/DSC04307.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403195042861621298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SvwB0qI9sxI/AAAAAAAABHE/TY8enpeA1uI/s1600-h/DSC04313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SvwB0qI9sxI/AAAAAAAABHE/TY8enpeA1uI/s200/DSC04313.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403195657114465042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SvwCMBkpxQI/AAAAAAAABHM/ZD4DnwUUnFc/s1600-h/DSC04316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SvwCMBkpxQI/AAAAAAAABHM/ZD4DnwUUnFc/s200/DSC04316.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403196058541606146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My attempt to break dance failed. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SvwE2BCFF_I/AAAAAAAABH0/j0vnku4HZyE/s1600-h/DSC04343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SvwE2BCFF_I/AAAAAAAABH0/j0vnku4HZyE/s200/DSC04343.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403198978974357490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SvwFWz6Sx_I/AAAAAAAABH8/YPSp8znFeLQ/s1600-h/DSC04346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SvwFWz6Sx_I/AAAAAAAABH8/YPSp8znFeLQ/s200/DSC04346.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403199542387722226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SvwIG0ufwlI/AAAAAAAABIE/-AVMRJ6k-Qo/s1600-h/DSC04348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SvwIG0ufwlI/AAAAAAAABIE/-AVMRJ6k-Qo/s200/DSC04348.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403202566263652946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, Karen wore &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pinafore &lt;/span&gt;today and she looked funny. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SvwDlmw6LgI/AAAAAAAABHk/ysW-XcZQ_K4/s1600-h/DSC04324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SvwDlmw6LgI/AAAAAAAABHk/ysW-XcZQ_K4/s200/DSC04324.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403197597533482498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got back a few of my marks.&lt;br /&gt;English - 86 % (Wth. I didn't have enough time for my essay)&lt;br /&gt;Maths Paper 2 - 84/100 (Wth again.)&lt;br /&gt;History Paper 1 - 23/40 (I didn't read History at all.)&lt;br /&gt;Biology Paper 2 - 64/100 (Wth again.)&lt;br /&gt;Biology Paper 3 - 36/50 (Wth again.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;See all the wth? Wanna know why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not satisfied. Not at all. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Rajahan is bringing us to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Genting&lt;/span&gt; for our class' trip.&lt;br /&gt;And Trisshala's having her birthday party at her &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bangalow&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Awesomeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'mma dance some more in school tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;It's fun. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that this post is so not interesting.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, I'm too eager to go eat my&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Subway&lt;/span&gt;. ;)&lt;br /&gt;I'll end this post with my &gt;&lt; face. HAHAHA. Random much. Here it is :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SvwA4s_yZhI/AAAAAAAABG0/Og3kzM15XyQ/s1600-h/DSC04306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SvwA4s_yZhI/AAAAAAAABG0/Og3kzM15XyQ/s200/DSC04306.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403194627089131026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1690049789899082901-7166527847272468543?l=izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/feeds/7166527847272468543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2009/11/72-i-wanna-i-wanna-i-wanna-touch-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/7166527847272468543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/7166527847272468543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2009/11/72-i-wanna-i-wanna-i-wanna-touch-you.html' title='&apos;72  I wanna, I wanna, I wanna touch you.'/><author><name>Jie Sze.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03232027643547169672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TQltCWEz6uI/AAAAAAAABU4/nukty6gWi1g/S220/x1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SvwCkzRHyPI/AAAAAAAABHU/VClA1ObLBeg/s72-c/DSC04317.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1690049789899082901.post-8964461198488120598</id><published>2009-11-06T21:02:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T21:42:57.684+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='businesswoman'/><title type='text'>'71 Show me the money.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Don't worry.&lt;br /&gt;Today, I'm not going to blog bout my life or anything.&lt;br /&gt;Only business.&lt;br /&gt;No money, no talk. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm selling..&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Mr.Midnight storybooks series 1 to 29&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SvQhd9a_B1I/AAAAAAAABGE/WtS4JgHZYDU/s1600-h/DSC04269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SvQhd9a_B1I/AAAAAAAABGE/WtS4JgHZYDU/s200/DSC04269.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400978651711735634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SvQnNmwYu5I/AAAAAAAABGs/8Aee9aLXLk0/s1600-h/DSC04271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SvQnNmwYu5I/AAAAAAAABGs/8Aee9aLXLk0/s200/DSC04271.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400984967819344786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;please click on the pictures to enlarge them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;RM 7 per book. 20 % off + a free notebook for every 10 books you buy but with a condition that it must be in order. If you buy the whole bulk, it'll only be&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; RM 145 + 2 free notebooks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Goosebumps series&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SvQg2EsC-VI/AAAAAAAABF0/Dpp2EuOATm8/s1600-h/DSC04266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SvQg2EsC-VI/AAAAAAAABF0/Dpp2EuOATm8/s200/DSC04266.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400977966467578194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SvQhIQmvO6I/AAAAAAAABF8/psxCneXqRS4/s1600-h/DSC04268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SvQhIQmvO6I/AAAAAAAABF8/psxCneXqRS4/s200/DSC04268.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400978278904183714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;please click on the pictures to enlarge them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;RM 12 per book. There's 17 of them. 20 % off for every 5 books you buy.&lt;br /&gt;30 % off if you buy 10 books.&lt;br /&gt;The whole bulk will be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RM 170&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shark cap&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SvQkAt8iWBI/AAAAAAAABGU/CCkjO1pCmrs/s1600-h/DSC02966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SvQkAt8iWBI/AAAAAAAABGU/CCkjO1pCmrs/s200/DSC02966.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400981447876171794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SvQkfs7y9JI/AAAAAAAABGc/sPCAHZZggqc/s1600-h/DSC02967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SvQkfs7y9JI/AAAAAAAABGc/sPCAHZZggqc/s200/DSC02967.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400981980180575378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;please click on the pictures to enlarge them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wore it once to pose for the camera. Original price RM 29.90.&lt;br /&gt;Selling for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RM 19.90&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Animal's board shorts&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SvQlLO_tppI/AAAAAAAABGk/LmeYJV80W1E/s1600-h/animalshortsshots+copy.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 148px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SvQlLO_tppI/AAAAAAAABGk/LmeYJV80W1E/s200/animalshortsshots+copy.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400982728058185362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;please click on the picture to enlarge it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UK Brand. Had never been worn. Original price is RM 130.&lt;br /&gt;Selling for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RM 110&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything above are still in good conditions.&lt;br /&gt;Prices are negotiable. 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(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have not skipped a day this week!&lt;br /&gt;Except tomorrow &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; I'm going to renew my passport. :D&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm going off to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Japan&lt;/span&gt; in December. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, everyday everyone is asking everyone &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Are you going to school tomorrow?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. Well, the pass 2 days had been quite okay for me.&lt;br /&gt;On &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;, we spent half the day in the room next to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Dedikasi&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Played cards, sat around, chatted, sat on the bed, the bed &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;broke&lt;/span&gt;, danced.&lt;br /&gt;Emmanuel's to blame for the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bed-breaking&lt;/span&gt; incident. D:&lt;br /&gt;Adam and I were sitting on the bed for the pass half an hour, it was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fine&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Emmanuel&lt;/span&gt; sat on it and it just broke.&lt;br /&gt;I sank down. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Good job, Emma! :D&lt;br /&gt;After school, Karen, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Mirza&lt;/span&gt; and I went Mid Valley to buy gifts.&lt;br /&gt;I have to buy 6 of them.&lt;br /&gt;Damn, I'm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;broke&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I spent the whole day in class today.&lt;br /&gt;The school was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;more silent&lt;/span&gt; than usual since the form 5s have graduation to attend and there was no exams going on.&lt;br /&gt;PE in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;God, I get so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;shitass&lt;/span&gt; frustrated when I play basketball.&lt;br /&gt;Which is why I often not play serious during PE.&lt;br /&gt;It's so irritating to see all the fouls being played and how slow the game is being played. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Grr&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone gathered at our class the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SvLT-9vfe0I/AAAAAAAABEk/KfmzGn0pXB4/s1600-h/DSC04235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SvLT-9vfe0I/AAAAAAAABEk/KfmzGn0pXB4/s200/DSC04235.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400611981849754434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;please click on the picture to zoom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Played cards and board games.&lt;br /&gt;Towards the end of school today, the guys were playing some &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gay games &lt;/span&gt;at the back of the glass.&lt;br /&gt;God knows what the hell were they doing ; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;smacking each others' asses&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SvLUtkZ86MI/AAAAAAAABEs/RcNjqZ8cyIg/s1600-h/DSC04244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SvLUtkZ86MI/AAAAAAAABEs/RcNjqZ8cyIg/s200/DSC04244.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400612782502373570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Zhi&lt;/span&gt; Yang seem to be enjoying it eh?&lt;/span&gt; (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Did I mention we have this bring-sweets-according-to-alphabetical-order thingy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Yah&lt;/span&gt;, we do it in tuition.&lt;br /&gt;And today's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my &lt;/span&gt;turn!&lt;br /&gt;AND I forgot! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Weeee&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;So, I gotta bring 'em tomorrow. D:&lt;br /&gt;I also forgot to bring my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt; book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me : &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Teacherrrrr&lt;/span&gt;, I forgot to bring my book.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. B : We've got to give you some punishments. *winks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me : I'LL BRING SWEETS TOMORROW!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class : BUT SHE'S ALREADY SUPPOSED TO BRING SWEETS TOMORROW.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. B : Wow, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Jie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Sze&lt;/span&gt;. How sweet of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Saw that, Wei Keith?&lt;/span&gt; I'm sweet! :F&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Brahma wants us to express our opinions through the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;newspaper&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;So we'll have to search for an issue to write about.&lt;br /&gt;Emmanuel reminded me of the school uniform.&lt;br /&gt;It's been like this for &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;decades&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;I'm not talking bout the private schools here.&lt;br /&gt;It's our schools' ugly blue pinafore. D:&lt;br /&gt;It looks so horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Can't they at least change it to a shirt and a skirt-pants?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least it won't be so hot and it looks &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1000 times&lt;/span&gt; better.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm also really disturbed by the sight of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;SKBB's&lt;/span&gt; park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Has anyone seen it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's like rubbish every place you set your eyes on.&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm not usually so particular about cleanliness.&lt;br /&gt;But that is over the limit.&lt;br /&gt;It's worse than terrible. Honestly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What's the point of having such a wonderful park there when no one can use it comfortably?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's also these men sleeping at the benches.&lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;freaky&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;unsafe&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my body is over-worked. D:&lt;br /&gt;I slept at bout 2 am, wakes up at 6.30 am, go to school, PE, come home, tuition.&lt;br /&gt;Besides, doctor said my&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;stooooopid&lt;/span&gt; spine&lt;/span&gt; will cause me to be more fatigue. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna join the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nike Run&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;But I have to idea where to sign up for it.&lt;br /&gt;It's next Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;HOLYMACARONICRAPASSHOLE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I just remembered I have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Accounts test&lt;/span&gt; on that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Dumbass&lt;/span&gt;. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, aunt's dog's in my house.&lt;br /&gt;She's gonna be here for a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SvLVcohd6GI/AAAAAAAABE8/-62gMIPY8yY/s1600-h/DSC04261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SvLVcohd6GI/AAAAAAAABE8/-62gMIPY8yY/s200/DSC04261.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400613591061489762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's a Boston terrier. Her name's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Prada&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. ;)&lt;br /&gt;I feel like strangling it until it just chokes and doesn't run around the house anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, it's so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hyper active&lt;/span&gt;. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SvLVCNWXbVI/AAAAAAAABE0/XJpqSx37cK4/s1600-h/DSC04262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SvLVCNWXbVI/AAAAAAAABE0/XJpqSx37cK4/s200/DSC04262.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400613137090571602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SvLV2MFXCgI/AAAAAAAABFE/K_XhHrAAdcE/s1600-h/DSC04260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SvLV2MFXCgI/AAAAAAAABFE/K_XhHrAAdcE/s200/DSC04260.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400614030104005122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SvLWQkMWCzI/AAAAAAAABFM/y3AYHm3U2r4/s1600-h/DSC04250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SvLWQkMWCzI/AAAAAAAABFM/y3AYHm3U2r4/s200/DSC04250.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400614483252349746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;These are the only pictures I managed to capture.&lt;br /&gt;It's always moving around. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Eesh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty weird. I just felt like blogging today. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I just remembered. I'm gonna end my post with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Happy Belated Birthday Kala &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Sy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;a&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;fiq&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Sanjeev&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SvLMIWZgbjI/AAAAAAAABEc/Gj4KhokmBx4/s1600-h/DSC03374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SvLMIWZgbjI/AAAAAAAABEc/Gj4KhokmBx4/s200/DSC03374.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400603346994228786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SvLLaptO7gI/AAAAAAAABEU/76mUb_Ropfw/s1600-h/DSC03353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SvLLaptO7gI/AAAAAAAABEU/76mUb_Ropfw/s200/DSC03353.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400602561903259138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Sorry, I don't have a picture of you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Sanjeev&lt;/span&gt;. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Things are different than they were before.&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/1690049789899082901-6691377212860148055?l=izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/feeds/6691377212860148055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2009/11/70-its-not-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/6691377212860148055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/6691377212860148055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2009/11/70-its-not-over.html' title='&apos;70 It&apos;s not over.'/><author><name>Jie Sze.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03232027643547169672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TQltCWEz6uI/AAAAAAAABU4/nukty6gWi1g/S220/x1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SvLT-9vfe0I/AAAAAAAABEk/KfmzGn0pXB4/s72-c/DSC04235.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1690049789899082901.post-7725625094209976228</id><published>2009-11-01T14:04:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T16:01:27.308+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exam period.'/><title type='text'>'69 Boy, you haven't gave us a chance.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Happy Belated Birthday Asmeeta &amp;amp; Trisshala!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/Su06m1lVoJI/AAAAAAAABEE/V3lmEVEKPT8/s1600-h/halloween.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 110px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/Su06m1lVoJI/AAAAAAAABEE/V3lmEVEKPT8/s200/halloween.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399035967180218514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Happy Belated Halloween! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/JIESZE%7E1/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, final exams have started.&lt;br /&gt;Some really awful subjects like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Add Maths paper 2 &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;History paper 2 &lt;/span&gt;are over and done with.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really really glad. :D&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I feel like stabbing the government/principal/whoever-that-is-in-charge-of-setting-our-timetable.&lt;br /&gt;They friggin postponed a few of our papers to the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;last 2 days of school&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It was supposed to be on the 9th and 10th but now it's on the 19th and 20th.&lt;br /&gt;WTF.&lt;br /&gt;Gee, thanks for extending our stress and ruining our holidays.&lt;br /&gt;Really. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're the best&lt;/span&gt;. *sarcastic smile*&lt;br /&gt;The main reason they did that was because they know after the exams, people would skip school and stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;As if it makes a difference if they postponed the exams.&lt;br /&gt;Not like we're gonna go to school for the days that we will not be sitting for any paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How stupid can they be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm gonna &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;fail&lt;/span&gt; History and Add Maths. ._.&lt;br /&gt;I still have time to revise for Add Maths since the paper 1's gonna be on the last day of school.&lt;br /&gt;If I get full marks for that, it's confirmed that I won't fail.&lt;br /&gt;Which is pretty impossible. :/&lt;br /&gt;I've never read a single shit about History. D:&lt;br /&gt;There had been a lot of cheating going on in class.&lt;br /&gt;I'm proud to say I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ain't&lt;/span&gt; one of them. :D&lt;br /&gt;I've tried my best doing the papers.&lt;br /&gt;If I didn't do well, I'll blame myself because I know I am a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;very very VERY lazy&lt;/span&gt; girl. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it was halloween yesterday, we went &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;trick-or-treat&lt;/span&gt; last night!&lt;br /&gt;It's been awhile since I went out.&lt;br /&gt;In the morning, we had tuition.&lt;br /&gt;Then, went to McD for "study group".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/Su0uAqHbYQI/AAAAAAAABDU/__DQ9pRDDa8/s1600-h/DSC04172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/Su0uAqHbYQI/AAAAAAAABDU/__DQ9pRDDa8/s200/DSC04172.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399022117127414018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/Su0tlnpWYyI/AAAAAAAABDM/I-KDbeIkrmk/s1600-h/DSC04184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/Su0tlnpWYyI/AAAAAAAABDM/I-KDbeIkrmk/s200/DSC04184.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399021652607918882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ended up with 20 ++ people in McD.&lt;br /&gt;It was like a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; small classroom&lt;/span&gt; there. Hahaha. -.-&lt;br /&gt;I was on the same page for 2 hours. This proves how effective a study group with my friends is. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;The guys kept stealing my phone and reading every single text I have and looking at every single picture in my phone. Eesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/Su0zqjMKVPI/AAAAAAAABDc/Gsj6vwBr1PQ/s1600-h/DSC04178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/Su0zqjMKVPI/AAAAAAAABDc/Gsj6vwBr1PQ/s200/DSC04178.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399028334380864754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Left at about 4 pm and came home to have a nap.&lt;br /&gt;Walked to BV at 8 pm with Karen.&lt;br /&gt;Ate dinner at Fish&amp;amp;Co. We were very loud. o_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/Su04WCHRxeI/AAAAAAAABD8/7AroNCg3LAM/s1600-h/DSC04189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/Su04WCHRxeI/AAAAAAAABD8/7AroNCg3LAM/s200/DSC04189.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399033479462766050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After that, we started our journey of trick-or-treat around Terasek.&lt;br /&gt;Started off with Mrs. Brahma's house.&lt;br /&gt;She was pretty shocked but gave us biscuits. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then on to a few more houses including 2 white people's houses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/Su037zKUKiI/AAAAAAAABD0/zuAGS3oroKM/s1600-h/DSC04192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/Su037zKUKiI/AAAAAAAABD0/zuAGS3oroKM/s200/DSC04192.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399033028772375074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;One of them were having a halloween party. Haha. So cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/Su01iHVX63I/AAAAAAAABDk/XrIPINIzen0/s1600-h/DSC04197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/Su01iHVX63I/AAAAAAAABDk/XrIPINIzen0/s200/DSC04197.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399030388487613298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Everyone gave us sweets. (:&lt;br /&gt;Some of them are really awesome. :D&lt;br /&gt;Our last stop was at Emmanuel's house.&lt;br /&gt;Hang out there before heading home.&lt;br /&gt;I told my mum I was gonna go home at 10 something but ended up reaching home at 12 am. D:&lt;br /&gt;Luckily she's in Malacca. Shhh. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/Su029mx1xZI/AAAAAAAABDs/6Nkdqu93DLw/s1600-h/DSC04224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/Su029mx1xZI/AAAAAAAABDs/6Nkdqu93DLw/s200/DSC04224.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399031960296605074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was my first time going trick-or-treat.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm no sad child, aight? -.-&lt;br /&gt;For more pictures, click &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/JieSze?ref=profile#/album.php?aid=120157&amp;amp;id=646315958&amp;amp;ref=mf"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a weird dream of a boy last night.&lt;br /&gt;But that boy made me wake up smiling. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to be placing all the chemical equations and whatnots into my head but here I am, listening to music while exercising my fingers.&lt;br /&gt;Went downstairs twice today to help my dad and grandma to take care of the cashier. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Off to lunch now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;You came into my life and I thought "Hey, this could be something",&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause everything you do and words you say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;You know it all takes my breath away,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm left with nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/1690049789899082901-7725625094209976228?l=izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/feeds/7725625094209976228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2009/11/69-boy-you-havent-gave-us-chance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/7725625094209976228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/7725625094209976228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2009/11/69-boy-you-havent-gave-us-chance.html' title='&apos;69 Boy, you haven&apos;t gave us a chance.'/><author><name>Jie Sze.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03232027643547169672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TQltCWEz6uI/AAAAAAAABU4/nukty6gWi1g/S220/x1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/Su06m1lVoJI/AAAAAAAABEE/V3lmEVEKPT8/s72-c/halloween.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1690049789899082901.post-2951053103587832846</id><published>2009-10-18T11:39:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T13:45:30.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'68 Now what?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;End year exam's in 3 more days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;..and I've not studied. I'm not ready for it yet. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Belated Birthday, Ryan &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the durian head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/StqoBxXnrrI/AAAAAAAABC8/gevmb62nkdY/s1600-h/DSC04058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/StqoBxXnrrI/AAAAAAAABC8/gevmb62nkdY/s200/DSC04058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393808252115332786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yew Lum, Wei Keith and I planned a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;surprise party&lt;/span&gt; for him.&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't really surprising, though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We had it in his house on Friday night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;His mum was pretty &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;excited&lt;/span&gt; after we told her the plan. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;On that day itself, Ryan went out on a date.&lt;br /&gt;Yups, we colluded with his date to set him up but his date was very &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;blur&lt;/span&gt; bout the whole thing. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was supposed to hide upstairs but four of us stay down to let the others know if he's back.&lt;br /&gt;BUT we were &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;busy talking&lt;/span&gt;, we only saw him when he'd got out of the car. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;The all four of us ran upstairs and hid in his room with the others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He came up and just sat on the couch outside his room, waiting for us to surprise him but we didn't so he decided to open the door and we shouted &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SURPRISEEEEE!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan : I saw four of you running upstairs lah. And why my room?! OMG, someone sat on my underwear! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. He was quite shocked that there was so many of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ryan : Sooooo, what you all doing here?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the guys : OH LIKE THAT LAH. Okay, okay. Ciao ciao ciao. All go home. Byeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Everyone then went downstairs for dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;His aunt cooked &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;salmon spaghetti&lt;/span&gt; and we ordered pizza.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone of us brought a bottle of drink.&lt;br /&gt;Ended up, there's like 20 + bottles of soft drinks left. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;We had the whole house by ourselves because his parents was out. :D&lt;br /&gt;So, we made lots of noises.&lt;br /&gt;Played twister and some card games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/StqitszvVSI/AAAAAAAABB0/itfwLOS95Rs/s1600-h/DSC03992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/StqitszvVSI/AAAAAAAABB0/itfwLOS95Rs/s200/DSC03992.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393802409735574818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then, brought out the cake. Sang song&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; EXTREMELY loud&lt;/span&gt;, thanks to Emmanuel. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/Stqjfw4CIqI/AAAAAAAABB8/FrUTg_vQELg/s1600-h/DSC04046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/Stqjfw4CIqI/AAAAAAAABB8/FrUTg_vQELg/s200/DSC04046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393803269820785314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Took &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALOT of pictures &lt;/span&gt;before we could even have a taste of the cake. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/StqkmxdAgAI/AAAAAAAABCE/92A_eOyEgEc/s1600-h/DSC04063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/StqkmxdAgAI/AAAAAAAABCE/92A_eOyEgEc/s200/DSC04063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393804489746579458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/StqlQ0I-7FI/AAAAAAAABCM/XXrdhkmfXrk/s1600-h/DSC04071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/StqlQ0I-7FI/AAAAAAAABCM/XXrdhkmfXrk/s200/DSC04071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393805212022402130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/StqlsGsTMQI/AAAAAAAABCU/Y668vao0lmE/s1600-h/DSC04078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/StqlsGsTMQI/AAAAAAAABCU/Y668vao0lmE/s200/DSC04078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393805680858837250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/StqmD5rwVVI/AAAAAAAABCc/-4ajJXli41I/s1600-h/DSC04082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/StqmD5rwVVI/AAAAAAAABCc/-4ajJXli41I/s200/DSC04082.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393806089683752274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/StqmcIx00gI/AAAAAAAABCk/MCcqn36AHVI/s1600-h/DSC04087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/StqmcIx00gI/AAAAAAAABCk/MCcqn36AHVI/s200/DSC04087.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393806506052604418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Everyone started leaving by 10.30 pm.&lt;br /&gt;There were only a few people left so they watched TV while Yew Lum, Wei Keith and I helped Ryan clean up.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sucha good girl. :D&lt;br /&gt;And it's unbelievable that Ryan's sucha good boy.&lt;br /&gt;He made his house so neat and clean. o_o&lt;br /&gt;After almost everyone left, Ryan and I sat on the dining table while I watch him &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;unwrapped his gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/Stqm0JrJhjI/AAAAAAAABCs/hym24STMWfA/s1600-h/DSC04088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/Stqm0JrJhjI/AAAAAAAABCs/hym24STMWfA/s200/DSC04088.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393806918609897010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Luckily, I had to go before he opened my gift coz I don't want him to comment on it. :P&lt;br /&gt;As soon as I got home, I uploaded the pictures on Facebook. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, Kobe's so cute and Ryan's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kiddo pictures&lt;/span&gt; were hilarious! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/StqnLUpKMnI/AAAAAAAABC0/80R_WPT3wY0/s1600-h/DSC04090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/StqnLUpKMnI/AAAAAAAABC0/80R_WPT3wY0/s200/DSC04090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393807316691333746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I won't post those pictures here, though. He might kill me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, the party was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;. I had fun. (:&lt;br /&gt;For more pictures, click &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php#/album.php?aid=117951&amp;amp;id=688197638&amp;amp;ref=nf"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=116516&amp;amp;id=646315958&amp;amp;ref=mf"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now.. I MUST study.&lt;br /&gt;I've been &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;trying&lt;/span&gt;, honestly. It just didn't work out. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;I had headache the morning after the party, probably because of the &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;alcohols&lt;/span&gt; and the late bedtime. Shh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/StqoYuN1GHI/AAAAAAAABDE/u3PIIdtVTnM/s1600-h/1m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 74px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/StqoYuN1GHI/AAAAAAAABDE/u3PIIdtVTnM/s200/1m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393808646405953650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More parties after exam! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than the party, I've also found out something pretty surprising on that day.&lt;br /&gt;Surprising yet &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;flattering&lt;/span&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Boy, I have to idea are you just fooling with me. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1690049789899082901-2951053103587832846?l=izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/feeds/2951053103587832846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2009/10/68-now-what.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/2951053103587832846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/2951053103587832846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2009/10/68-now-what.html' title='&apos;68 Now what?'/><author><name>Jie Sze.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03232027643547169672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TQltCWEz6uI/AAAAAAAABU4/nukty6gWi1g/S220/x1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/StqoBxXnrrI/AAAAAAAABC8/gevmb62nkdY/s72-c/DSC04058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1690049789899082901.post-1678667157057728871</id><published>2009-10-11T10:46:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T12:38:24.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'67 He knows?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So... I haven't been updating on Saturdays like I promised.&lt;br /&gt;And I've ran out of reasons. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I've been skipping school alot nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;It's just that end year exam is just around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna waste my time in school doing nothing since I don't even listen to the teachers there. ;P&lt;br /&gt;Besides, eye candy is almost never there.&lt;br /&gt;The school is currently awkwardly silent because of PMR.&lt;br /&gt;Oh right, good luck to all my form 3 mates! :D&lt;br /&gt;I rather go through PMR a million more times rather than going through form 4.&lt;br /&gt;Trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember much bout what happened in school.&lt;br /&gt;I'll only write bout what I can recall alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week :&lt;br /&gt;Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;We had PE, the guys were changing in the room next to our class.&lt;br /&gt;Zhi Yang made me look into the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Zhi Yang : Seriously Jie Sze, it's nothing. JUST LOOK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the door was wide open, I thought all of them were dressed.&lt;br /&gt;BUT guess what I saw?&lt;br /&gt;Ram in his boxer I bought as his birthday gift.&lt;br /&gt;I still have that image of him in my mind. Ew.&lt;br /&gt;It was freaking hilarious though 'cos that boxer has smiley faces all over it and Ram's face was like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"WTH. OMG."&lt;/span&gt; Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Tuition 8 - 11.&lt;br /&gt;Then, went to McD with Mayuran, Shafeeqdeen and Karen.&lt;br /&gt;After 'bout 2 hours of discussion, we finally decided to go Fariz's open house.&lt;br /&gt;Since my clothes were inappropriate, I had to go home to change.&lt;br /&gt;I told the guys to wait for Karen and I 'cos we don't wanna go alone.&lt;br /&gt;Before quickly walking home, we went BV 'cos Michelle wants opinion for Jemimah's gift.&lt;br /&gt;After getting change, I called Shafeeqdeen and told them to walk to BV 2 so we could take a cab there.&lt;br /&gt;We kept argueing over the phone for a few times because those cheapskate fellars rather walk. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Blablablabla.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, he told us to take a cab to where they were 'cos they've walked down the road. -.-&lt;br /&gt;We couldn't stop a cab.&lt;br /&gt;Decided to just walk to where they were.&lt;br /&gt;Met them.&lt;br /&gt;Mayuran went back to his apartment while the 3 of us went to Fariz's house.&lt;br /&gt;His house was HUGE. Rich kid eh? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;The first he told me was..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "Eye candy has gone home."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"WHAT?! Ohh mannnn."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was like the main reason I went there. Eesh.&lt;br /&gt;Instead, guess who I saw there?&lt;br /&gt;Meharaj. Pfft.&lt;br /&gt;Karen and I stayed there for 'bout 30 minutes before following the guys to Mayuran's apartment.&lt;br /&gt;When I was telling Fariz that we're going home now, Meharaj came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me : Thanks for inviting. But... WHY DID HE GO HOME SO FAST?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fariz : Alaaa. I don't know. He was there. *point*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meharaj : Who? Who? Who? *pokes me 1243436456 times*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : Got lah. One hot guy.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meharaj : Got one hot guy here for what you wanna look there.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : *WTH*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we followed Pang Yoong home 'cos he needed to get Mayuran's iPod that was left in his house. We couldn't make any noise since his dad was sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, his mum came out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All of us : Hi aunty.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pang Yoong : I didn't invite them. They just came by themselves. *laughs like a hyena*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked to Mayuran's apartment.&lt;br /&gt;It was like a small hotel room. Quite nice.&lt;br /&gt;I like his room colour. Baby blue. (:&lt;br /&gt;Chilled for awhile while the guys changed into their swimsuits.&lt;br /&gt;Then they went to swim while we just watch them.&lt;br /&gt;They were like fishes. 8D Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/StFZjqNt82I/AAAAAAAABAg/WvA3LNsUK68/s1600-h/DSC03868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/StFZjqNt82I/AAAAAAAABAg/WvA3LNsUK68/s200/DSC03868.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391188698101314402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Karen and I went home before they were even done swimming 'cos we don't even know why were we there in the first place. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Walked all the way back to my house.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I think it was 'bout 5 km. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karen went home.&lt;br /&gt;I packed my stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Ate dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Cherish came.&lt;br /&gt;We went to buy candles but they were all sold out as it was lantern's festival day. :/&lt;br /&gt;Bought some birthday candles instead. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;At 9 pm, mum picked up Karen before sending us to Menara Bangsar.&lt;br /&gt;Almost everyone else were there when we reached.&lt;br /&gt;Some of us went swimming while the others just played candles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/StFg-HFwEHI/AAAAAAAABBA/a17kryXBB3M/s1600-h/l9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/StFg-HFwEHI/AAAAAAAABBA/a17kryXBB3M/s200/l9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391196849110519922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kala and Trisshala went missing AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;Pang Yoong was emo AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;Ram doesn't know how to swim.&lt;br /&gt;Leyla bought a waterproof camera and it was cool. :F&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/StFaPRWge7I/AAAAAAAABAo/ZVdPBdVi9-o/s1600-h/l4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/StFaPRWge7I/AAAAAAAABAo/ZVdPBdVi9-o/s200/l4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391189447341538226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yew Lum showed off his swimming skills, so did Leyla.&lt;br /&gt;It was funny watching Ram racing with them. :D&lt;br /&gt;We played Marco Polo after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/StFgVkY84uI/AAAAAAAABA4/Mi7JF7xcQm0/s1600-h/l8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/StFgVkY84uI/AAAAAAAABA4/Mi7JF7xcQm0/s200/l8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391196152601043682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;All I know is I laughed till my stomach ached. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;I was the last to get up from the pool.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I like swimming at night. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/StFdmE9XlGI/AAAAAAAABAw/4LaG9wsWaeI/s1600-h/l1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/StFdmE9XlGI/AAAAAAAABAw/4LaG9wsWaeI/s200/l1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391193137686746210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hang around.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone headed home by 12.30 am.&lt;br /&gt;'Twas fun! :D&lt;br /&gt;For more pictures, click &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php#/album.php?page=1&amp;amp;aid=114948&amp;amp;id=688197638"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Photo credits to Leyla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week :&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;Skipped school to go Mid Valley.&lt;br /&gt;There were only Mirza, Karen and I.&lt;br /&gt;Mirza treated us to a movie, watched Sorority Row.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know it was a horror movie.&lt;br /&gt;Mirza and Karen hid behind my back. -.-&lt;br /&gt;The movie was okay though.&lt;br /&gt;Went karaoke later.&lt;br /&gt;Was there from 1 - 5.45 pm.&lt;br /&gt;Mirza sang as if he's shouting. Ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Went tuition after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Tuition 8 - 11.&lt;br /&gt;Karen and I walked to McD.&lt;br /&gt;Shafeeqdeen and Aschwin were there.&lt;br /&gt;Then, Mayuran came followed by Kavinash, Pavithran and Pang Yoong.&lt;br /&gt;Had no idea so many people were gonna be there.&lt;br /&gt;Studied a bit of Chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;Emmanuel came 'cos we were supposed to go check out the house, for Social Night 2.&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, there is a second one and this time it's gonna be bigger and better. ;D&lt;br /&gt;Everyone had to leave.&lt;br /&gt;After what had been like..forever, Pang Yoong finally treated me McFlurry. Weee. Thanks! :F&lt;br /&gt;The house was crowded as they were having some function there.&lt;br /&gt;I like the place though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, went to Jemimah's birthday party.&lt;br /&gt;Ate. Played Taboo. Roast marshmallows. Walked Sook Yaeng home. Made noise around the neighbourhood. Took many many pictures. Played cards.&lt;br /&gt;While roasting marshmallows, we played with the fire and eventually broke a glass.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, Jem!&lt;br /&gt;Michelle and I were the last to leave.&lt;br /&gt;We watched Sydney White but couldn't manage to finish it as it was late.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, half way watching the movie, we ate the left overs. :F&lt;br /&gt;Haven't upload pictures. Most of them are with Leyla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's 'bout it.&lt;br /&gt;Guess I won't be going out anymore until end year exam is over.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go wash up and hit my books soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Skaterboy. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/1690049789899082901-1678667157057728871?l=izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/feeds/1678667157057728871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2009/10/67-he-knows.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/1678667157057728871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/1678667157057728871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2009/10/67-he-knows.html' title='&apos;67 He knows?'/><author><name>Jie Sze.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03232027643547169672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TQltCWEz6uI/AAAAAAAABU4/nukty6gWi1g/S220/x1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/StFZjqNt82I/AAAAAAAABAg/WvA3LNsUK68/s72-c/DSC03868.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1690049789899082901.post-5795134197677431291</id><published>2009-09-30T16:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T17:25:17.173+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Back'/><title type='text'>'66 Back, babe!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wake me up when September ends~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that was random.&lt;br /&gt;I know. I know. I had been gone for weeks.&lt;br /&gt;If I'm not mistaken, I've not updated since before the August holidays.&lt;br /&gt;But I can explain!&lt;br /&gt;I was busy going out during August holidays and the recent Raya holidays.&lt;br /&gt;Out in morning, back late night. :F&lt;br /&gt;AND my internet ka-boom-ed! :/&lt;br /&gt;My mum just got it fixed today.&lt;br /&gt;It had been like forever since I came online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These Raya holidays had been really fulfilling. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me briefly write it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, the day before Raya, we went for basketball training.&lt;br /&gt;Had study group in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, I thought we were going to Leyla's open house.&lt;br /&gt;They tricked me to Trisshala's house and gave me a surprise party.&lt;br /&gt;It was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Special thanks to Karen, Neetasha, Shakila and Michelle for organizing it. (:&lt;br /&gt;And thanks to the others for coming and all the presents.&lt;br /&gt;I love all of you. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, Shakila, Karen and Michelle came to my house to chill out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, Karen, Michelle and I went basketball in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to go back my house to finish off our homework but ended up in Michelle's house.&lt;br /&gt;Played Uno Stacko.&lt;br /&gt;Watched Bring It On 5 and Step Brothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, tuition 8-11 am.&lt;br /&gt;Karaoke at Red Box, The Gardens from 12 - 3 pm with Karen, Brenda, Michelle Lim and Michelle Ang.&lt;br /&gt;Bought a Nike hoodie. :R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, tuition 8-11 am.&lt;br /&gt;At McDs with Karen till 3 pm.&lt;br /&gt;Accounts tuition 5-7 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, tuition 8-11 am.&lt;br /&gt;Went Mid Valley with Mirza, Shakila, Karen, Kala and Ram.&lt;br /&gt;Watched Gamer.&lt;br /&gt;Ate dinner at Sushi King.&lt;br /&gt;After that, Shakila went home and Karen followed her.&lt;br /&gt;Left with Mirza, Kala, Ram and I.&lt;br /&gt;As usual, the only girl. We went arcade.&lt;br /&gt;Kala and Mirza danced. LOL. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Walked around.&lt;br /&gt;Home around 10 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, basketball training 8-11 am.&lt;br /&gt;Went Shafeeqdeen's open house at 1 something with Karen and Michelle.&lt;br /&gt;Ate, talked, went up to Shafeeq's room.&lt;br /&gt;20 + people cramped in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emmanuel : Eh Jie Sze, you wearing anything inside your hoodie?&lt;br /&gt;Jie Sze : Uhh.. No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's how it all started.&lt;br /&gt;The guys were like horny people trying to rape me. D:&lt;br /&gt;I was sitting on the bed and they were just like staring at me while doing the perverted face. Pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, Chin Han sent Karen, Michelle and I to Brenda's house.&lt;br /&gt;Did our Biology folio there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, slept at home the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's all bout my holidays.&lt;br /&gt;How was yours? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll continue updating on every Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, no bold words or anything.&lt;br /&gt;Am going to tuition soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;My life is just awesome. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/1690049789899082901-5795134197677431291?l=izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/feeds/5795134197677431291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2009/09/66-back-babe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/5795134197677431291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/5795134197677431291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2009/09/66-back-babe.html' title='&apos;66 Back, babe!'/><author><name>Jie Sze.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03232027643547169672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TQltCWEz6uI/AAAAAAAABU4/nukty6gWi1g/S220/x1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1690049789899082901.post-9054949860015521159</id><published>2009-08-23T19:31:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T00:35:54.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'65 Your smile leaves me craving for more.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's yet another &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lazy Sunday&lt;/span&gt; where I laze around not knowing what to do and usually gets bored, then I'd go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;That's exactly what I did today.&lt;br /&gt;I was actually quite addicted to this new Facebook application, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Roller Coaster Kingdom&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Elicia and I had been playing while competing with each other &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the whole morning&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh,right. It was Ni's birthday yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY, THIAN SHEN NI!&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;Will dedicate a post to you along with Cherish's another day.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the late post Cherish! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh!&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY to my dear cousin, CHIA YU JING!&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't really remember what happened on Monday and Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;Skipped school on Tuesday, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;Was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Co-curriculum Day&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Since Mrs. Ng was kinda in charged of the ceremony, I had to be her &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;photographer&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't wanna be alone taking the pictures so I dragged Karen along since I coincidentally brought camera too.&lt;br /&gt;She used my camera while I used teacher's.&lt;br /&gt;Had to stand like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;right in front of the podium&lt;/span&gt; where the headmistress and all the guests gave speeches.&lt;br /&gt;After the prize giving and everything, I thought it has ended&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; BUT &lt;/span&gt;there were&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; performances&lt;/span&gt;. Pfft. I was sitting on the floor, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;in between&lt;/span&gt; the podium and a plant to take pictures of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SpFtjEjS9ZI/AAAAAAAABAA/f41saLF--BY/s1600-h/DSC02850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SpFtjEjS9ZI/AAAAAAAABAA/f41saLF--BY/s200/DSC02850.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373196279714346386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I must've looked like a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;retard&lt;/span&gt;. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, we had a light training.&lt;br /&gt;Adam, Yew Lum and Kelvin came for.. I don't know what.&lt;br /&gt;They sometimes come &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;just to disturb&lt;/span&gt; us.&lt;br /&gt;I was &lt;s&gt;kinda&lt;/s&gt; VERY &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;annoyed&lt;/span&gt; during the game.&lt;br /&gt;This is a message for the guys.&lt;br /&gt;Well, some guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If you guys think you're hell of a great then why come play with the girls? &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why compare girls with guys?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go compare with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;real men&lt;/span&gt;, please.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, I've came to a conclusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Those that have dicks, please don't come to the girls' trainings anymore.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You all were just causing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;troubles &lt;/span&gt;all along anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;basketball court&lt;/span&gt; were conquered by all the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Merdeka Day performers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They HAD to practice there.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Michelle forgot to bring the basketball.&lt;br /&gt;Since we probably have nothing else to play, I didn't change into my PE clothes.&lt;br /&gt;I went downstairs a little later and found a few of them playing&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Captainball &lt;/span&gt;at the assembly place, whatever you call that.&lt;br /&gt;According to Denise, it's the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;school's tarmac&lt;/span&gt;. o_o&lt;br /&gt;Of course, being me I'd join in.&lt;br /&gt;And.. I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ran&lt;/span&gt; with my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pinafore&lt;/span&gt;. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, I realized that there were a few&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; movements&lt;/span&gt; inside the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;auditorium&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I asked Michelle whether there were people in there and she said probably.&lt;br /&gt;Then, I remembered that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;form 5s&lt;/span&gt; were supposed to go there for some speech.&lt;br /&gt;I was like&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "WHAT?! OH MY GOD!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; jumping&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;running&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;screaming&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;shouting&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;falling down &lt;/span&gt;with my pinafore. D:&lt;br /&gt;During recess, met Nat and she was like&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "Jess! I saw you running and shouting at the tapak from the auditorium." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How embarrassing. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last period was Physics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;First class&lt;/span&gt; with Mrs. Siti Hajar after she &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gave birth&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;She looked so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pale and thin&lt;/span&gt;. D:&lt;br /&gt;Michelle made me searched for her ruler because I borrowed it during Chemistry &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AND &lt;/span&gt;gave her back. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Since Mrs. Haszleza wasn't in the lab, I went to look for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jie Sze : Teacher, I left some stuff in the lab.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mrs. Haszleza : Oh, go take lah. Not lock also.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jie Sze : Oh, thanks. HAIYO. Then why I walked all the way here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Then, I had to walk all the way back again.&lt;br /&gt;For your information, the staff room is at the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; first block &lt;/span&gt;and the labs are at the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;last block&lt;/span&gt;. -.-&lt;br /&gt;I still couldn't open the lab door.&lt;br /&gt;Decided to give up but saw Kala on the way back to Physics so I asked for his help.&lt;br /&gt;Tried to open it again with Kala there and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this time it opened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt so dumb. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In tuition, teacher gave me a speech titled &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'My Passion For Basketball'&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I'm already ready because it's so simple. ;D&lt;br /&gt;But I don't get why &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jie Sze = basketball&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is that how most people thinks of me?&lt;/span&gt; :O&lt;br /&gt;Joel's speech wasn't that bad.&lt;br /&gt;Gave teacher a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;heart attack&lt;/span&gt; because his speech title was&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 'The Other Side Of Me'&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Guess now everyone knows he's not THAT &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;good boy &lt;/span&gt;anymore. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday.&lt;br /&gt;It was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Merdeka celebration day&lt;/span&gt; for our school.&lt;br /&gt;A bunch of us s&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kipped school&lt;/span&gt;, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;But this time we have a good reason.&lt;br /&gt;It was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ni's pre-birthday celebration&lt;/span&gt;! :D&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Use her as an excuse. ;P&lt;br /&gt;I got ready pretty early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;Kept on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;changing clothes&lt;/span&gt; because I thought I looked &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;weird&lt;/span&gt;. :/&lt;br /&gt;Finally put on something &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;comfortable and nice&lt;/span&gt; which made me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;happy throughout the day&lt;/span&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;Waited for Trisshala to come pick me up.&lt;br /&gt;Was quite late so decided to call Shakila, since she was also following Trisshala's car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Guess what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;forgot&lt;/span&gt; bout me. -.-&lt;br /&gt;AND the night before I already &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;reminded &lt;/span&gt;Shakila to remind Trisshala.&lt;br /&gt;Pffft.&lt;br /&gt;They only remembered me when they reached Mid Valley. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, they turned back to come pick me up.&lt;br /&gt;If not.... I would've &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sliced them into 100 pieces&lt;/span&gt;. Rawr.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone gathered at McD.&lt;br /&gt;Walked around.&lt;br /&gt;Movie started at 11.30 am.&lt;br /&gt;Watched &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Up&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SpFuKi_2QrI/AAAAAAAABAI/uTfYrnhpJVE/s1600-h/Up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SpFuKi_2QrI/AAAAAAAABAI/uTfYrnhpJVE/s200/Up.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373196957902062258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We went into the wrong cinema at first, it was showing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Orphan&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Should've&lt;/span&gt; stayed to watch that. :F&lt;br /&gt;But Up wasn't that bad despite the fact that it's a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cartoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone thinks cartoon is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lame&lt;/span&gt;. -.-&lt;br /&gt;But this one is funny and cute. :D&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, we went to&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Spaghetti Grill&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;They had a birthday lunch menu for Ni but they spelled her name wrongly. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SpFr9yoo_5I/AAAAAAAAA_o/Tg3cPSbsM7E/s1600-h/DSC02927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SpFr9yoo_5I/AAAAAAAAA_o/Tg3cPSbsM7E/s200/DSC02927.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373194539738136466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Notice that Shen-Ni with a dash? &lt;/span&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Ni's dad treated us. Thanks uncle! :D&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, took a few photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SpFsYU68VcI/AAAAAAAAA_w/PWTV1dBrIZE/s1600-h/DSC02946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SpFsYU68VcI/AAAAAAAAA_w/PWTV1dBrIZE/s200/DSC02946.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373194995618305474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SpFs41SLiYI/AAAAAAAAA_4/5O8CuHDRp88/s1600-h/DSC02950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SpFs41SLiYI/AAAAAAAAA_4/5O8CuHDRp88/s200/DSC02950.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373195554061519234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Went home after that.&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't hang around coz &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8/12&lt;/span&gt; of us have tuition. ;P&lt;br /&gt;For more pictures, click :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php#/album.php?aid=102610&amp;amp;id=646315958&amp;amp;ref=mf"&gt;Ni's Sixteenth&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Training in the morning again.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh. I had a hard time trying to wake up. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Very few people came since it's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;first day of puasa&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Aqilah was so dedicated she came! Good girl. (:&lt;br /&gt;Did the usual drills.&lt;br /&gt;10 rounds of jog, 2 sets of 70-70, 3 sets of mobile, lay-ups, 20 minutes of game.&lt;br /&gt;Went home, ate lunch, slept until Michelle Lim called.&lt;br /&gt;Cleaned up my room and waited for them.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;study group&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;We started without Karen since she overslept. -.-&lt;br /&gt;When she came, she was like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a bird chirping non-stop&lt;/span&gt;. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Brenda and I couldn't take it so we went out to concentrate on our History.&lt;br /&gt;After 3 hours, Michelle Lim finished reading the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;whole of chapter one&lt;/span&gt; while Brenda, Michelle Ang and I only read &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;one part&lt;/span&gt;. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Walked to&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Subway&lt;/span&gt; to have dinner there.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone ordered the same thing which was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Seafood and Crab&lt;/span&gt; because it's the subway of the day or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cheapest&lt;/span&gt;. ;D&lt;br /&gt;I was last to finish.&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't because I was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sloooooowwwww&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It's just that I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;savourrrrr&lt;/span&gt; my food.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, walked back home.&lt;br /&gt;On the way home, saw a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;white family pushing their car&lt;/span&gt; at BV's carpark.&lt;br /&gt;The dad was driving and the others were pushing from behind.&lt;br /&gt;I saw a white guy and next next to him was his mum and beside his mum was the sister or something.&lt;br /&gt;They were &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;laughing&lt;/span&gt; because they find it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;awkward&lt;/span&gt; and stuff I think.&lt;br /&gt;So, we &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;laughed along&lt;/span&gt;. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, a head popped out in between the white guy and his mum.&lt;br /&gt;It was Dhanvi.&lt;br /&gt;I was like O_O.&lt;br /&gt;We both just &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stared &lt;/span&gt;at each other while &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;laughing&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;That was... random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VERY RANDOM.&lt;/span&gt; Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Got home and it was movie time.&lt;br /&gt;Watched &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Land Of The Lost &lt;/span&gt;on my laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SpFulSb7phI/AAAAAAAABAQ/MN6I56SEhD0/s1600-h/land+of+the+lost.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SpFulSb7phI/AAAAAAAABAQ/MN6I56SEhD0/s200/land+of+the+lost.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373197417312921106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;All 5 of us had to crowd around my bed and watch my small laptop screen. -.-&lt;br /&gt;The movie was quite &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lame and gay&lt;/span&gt;. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;After watching, everyone stoned around my room. o_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Michelle Lim : I'm so lazy to go home.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jie Sze : Me too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone left around 11 something.&lt;br /&gt;I continued playing Roller Coaster Kingdom till 1.30 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 9 something in the morning with a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;smile&lt;/span&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;Had one of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nicest dreams&lt;/span&gt; ever.&lt;br /&gt;I shall not mention it here. ;D&lt;br /&gt;For the rest of the day.. like I said, played Roller Coaster Kingdom the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;whole morning&lt;/span&gt; with Elicia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SpFu649S1qI/AAAAAAAABAY/uGgDs8ZuGqw/s1600-h/rollercoasterkingdom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 129px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SpFu649S1qI/AAAAAAAABAY/uGgDs8ZuGqw/s200/rollercoasterkingdom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373197788430653090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Had a nap in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;And played somemore.&lt;br /&gt;Oh my God, we're like addicted to it.&lt;br /&gt;Shit.&lt;br /&gt;And.. we're still talking bout it. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Pang Yoong called me a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;llama&lt;/span&gt;. *stares at him*&lt;br /&gt;And he's the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;banana&lt;/span&gt;. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pang Yoong : *shows disturbing banana-riding-llama emoticon* You're that. Llama.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jie Sze : WHAT?!?! LLAMA?! &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pang Yoong : Cute what. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jie Sze : And who's that banana? You?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pang Yoong : Lol. Yeahhh. I'm riding you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jie Sze : O_O WAGADGSDRTS. EW. Riding. O_O&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pang Yoong : Fine fine. I let you ride me. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jie Sze : EW. WTF. RIDE. @#%#$T%%&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pang Yoong : Wth. #$%^$%&amp;amp;%^&amp;amp;&amp;amp;. Sick whey. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Okayyyyyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;Retarded boy keeps&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; insulting&lt;/span&gt; me.&lt;br /&gt;You just wait.&lt;br /&gt;You owe me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;money and McFlurries&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I'll come haunt you every night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Brian, mum &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nagged&lt;/span&gt; me bout my studies.&lt;br /&gt;His UPSR is coming up but he still doesn't wanna study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Did I tell you I bet RM 500 that he won't get straight As?&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;This is the first year my mum actually nags me bout my studies.&lt;br /&gt;It's freaking annoying. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to go sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Long tuition hours tomorrow and Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;That day we met was like a hit-and-run,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;And I can still taste it on my tongue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/1690049789899082901-9054949860015521159?l=izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/feeds/9054949860015521159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2009/08/65-your-smile-leaves-me-craving-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/9054949860015521159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/9054949860015521159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2009/08/65-your-smile-leaves-me-craving-for.html' title='&apos;65 Your smile leaves me craving for more.'/><author><name>Jie Sze.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03232027643547169672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TQltCWEz6uI/AAAAAAAABU4/nukty6gWi1g/S220/x1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SpFtjEjS9ZI/AAAAAAAABAA/f41saLF--BY/s72-c/DSC02850.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1690049789899082901.post-5998451426915069475</id><published>2009-08-16T12:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T20:55:24.608+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random boy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tuition. Presents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cherish&apos;s and Neetasha&apos;s sweet 16'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MTV World Stage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Broke'/><title type='text'>Shake it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's Sundayyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;Time to update bout this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a week ago, we celebrated &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cherish's birthday&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It was a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt; but things &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;didn't &lt;/span&gt;really worked out as I planned.&lt;br /&gt;Was a havoc but still managed to had some fun.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I hope Cherish did.&lt;br /&gt;Watched &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;G.I Joe&lt;/span&gt;, ate at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yo! Sushi&lt;/span&gt;, walked around, sang birthday song at the most random place (St. Cinnamon).&lt;br /&gt;Everyone went home &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was left behind with Brenda, Michelle Lim and Michelle Ang.&lt;br /&gt;We wanted to sit somewhere to have a drink.&lt;br /&gt;Brenda/Michelle Ang suggested &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kim Gary&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Went there and had a Lemon Ice Mountain or something like that which cause &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RM 8.60&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Walked around later till 8 something.&lt;br /&gt;I spent a lot on that day.&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;broke&lt;/span&gt;. Damn it. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't skip school this whole week.&lt;br /&gt;Plenty of surprising things happened. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chin Han &lt;/span&gt;isn't gonna be teaching us Physics anymore because &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mrs. Siti Hajar &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;is coming back.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why so quick?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was shocked.. and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;depressed &lt;/span&gt;when we found out. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday, I woke up early in the morning to do my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;essay&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Surprising eyh? &lt;/span&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;Actually it was given to me about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a week ago&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Well, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at least I did it rightttt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;changed&lt;/span&gt; our seats in tuition!&lt;br /&gt;It's the first time I'm sitting &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;behind&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Like the third row. I mostly sat on the first row. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AND&lt;/span&gt; I'm sitted right next to a stupid girl. LOL. Joking.&lt;br /&gt;She's my buddy. My &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;annoying cute little laughing buddy&lt;/span&gt;. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shakila Martin&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Most of the people from the front is shifted to the back which will make the back &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EXTREMELY noisy&lt;/span&gt;. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Teacher sure did a wrong move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also..&lt;br /&gt;Talked to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dhanvi&lt;/span&gt; on MSN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remember a few months ago I posted bout a guy being added into a conversation by his friend but I slept off?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. He's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; guy.&lt;br /&gt;He is one &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;random&lt;/span&gt; guy, very &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;talkative&lt;/span&gt; in a good way, a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;joker&lt;/span&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;He kinda &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;freaked&lt;/span&gt; me out at first.&lt;br /&gt;He guessed information bout me and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt; was right.&lt;br /&gt;It's either he's a psychic or.. he had been &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stalking&lt;/span&gt; me! D: LOL&lt;br /&gt;Chatted for bout 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up super early, I've no idea why.&lt;br /&gt;I think it was only &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6.30 am&lt;/span&gt;. o_o&lt;br /&gt;Watched TV and started getting ready to go out at 10 something.&lt;br /&gt;Waited for Karen.&lt;br /&gt;Walked to McD for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Mirza came followed by Shakila.&lt;br /&gt;Walked to the bus-stop near Terasek 7 to wait for Michelle Lim.&lt;br /&gt;Reached One Utama bout 1 something.&lt;br /&gt;Started &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;shopping for presents&lt;/span&gt; till 5 something.&lt;br /&gt;Had to buy for 3 people.&lt;br /&gt;And trust me.. shopping for presents aren't as easy as you think it is.&lt;br /&gt;Especially in a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;huge&lt;/span&gt; shopping mall.&lt;br /&gt;We chilled at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&amp;amp;W&lt;/span&gt; after accomplishing our &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;missions&lt;/span&gt;. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home later.&lt;br /&gt;Bathed and made a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;birthday card&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Off to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Neetasha's partyyy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Waited for everyone to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;Played games but a lot of people &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; seem interested in them.&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;late&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The food was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so good I went for second and third rounds. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Indian food&lt;/span&gt; rocks. :D&lt;br /&gt;People started to go home after dinner which was around 11 pm.&lt;br /&gt;The ones left were &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all girls&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Neetasha's sister &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dimmed the lights&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;closed the door &lt;/span&gt;then we &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DANCED&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Trisshala taught us the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bhangra danc&lt;/span&gt;e. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;It's the first time I actually dared to dance &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;in front of people&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Another surprise. Ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Brenda, Michelle Ang, Tey Shen Ni, Karen, and I were the lasts to leave.&lt;br /&gt;We left at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;For pictures, please click :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php?ref=logo#/album.php?aid=101174&amp;amp;id=646315958&amp;amp;ref=mf"&gt;Neetasha's sweet sixteen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 9 something this morning and went back to sleep at 1 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Skipped lunch&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up feelings damn hungry.&lt;br /&gt;Ate chicken rice.&lt;br /&gt;Online till now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;skipped MTV World Stage&lt;/span&gt;. :(&lt;br /&gt;Had &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;free tickets&lt;/span&gt; from Adam but decided to go for Neetasha's party instead.&lt;br /&gt;Heard that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boys Like Girls&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All American-Rejects&lt;/span&gt; were awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Will perhaps meet them another time, if I'm lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hopefully all the events don't fall on the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;same day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was given a choice to attend Neetasha's, Fareen's or MTV World Stage.&lt;br /&gt;I skipped the other 2.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, Fareen.&lt;br /&gt;Hope you had a great time, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;you don't read my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got Physics notes to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My stomach is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;growling&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It's dinner time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1690049789899082901-5998451426915069475?l=izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/feeds/5998451426915069475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2009/08/shake-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/5998451426915069475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/5998451426915069475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2009/08/shake-it.html' title='Shake it.'/><author><name>Jie Sze.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03232027643547169672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TQltCWEz6uI/AAAAAAAABU4/nukty6gWi1g/S220/x1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1690049789899082901.post-2978973457551004118</id><published>2009-08-08T20:20:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T23:31:37.268+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='past 2 weeks.'/><title type='text'>'63 Screwed up weather, screwed up people.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Guess who's back? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Back again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jie Sze's back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tell a friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't bother bout that.&lt;br /&gt;I owe all of you an apology, for not updating my blog.&lt;br /&gt;It has been like 2 weeks since I've updated. D:&lt;br /&gt;Well, I just got &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;busier&lt;/span&gt; and... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lazier&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember much so I'm just gonna post a few highlights of the weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First things first,&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHERISH KHOO TSU-FEI&lt;/span&gt; aka BUTT-LOVER!&lt;br /&gt;I'll dedicate a post for you another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marks for the monthly test exams :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English - 84 % (A1)&lt;br /&gt;BM - 70 % (A2)&lt;br /&gt;Moral - 65 % (A2)&lt;br /&gt;History - 89 % (A1)&lt;br /&gt;Add Maths - 80 % (A1)&lt;br /&gt;Maths - 70 % (A2)&lt;br /&gt;EST -72 % (A2)&lt;br /&gt;Biology - 65 % (A2)&lt;br /&gt;Physics - 50 % (C5)&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry - 30 % (D7)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy yet unhappy. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;My Add Maths was quite surprising but it's no big deal, only &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;one chapter&lt;/span&gt; came out.&lt;br /&gt;My Chemistry &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sucks&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;My grades dropped for 5 subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End year exam is in 2 months. I gotta start studying. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's not talk bout books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went for TTDI's IU Day last Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Their performances were quite good.&lt;br /&gt;Quite a number of&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; hot people&lt;/span&gt;. ;)&lt;br /&gt;I like the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;masked dancers&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Especially the white boy. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIM on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;It's a Geography club outing.&lt;br /&gt;Basically, we went jungle trekking, walked on the canopy walkway, saw various types of trees, took pictures, played in the waterfall.&lt;br /&gt;Chin Han was so tired he&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; swore&lt;/span&gt;. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Even Mrs. Ooi. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Old people these days. Tsk tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;I was the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;photographer&lt;/span&gt; and the one whom&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; took care of the teachers&lt;/span&gt;. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Had to help them while jungle trekking.&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;good girl&lt;/span&gt;. ;P&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, it's my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;first time&lt;/span&gt; going for these type of outing.&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty tiring but fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I skipped school on Monday because I was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;too lazy to pack my bag early in the morning&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What an excuse right? &lt;/span&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Found out that form 5 accounts class has so many guys while our class has only&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; one indian fellar&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 9 chinese girls&lt;/span&gt;. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WHYYYY&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;But it's a test season now in accounts class so there're people constantly coming in during our lesson. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3-on-3 was postponed till this week Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;There were only 3 girls team.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, my team won and we earned &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RM 90&lt;/span&gt;. ;D&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;won't&lt;/span&gt; play basketball again if we'd lost.&lt;br /&gt;It'll be so embarrassing. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't serious during the games.&lt;br /&gt;It's funny that everyone seem so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tensed up&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;They kept &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;snatching&lt;/span&gt; the balls from each other. -.-&lt;br /&gt;I was just &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;laughing&lt;/span&gt; the whole time. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sprained&lt;/span&gt; my leg during PE on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;It started to&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; swell &lt;/span&gt;at night so I quickly apply ointment on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of my friends &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; go to school on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I wanted to go. o_o&lt;br /&gt;It was okay.&lt;br /&gt;The class was quite, I studied a little of Add Maths. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today ; Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Michelle was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;in charge&lt;/span&gt; of this week's training.&lt;br /&gt;Ni and Denise wanted to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;join the school team&lt;/span&gt; after the 3-on-3. Surprising. o_o&lt;br /&gt;Ni came for the training today but Denise couldn't make it.&lt;br /&gt;Jogged 8/9 rounds, 2 sets of 70-70, 3 sets of mobile, 5 sets 24 seconds, lay ups.&lt;br /&gt;Only about 15 minutes of game.&lt;br /&gt;Had to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;teach&lt;/span&gt; a few of them lay ups.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so pro. LOL. Self-absorbed. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh. Everyone's falling &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ill&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am going out tomorrow. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I don't think I'll be constantly updating from now on.&lt;br /&gt;Probably only &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;weekends&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, no pictures.&lt;br /&gt;Tired. Perhaps another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Good night people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1690049789899082901-2978973457551004118?l=izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/feeds/2978973457551004118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2009/08/62-screwed-up-weather-screwed-up-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/2978973457551004118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/2978973457551004118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2009/08/62-screwed-up-weather-screwed-up-people.html' title='&apos;63 Screwed up weather, screwed up people.'/><author><name>Jie Sze.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03232027643547169672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TQltCWEz6uI/AAAAAAAABU4/nukty6gWi1g/S220/x1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1690049789899082901.post-5823419179375575498</id><published>2009-07-23T19:48:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T23:08:38.707+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3on3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='starbucks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eye Chilli'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parent-teacher meeting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pissed off'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drawings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tests'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pizza'/><title type='text'>'62 Why must you tempt me? :/</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sorry for the &lt;u&gt;VERY&lt;/u&gt; late update.&lt;br /&gt;I've&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; stopped &lt;/span&gt;updating before the monthly test started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wanna know why? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I studied this time! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except for Biology and Maths. :/&lt;br /&gt;I know it's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;last minute&lt;/span&gt; stuff but at least I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;finished&lt;/span&gt; studying most of the subjects.&lt;br /&gt;So proud of myself. :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karen and I went &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starbucks&lt;/span&gt; to study on Monday and Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/Smh2yqMk1oI/AAAAAAAAA-4/GHkiYVaX3QU/s1600-h/DSC02348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/Smh2yqMk1oI/AAAAAAAAA-4/GHkiYVaX3QU/s200/DSC02348.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361665969077147266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/Smh3C9JYXxI/AAAAAAAAA_A/UaffiCJWqF4/s1600-h/DSC02346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/Smh3C9JYXxI/AAAAAAAAA_A/UaffiCJWqF4/s200/DSC02346.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361666249041927954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Michelle Lim joined us on Monday but she didn't wanna come on Wednesday because she couldn't study with us around, making all the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;noises&lt;/span&gt;. Hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, I spotted &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nicholas Teo&lt;/span&gt; there.&lt;br /&gt;It's my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;third/fourth&lt;/span&gt; time seeing him around Bangsar. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say all the studying and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;unnecessary spendings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; on RM 15 drinks&lt;/span&gt; were worth it. (:&lt;br /&gt;For my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;History&lt;/span&gt; at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;89 % &lt;/span&gt;babeh! Wooo~&lt;br /&gt;From 40 + and 50 + to 89. :D&lt;br /&gt;But my Chemistry friggin sucks shit. :/&lt;br /&gt;The paper was so hard and that chapter that came out for the test, I haven't learned in tuition.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;failed&lt;/span&gt;. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;30 %&lt;/span&gt; only. Damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other marks were :&lt;br /&gt;70 % - Maths&lt;br /&gt;84 % - English&lt;br /&gt;70 % - BM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry ruined everything! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allow me to briefly talk about what happened during the week of tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam started on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;last Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I was&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; sleep deprieved&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Had to wake up in the middle of the night to study.&lt;br /&gt;But most of the time I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ended up watching TV&lt;/span&gt;. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;The science papers were freaking hard.&lt;br /&gt;I finished my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;whole Add Maths paper&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;None&lt;/span&gt; was blank. I swear.&lt;br /&gt;And I was so bloody happy. :D&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Chin Han used his &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blackberry&lt;/span&gt; to search and give us meaning for an English word &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;during&lt;/span&gt; the English test. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was relieved that test was over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And you know what's better?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was the last day of test and we had &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no tuition&lt;/span&gt;! Wooo~&lt;br /&gt;Teachers went for the Manchester United trainings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anyone of you went?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure a lot of you did.&lt;br /&gt;The tickets were selling like hot cakes.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;didn'&lt;/span&gt;t go.&lt;br /&gt;Ain't really a fan of MU anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Used to be.&lt;br /&gt;So, we went for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;basketball&lt;/span&gt; instead.&lt;br /&gt;It was just Karen, Michelle Lim and I.&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty fun.&lt;br /&gt;Learned a new skill. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reverse lay-up&lt;/span&gt;. Hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This time Karen wasn't that bad. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Must be because of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my coachings&lt;/span&gt;. ;P&lt;br /&gt;Michelle's mum treated us at Wendy's after basketball. (;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks aunty! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a tuition's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;replacement&lt;/span&gt; class on Saturday morning.&lt;br /&gt;After that, Karen, Michelle Ang and I followed Brenda home.&lt;br /&gt;We hanged around her house till bout 11 then we went to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;swim&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/Smhucth6JWI/AAAAAAAAA94/Pa0dLHLamV0/s1600-h/DSC02358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/Smhucth6JWI/AAAAAAAAA94/Pa0dLHLamV0/s200/DSC02358.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361656795921786210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/Smhu1zTdlWI/AAAAAAAAA-A/VRisRXzToLw/s1600-h/DSC02361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/Smhu1zTdlWI/AAAAAAAAA-A/VRisRXzToLw/s200/DSC02361.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361657226968536418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SmhvYyFyixI/AAAAAAAAA-I/sGhVJIGOZuA/s1600-h/DSC02370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SmhvYyFyixI/AAAAAAAAA-I/sGhVJIGOZuA/s200/DSC02370.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361657827938175762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/Smhv_Z-mEAI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/O85vKIkMJGA/s1600-h/DSC02378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/Smhv_Z-mEAI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/O85vKIkMJGA/s200/DSC02378.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361658491480444930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Karen &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; want to swim although we &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;forced&lt;/span&gt; her.&lt;br /&gt;We were trying to&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; push her down the pool&lt;/span&gt; a few times but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;failed&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;She finally gave up and got into the pool.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, she was the one&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; addicted &lt;/span&gt;to it. -.-&lt;br /&gt;I was teaching Michelle and her how to swim. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Not bad eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;basketball coach &lt;/span&gt;and now a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;swimming tutor&lt;/span&gt;. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;As if a professional. :P&lt;br /&gt;We ordered Domino's pizza.&lt;br /&gt;Brenda and I went up to wait for it then brought it to the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pool side&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Took photos after finishing up our lunch. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/Smhw0ek4hVI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/lPhz294in1Q/s1600-h/DSC02382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/Smhw0ek4hVI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/lPhz294in1Q/s200/DSC02382.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361659403247846738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SmhxWXs_WpI/AAAAAAAAA-g/g02ddZHzXnI/s1600-h/DSC02385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SmhxWXs_WpI/AAAAAAAAA-g/g02ddZHzXnI/s200/DSC02385.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361659985518353042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SmhyX-bQIHI/AAAAAAAAA-o/BkMWYI7IuZY/s1600-h/DSC02383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SmhyX-bQIHI/AAAAAAAAA-o/BkMWYI7IuZY/s200/DSC02383.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361661112604434546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Couldn't post the others coz my body's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;too &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;for all of you.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. No, I'm joking. I'm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;fat&lt;/span&gt;. :/&lt;br /&gt;The photos are quite &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;obscene&lt;/span&gt;. D:&lt;br /&gt;But I have a picture of Michelle and I where in the picture, you can&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; slightyly &lt;/span&gt;see my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;abs&lt;/span&gt;. HO HO HO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Mum wanted to go Malacca to do her stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;randomly&lt;/span&gt; followed at the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; very last minute &lt;/span&gt;since lil' Izaac was going. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/Smh4M2q34FI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/Mx9QKAVDnTo/s1600-h/DSC02401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/Smh4M2q34FI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/Mx9QKAVDnTo/s200/DSC02401.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361667518613676114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/Smh4k-6CZsI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/ptLpoWNTpew/s1600-h/DSC02406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/Smh4k-6CZsI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/ptLpoWNTpew/s200/DSC02406.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361667933141624514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To view more pictures, click :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=2255415&amp;amp;id=646315958&amp;amp;comments#/album.php?aid=95069&amp;amp;id=646315958&amp;amp;ref=mf"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Izaac!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I had to play with him and take care of him the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;He is a super hyper active little 2-year-old.&lt;br /&gt;But superrrr cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September babies are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;naturally cute&lt;/span&gt;. *Hint hint*&lt;br /&gt;I bought super many accesories in Jonker Street.&lt;br /&gt;They were &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;originally&lt;/span&gt; for my friends but I like&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; all of them&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Too bad ya all. :P&lt;br /&gt;Went home in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week is the start of normal school days again &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;without studies&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I've done the basketball 3-on-3 brochure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/Smhy6NXfvwI/AAAAAAAAA-w/eslcoLsGitQ/s1600-h/DSC02448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/Smhy6NXfvwI/AAAAAAAAA-w/eslcoLsGitQ/s200/DSC02448.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361661700730765058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's on next Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;Anyone &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;interested&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wants more information&lt;/span&gt; bout it please contact me.&lt;br /&gt;My e-mail is written on the right side of this page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking bout 3-on-3, Adam seriously &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pissed me off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because you do stuff for people &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;willingly&lt;/span&gt;, doesn't mean other people will do stuff for you. Bloody dumbass.&lt;br /&gt;He threw &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ram's basketball&lt;/span&gt; to me during PE.&lt;br /&gt;So, I told him it isn't mine and I gave it back.&lt;br /&gt;Then, he threw&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; again&lt;/span&gt; expecting me to give it to Ram after he played the ball when he was not even supposed to be there.&lt;br /&gt;So I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;shouted&lt;/span&gt; at him.&lt;br /&gt;Not only that.&lt;br /&gt;Now, he expects me to do &lt;u&gt;ALL&lt;/u&gt; the work for the 3-on-3 when I'm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; even in charge or has a high post in the club and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I was just being &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nice&lt;/span&gt; by helping out with the brochure and keeping track of the name list.&lt;br /&gt;He's the one organizing it and he gives all his work to me while he just sit on his bloody ass.&lt;br /&gt;Wow. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Good job, man&lt;/span&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;Go die, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, let's continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was normal.&lt;br /&gt;Still had to attend Accounts although I was so darn &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lazy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, Accounts &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;test&lt;/span&gt; this Saturday morning. Gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Skipped school &lt;/span&gt;coz I was very tired.&lt;br /&gt;I had no idea why.&lt;br /&gt;In the afternoon, I had a slight headache so I took a nap&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; half an hour&lt;/span&gt; before tuition.&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up, I looked at the clock and I thought it was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4.20 pm&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Tuition's at 4.30 pm.&lt;br /&gt;So I layed down somemore.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, mum came and woke me up saying she&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; forgot&lt;/span&gt; I had tuition.&lt;br /&gt;It was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5.20 pm&lt;/span&gt;. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Nowander it felt like I've slept longer than half an hour.&lt;br /&gt;She asked whether I still want to go to tuition but I was tired so what the heck.&lt;br /&gt;Received Kaveetha's text message at 6 something.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Dev was asking whether I could go for the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;parent-teacher meeting&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I was like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"oh! shit!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally forgot bout it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum and I reached there just in time for our turn.&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Raj kept going on and on bout me &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;failing&lt;/span&gt; my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Add Maths&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I was just smiling and nodding the whole time. =_=&lt;br /&gt;My mum told them to scold me more.&lt;br /&gt;She said better if they beat me also. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sir : You fail somemore, I'm gonna hentam you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum : GOOD GOOD. Kasi hentam!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They talked for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;15 minutes&lt;/span&gt; long.&lt;br /&gt;On the way back home, my mum told me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Good. I purposely told them that you always go online. Don't wanna study. Let them know. *evil face*"&lt;/span&gt; D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of that, my mum now nags me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;every friggin day&lt;/span&gt;, asking me to study. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone saw the brochure I drew.&lt;br /&gt;Shakila had an urge to draw the girl I sketched.&lt;br /&gt;It turned out to be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;totally different&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Hers was nice, of course.&lt;br /&gt;She said the girl she drew looked like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;. o_o&lt;br /&gt;And she also drew a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pang Yoong look alike&lt;/span&gt;. Harhar.&lt;br /&gt;During History, Ram and I went around the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; form 1s and form 2s &lt;/span&gt;block to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;advertise&lt;/span&gt; the 3-on-3.&lt;br /&gt;We've got 3 teams so far and 2 had already paid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Not bad eh form 1s?&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;Had training at 3.30 pm at Bsc.&lt;br /&gt;Did the usual things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday ; today.&lt;br /&gt;One of my favourite days because of PE! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;But I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; play seriously during PE.&lt;br /&gt;Probably because it's not that challenging and there's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;too many&lt;/span&gt; people in the court.&lt;br /&gt;No offense.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying you all are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bad&lt;/span&gt; at that game.&lt;br /&gt;Some of you are even better than me in it.&lt;br /&gt;I could see that all of you are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;improving&lt;/span&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;So proud that I made people like basketball. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I personally &lt;u&gt;love&lt;/u&gt; basketball.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 2 games, I told them that Michelle Lim, Trishna and I will be in one team and the others will be in the other.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to practice for the 3-on-3.&lt;br /&gt;There were bout 8 of them on the other team but we &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;trashed&lt;/span&gt; them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Not bad eh?&lt;/span&gt; (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cake&lt;/span&gt; in tuition today.&lt;br /&gt;To celebrate the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;July babies&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;After tuition, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eye chilli&lt;/span&gt; was there but I didn't bother.&lt;br /&gt;I really didn't want to but he &lt;u&gt;HAD&lt;/u&gt; to purposely come &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;next to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He and Kaveetha was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;flirting&lt;/span&gt; at first.&lt;br /&gt;He &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;playingly stole&lt;/span&gt; her cake and purposely made her &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;chased after him&lt;/span&gt; but he came running next to me when I was talking to Emmanuel.&lt;br /&gt;Emmanuel wanted to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;whack&lt;/span&gt; him. Ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;He looked at me. I saw but I turn away with an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;angry face&lt;/span&gt;. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan cut his hair,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; not &lt;/span&gt;by his &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dad or mum&lt;/span&gt; this time. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere in Damansara I think.&lt;br /&gt;Went so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;far&lt;/span&gt; just to get a haircut. o_o&lt;br /&gt;He showed me through the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;webcam&lt;/span&gt; last night.&lt;br /&gt;Looks better than all his previous hairstyles. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I'm currently watching &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Romantic Princess'&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;A taiwanese drama.&lt;br /&gt;Got caught up with it when I woke up 3 am during tests to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"study"&lt;/span&gt;. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired and there's so much more work to do. :/&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/1690049789899082901-5823419179375575498?l=izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/feeds/5823419179375575498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2009/07/62-why-must-you-tempt-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/5823419179375575498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/5823419179375575498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2009/07/62-why-must-you-tempt-me.html' title='&apos;62 Why must you tempt me? :/'/><author><name>Jie Sze.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03232027643547169672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TQltCWEz6uI/AAAAAAAABU4/nukty6gWi1g/S220/x1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/Smh2yqMk1oI/AAAAAAAAA-4/GHkiYVaX3QU/s72-c/DSC02348.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1690049789899082901.post-8651673301630465440</id><published>2009-07-11T22:45:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T23:42:13.415+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Study'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yummy boys'/><title type='text'>'61 I'm in love with my own sin.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Good news!&lt;br /&gt;The group study &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;worked&lt;/span&gt;! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;Although I've only done like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10 questions &lt;/span&gt;of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Add Maths&lt;/span&gt;, I'd still have to thank Karen, Michelle &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;squared&lt;/span&gt; (Michelle Lim and Michelle Ang. LOL.) and Brenda for coming.&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't have done &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;anything&lt;/span&gt; without them.&lt;br /&gt;So, thanks again. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept off last night while reading History.&lt;br /&gt;I read.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt; page! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;supposed to&lt;/span&gt; finish up some of the Add Maths questions before they came.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I slept back after I woke up at 7 something.&lt;br /&gt;It was already 9.30 am when I got off my bed.&lt;br /&gt;Came online.&lt;br /&gt;Izaac came later so I played with him for a tad bit.&lt;br /&gt;He brought me to a pillar and started &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;circulating&lt;/span&gt; it for a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; few rounds&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;My head was spinning after that. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this one lady selling&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; original Crocs&lt;/span&gt; in her car.&lt;br /&gt;It was so freaking &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cheap&lt;/span&gt; but I didn't buy coz there was so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;many &lt;/span&gt;people.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; regret&lt;/span&gt;. Gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Izaac went home, I ate my flower rolls then showered.&lt;br /&gt;Cleaned my room before my friends came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It was awesomely clean and neat, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say yes, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt; I'll kill you. Wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, okay. Enough.&lt;br /&gt;I know it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sucks&lt;/span&gt; but it's the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;best&lt;/span&gt; that I could do.&lt;br /&gt;Eesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Appreciate it alright? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;At least&lt;/span&gt; I took the tendency to clean up. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to follow my aunt and uncle to send and pick up Brian to and from tuition since they don't know the way there.&lt;br /&gt;My friends had to stay at home to wait for me. :P&lt;br /&gt;When I came home, all of us did Add Maths till 6 something.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone went home except Karen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, people had been asking&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; why am I suddenly studying&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I know it's weird.&lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; Jie Sze.&lt;br /&gt;But I've gotta start studying somehow.&lt;br /&gt;My grades are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dropping like a roller coaster&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;That doesn't makes sense but.. ya know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;I've also been going out &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt;. Till late night.&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;grounded&lt;/span&gt;. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Besides, you can't have the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;best of everything&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;balance&lt;/span&gt; the fun and the work.&lt;br /&gt;Wow. O_O&lt;br /&gt;I'm sucha &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;good girl&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Self-praise. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karen and I went Devi's at 7 something for our dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Then, went to a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; DVD shop&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/Slir8uHrCHI/AAAAAAAAA7k/L8bIKM0mui8/s1600-h/17+again.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/Slir8uHrCHI/AAAAAAAAA7k/L8bIKM0mui8/s200/17+again.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357220816417917042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bought 17 again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pirated &lt;/span&gt;DVDs rocks! ;P&lt;br /&gt;Came home to watch it.&lt;br /&gt;Karen left before we finished watching coz it was already 10.30 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie is not bad.&lt;br /&gt;Quite nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SlisB-VHegI/AAAAAAAAA7s/pGG6fRSgGMo/s1600-h/zac+efron.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 176px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SlisB-VHegI/AAAAAAAAA7s/pGG6fRSgGMo/s200/zac+efron.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357220906668620290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/Slisbs3gN0I/AAAAAAAAA78/h4i5rPh1K7k/s1600-h/jock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 132px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/Slisbs3gN0I/AAAAAAAAA78/h4i5rPh1K7k/s200/jock.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357221348657608514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/Slisi2q5TuI/AAAAAAAAA8E/VVfwutydW30/s1600-h/zac.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/Slisi2q5TuI/AAAAAAAAA8E/VVfwutydW30/s200/zac.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357221471548165858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SlitLVmpZ4I/AAAAAAAAA8k/9w928tZ8cKo/s1600-h/zac+efron+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 132px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SlitLVmpZ4I/AAAAAAAAA8k/9w928tZ8cKo/s200/zac+efron+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357222167046612866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Zac Efron is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; good looking. o_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SlisRkPNz6I/AAAAAAAAA70/zSsObrvdwqY/s1600-h/coolio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SlisRkPNz6I/AAAAAAAAA70/zSsObrvdwqY/s200/coolio.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357221174542454690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And he could spin the ball with only &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a finger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He rocks in basketball. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/Slisumj2sfI/AAAAAAAAA8M/BWcETDfJ3no/s1600-h/hunter+parrish+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 159px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/Slisumj2sfI/AAAAAAAAA8M/BWcETDfJ3no/s200/hunter+parrish+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357221673382097394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/Slis7kqTNpI/AAAAAAAAA8U/oa23IRh1ot0/s1600-h/Hunter+Parrish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 112px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/Slis7kqTNpI/AAAAAAAAA8U/oa23IRh1ot0/s200/Hunter+Parrish.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357221896210560658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hunter Parrish's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not too bad &lt;/span&gt;himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Not &lt;/span&gt;super hot but kinda good looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SlitCVSxggI/AAAAAAAAA8c/aW2Q9XAPklI/s1600-h/sterling+knight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 142px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SlitCVSxggI/AAAAAAAAA8c/aW2Q9XAPklI/s200/sterling+knight.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357222012344435202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sterling Knight still has a baby face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I somehow found Kerry Degman, a super hot &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;male model&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SlitYjZu42I/AAAAAAAAA8s/rM10YXqvFf8/s1600-h/ax+model.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 125px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SlitYjZu42I/AAAAAAAAA8s/rM10YXqvFf8/s200/ax+model.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357222394088842082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He's the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;shirtless&lt;/span&gt; guy &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;with 6 pacs&lt;/span&gt; on the left. *drools*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SliuxzT8tbI/AAAAAAAAA9k/rDNAMh1_LRI/s1600-h/omg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 158px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SliuxzT8tbI/AAAAAAAAA9k/rDNAMh1_LRI/s200/omg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357223927367906738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have no idea what's this model's name but check out his &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;body&lt;/span&gt;. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I know &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;male models&lt;/span&gt; are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;quite gay&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who cares?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hot&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Another dessert for the eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Skater boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SliuCWN7XWI/AAAAAAAAA80/65oWqB3Cp9s/s1600-h/O_O.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 177px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SliuCWN7XWI/AAAAAAAAA80/65oWqB3Cp9s/s200/O_O.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357223112104172898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SliuTADo4UI/AAAAAAAAA9E/VYgk5rMKdlY/s1600-h/lalalalala.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 112px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SliuTADo4UI/AAAAAAAAA9E/VYgk5rMKdlY/s200/lalalalala.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357223398213214530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SliuaidFlsI/AAAAAAAAA9M/m02lPrk-Xcw/s1600-h/wo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SliuaidFlsI/AAAAAAAAA9M/m02lPrk-Xcw/s200/wo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357223527705843394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SliuiYQQMYI/AAAAAAAAA9U/k-WKR2G3300/s1600-h/heh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 184px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SliuiYQQMYI/AAAAAAAAA9U/k-WKR2G3300/s200/heh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357223662406611330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SliuogsapLI/AAAAAAAAA9c/j7waINHK_GQ/s1600-h/cleart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 135px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SliuogsapLI/AAAAAAAAA9c/j7waINHK_GQ/s200/cleart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357223767751435442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Boys, sorry this post bore you guys out.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm pretty sure the girls are all &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;drooling &lt;/span&gt;now.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I ain't desperate or anything.&lt;br /&gt;It's just that&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; how could a girl resist such yummy guys right?&lt;/span&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/1690049789899082901-8651673301630465440?l=izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/feeds/8651673301630465440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2009/07/61-im-in-love-with-my-own-sin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/8651673301630465440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/8651673301630465440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2009/07/61-im-in-love-with-my-own-sin.html' title='&apos;61 I&apos;m in love with my own sin.'/><author><name>Jie Sze.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03232027643547169672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TQltCWEz6uI/AAAAAAAABU4/nukty6gWi1g/S220/x1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/Slir8uHrCHI/AAAAAAAAA7k/L8bIKM0mui8/s72-c/17+again.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1690049789899082901.post-3472738670900505605</id><published>2009-07-10T20:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T21:21:11.747+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Study'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Izaac'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oral'/><title type='text'>'60 Abs, baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I read...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1 page&lt;/span&gt; of History in school.&lt;br /&gt;WOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha. Okay, that was lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to school today just to do my English &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;oral test&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't have a topic until the very last minute, which is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Why teenagers study last minute?'&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;It's easy since it&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; relates to me&lt;/span&gt;. :P&lt;br /&gt;As soon as I sat down in front of teacher..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mrs. Amy : How's your boyfriend? What's he doing now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. I, of course answered her but she soon found out that we're &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; together anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I only talked a little bout my topic.&lt;br /&gt;She&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; wasn't&lt;/span&gt; interested so she started asking me questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A lot&lt;/span&gt; of questions.&lt;br /&gt;Bout my family, my backbone, my friends and my ambition.&lt;br /&gt;I think she &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;talked &lt;/span&gt;more than I did. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Oral was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;task of the day&lt;/span&gt;. Done! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, I saw&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Izaac &lt;/span&gt;when I came home. :D&lt;br /&gt;He's so cute and funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Che che, are you where?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I went to eat spaghetti with Elicia in Baker's Cottage.&lt;br /&gt;She &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;skipped &lt;/span&gt;school. =__=&lt;br /&gt;Izaac came later.&lt;br /&gt;He kept wanting to drink my Ice Lemon Tea.&lt;br /&gt;So, I gave him.&lt;br /&gt;Then, my aunt asked me to stop giving him.&lt;br /&gt;He got so angry he &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pulled&lt;/span&gt; my collar.&lt;br /&gt;Ya know,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; like someone picking a fight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah... Like...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "GIMME OR I KILL YOU!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Aunt told us a lot of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;funny stories &lt;/span&gt;bout him.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, Izaac wanted to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;poo&lt;/span&gt;. -.-&lt;br /&gt;And he started to make this &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fake pooping look &lt;/span&gt;which freaked me out at first. D:&lt;br /&gt;They all went home after lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a nap before I walked to tuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back home, I saw so many people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Navin &lt;/span&gt;was still &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bald&lt;/span&gt; and driving his old Volvo.&lt;br /&gt;I waved but he just&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; stared &lt;/span&gt;at me. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Eesh.&lt;br /&gt;I saw Michelle's mum.&lt;br /&gt;Then, I saw Ryan.&lt;br /&gt;He was on the way to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MV&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Texted me after he saw me. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shakila &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wanted&lt;/span&gt; to stay over at my house today.&lt;br /&gt;I suggested it since I'm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; able to go out tomorrow which caused her not being able to too.&lt;br /&gt;But Cherish's going off to Penang while Brenda, Karen and Michelle said to do it after the exam.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be with Shakila&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; alone&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;She might &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rape&lt;/span&gt; me. D:&lt;br /&gt;Eeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;officially&lt;/span&gt; study tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;excited&lt;/span&gt;, I have no idea why.&lt;br /&gt;Add Maths aim : At least a B3. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During assembly this morning, Mrs. Ong (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not my mum &lt;/span&gt;-.- the discipline teacher) talked bout a lot of things but one of the things which caught my attention was something to do with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Facebook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said that beware bout the things we post on Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;The school could&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; take action &lt;/span&gt;if there are inappropriate activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mrs. Ong : I know you have the rights to speak but why be so stupid to declare them to the world?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We wanna be stupid, let us be alright?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why the fuck the school wanna bother eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, as long as it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;doesn't &lt;/span&gt;involves with anything that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;brings down &lt;/span&gt;the school's reputation, I think it would be okay.&lt;br /&gt;Not like our school has a good reputation anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am currently getting my tummy toned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fat.&lt;/span&gt; :/&lt;br /&gt;Working on my abs &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1690049789899082901-3472738670900505605?l=izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/feeds/3472738670900505605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2009/07/60-abs-baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/3472738670900505605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/3472738670900505605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2009/07/60-abs-baby.html' title='&apos;60 Abs, baby!'/><author><name>Jie Sze.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03232027643547169672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TQltCWEz6uI/AAAAAAAABU4/nukty6gWi1g/S220/x1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1690049789899082901.post-7441857133617981022</id><published>2009-07-09T19:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T21:24:15.602+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='group study'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newspaper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='malay'/><title type='text'>'59 Black &amp; White.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The way you make me feel~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It don't matter whether you're black or white~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just beat it~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We are the world, we are the children~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of the blue, I started singing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Michael Jackson's songs&lt;/span&gt; during PE.&lt;br /&gt;And I ran around &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;laughing &lt;/span&gt;and making stupid moves like a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; retarded &lt;/span&gt;person.&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't even playing basketball seriously. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished up my Chemistry PEKA before PE and found out only later that she didn't come to school. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly wanted to have a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;group study&lt;/span&gt; this Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Michelle, Brenda and Karen will be coming to my house. :D&lt;br /&gt;I'm the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; dumbest&lt;/span&gt; there. Shit.&lt;br /&gt;I then had a better idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jie Sze : Let's study every Saturday! Want? Want? Want?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think all of them agreed.&lt;br /&gt;Time for me to catch up on my studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jie Sze : The wind is talking to us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Brenda : Huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jie Sze : Ask me what's it saying. ASK ME! ASK ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Brenda : Okay. What's it saying?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jie Sze : I DON'T KNOW. I don't speak wind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got it from Ice Age 3. Yet another spoiler. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the fire hosts at the last 2 blocks in school&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; burst&lt;/span&gt; or something today.&lt;br /&gt;I think some boys were playing with it and all.&lt;br /&gt;There were water &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;everywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, everyone will go out of the class to check out what's happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just found out today that principal announced at yesterday's assembly that the first 2 classes in form 1 get to learn&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; German.&lt;/span&gt; o_o&lt;br /&gt;It'll be included in their timetable.&lt;br /&gt;Not bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some I forgot what reason, Emmanuel and I were &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fake fighting &lt;/span&gt;today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jie Sze : I don't wanna talk to you lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Emmanuel : Who says I wanna talk to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jie Sze : Finee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I really didn't talk to him.&lt;br /&gt;Then, he came saying sorry.&lt;br /&gt;Sucker. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maths and Science &lt;/span&gt;will be converted back to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Malay &lt;/span&gt;on the year 2012.&lt;br /&gt;Which is pure dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking.&lt;br /&gt;Since most &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lazy&lt;/span&gt; teens like me nowadays do &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;read newspaper, I've decided to buy a newspaper every morning then post interesting news here.&lt;br /&gt;Good? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stomach's growling. Ta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1690049789899082901-7441857133617981022?l=izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/feeds/7441857133617981022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2009/07/59-black-white.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/7441857133617981022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/7441857133617981022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2009/07/59-black-white.html' title='&apos;59 Black &amp; White.'/><author><name>Jie Sze.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03232027643547169672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TQltCWEz6uI/AAAAAAAABU4/nukty6gWi1g/S220/x1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1690049789899082901.post-3823617305597278993</id><published>2009-07-08T20:28:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T23:44:27.492+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love machine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ice age 3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mj ghost'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arcade'/><title type='text'>'58 Peaches.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Despite not going to school, I still woke up at 7 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to wake Brian up and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; wait&lt;/span&gt; for him to leave for school since the shop's not open today, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt; is downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;After he left, I was already &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wide awake&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;So, I came online and read magazine to kill time. :D&lt;br /&gt;Could've studied though but lazy. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I got ready and waited for Karen to come.&lt;br /&gt;Bout 10.30 am, Kala called to tell he&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; just &lt;/span&gt;woke up. -.-&lt;br /&gt;As soon as Karen reached, we walked to the bus stop in front of BV to wait for Shen Ni.&lt;br /&gt;Her aunt sent us there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; firsts&lt;/span&gt; to reach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aren't guys suppose to wait for girls?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays it seems to be the other way round.&lt;br /&gt;That's sad. :/&lt;br /&gt;Kala was the first guy to reach.&lt;br /&gt;That was quick. o_o&lt;br /&gt;We bought tickets since the queue was short.&lt;br /&gt;Then, came Zhi Yang and Mirza.&lt;br /&gt;We all bought food then went into the theater for the 11 am movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SlS2SdiV1aI/AAAAAAAAA6k/lHNZZ-TAQfw/s1600-h/iceage3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SlS2SdiV1aI/AAAAAAAAA6k/lHNZZ-TAQfw/s200/iceage3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356106285132928418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's a 3D show so we took our 3D glasses and Zhi Yang was all &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Wow."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I sat beside Kala and throughout the movie, he was telling me how &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lame&lt;/span&gt; the show was.&lt;br /&gt;I find it pretty good. Hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Manny : Tell me when the baby's coming out. Shout something like a... coal! No, no. How bout peaches?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ellie : Peaches?!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manny : Yeah, you're like peaches. They're sweet, furry and round.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ellie : So you're calling me round?!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buck : Buck.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manny : What?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buck : Name's Buck. Buckminster. Short is Buck. Long is Buuuucccckkkk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for that 'lil spoiler. They say really funny things. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, we ate at Food Junction.&lt;br /&gt;I had Claypot Noodle.&lt;br /&gt;A conversation bout &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kala's food &lt;/span&gt;lead to a stupid conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mirza : Are you eating Spring Chicken?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhi Yang : SPRING CHICKEN? Hahahaha. What now? We have 4 seasons chicken. No, Mirza. It's a Winter Chicken.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mirza : What? Sheesh. There IS such a thing as Spring Chicken. It's a name for young chickens.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhi Yang : OH. Then what's an old chicken called?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jie Sze : Summer Chicken?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shen Ni : NOOOO. Autumn Chicken. Coz right.. during autumn, leaves fall.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhi Yang : So? The chickens feathers fall when their old?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shen Ni : YAA.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhi Yang : No. Newborn chicks are featherless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shen Ni : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Like humans, when we grow old, our hair starts to fall. Chickens also lah!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhi Yang : Chickens have hair?!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shen Ni : NOOOO. Furrrr.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jie Sze : CHICKENS HAVE FUR?!?!?!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shen Ni : Yaa. EH. Nooooo. I mean feathersss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. That was one lame conversation.&lt;br /&gt;We walked around after Kala finished up my Claypot Noodles for me. :D&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to watch 'The Last House On The Left' but the line was longer.&lt;br /&gt;Walked all the way to The Gardens to check whether it was available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before that, Karen and Ni tried on a stupid &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love machine&lt;/span&gt; thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SlS4QMZ3LaI/AAAAAAAAA60/YF7Y-SsPsYU/s1600-h/DSC02282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SlS4QMZ3LaI/AAAAAAAAA60/YF7Y-SsPsYU/s200/DSC02282.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356108445197479330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Karen got 20 - the description was warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SlS3sZUbn-I/AAAAAAAAA6s/zvMrUgyrYd0/s1600-h/DSC02280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SlS3sZUbn-I/AAAAAAAAA6s/zvMrUgyrYd0/s200/DSC02280.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356107830189072354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ni got the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;highest&lt;/span&gt;! LOL&lt;br /&gt;60 - wicked!&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Wth. Lame-os.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; super long walk&lt;/span&gt;, they found out that they &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;don't &lt;/span&gt;even show that movie it in The Gardens. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Ended up walking &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all the way back &lt;/span&gt;again.&lt;br /&gt;Since there were nothing much to do, we spent our time in the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;arcade&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SlS4iQBgaUI/AAAAAAAAA68/WzorzqM1htI/s1600-h/DSC02284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SlS4iQBgaUI/AAAAAAAAA68/WzorzqM1htI/s200/DSC02284.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356108755406711106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SlS47rgTTjI/AAAAAAAAA7E/Wz8-xR1NLwg/s1600-h/DSC02291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SlS47rgTTjI/AAAAAAAAA7E/Wz8-xR1NLwg/s200/DSC02291.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356109192280362546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SlS5f2m4kqI/AAAAAAAAA7M/ZNMz-iugxnY/s1600-h/DSC02300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SlS5f2m4kqI/AAAAAAAAA7M/ZNMz-iugxnY/s200/DSC02300.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356109813736051362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I won &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;first&lt;/span&gt; once for Daytona. :P&lt;br /&gt;Zhi Yang and Kala owned other strangers in that game.&lt;br /&gt;The strangers were pretty &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt; they're ass got &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kicked&lt;/span&gt;. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SlS6MabADZI/AAAAAAAAA7U/diw7vG-owWQ/s1600-h/DSC02305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SlS6MabADZI/AAAAAAAAA7U/diw7vG-owWQ/s200/DSC02305.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356110579264130450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Played basketball too. =.=&lt;br /&gt;As if we don't play enough basketball. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Prince&lt;/span&gt; there.&lt;br /&gt;Prince as in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Teck Poh&lt;/span&gt;. Not a real prince. -.- lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Prince : Uhhh... Don't you all have school?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jie Sze : We skipped. Heh.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prince : Pffft. You'll regret it in form 5. Don't skip!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prince : You all are like a bunch of small kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He kept&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; tapping &lt;/span&gt;my head while I was "driving".&lt;br /&gt;We also saw Roobini, Tem Mee and one other girl there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ex-form 5s&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Big brothers and sisters&lt;/span&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;I do &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;miss&lt;/span&gt; having them in school. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We spent bout an hour plus there.&lt;br /&gt;Then, walked to&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; McD for ice-cream&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Cheapskate buggers.&lt;br /&gt;Stood by the railing in a row and finished our ice-cream up while chatting.&lt;br /&gt;Kala &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dared&lt;/span&gt; Mirza to play the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dancing game thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So, we were back at the arcade once again.&lt;br /&gt;Ended up &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;watching&lt;/span&gt; people dance. -.-&lt;br /&gt;All the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lifeless professionals&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I bet they practice on that machine for a very long time already.&lt;br /&gt;What a waste of&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; money and time&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhi Yang went back after awhile.&lt;br /&gt;Then, we decided to go somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;I went into Studio R to check out shoes since my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;school shoes&lt;/span&gt; are worn out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended up &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;chatting&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IN&lt;/span&gt; Studio R.&lt;br /&gt;At first, Mirza and Kala were talking bout other couples.&lt;br /&gt;I joined in and they started talking bout&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; my previous relationship&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Every other conversation were about relationships and love too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the most&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; random&lt;/span&gt; thing ever.&lt;br /&gt;Out of nowhere, we talked bout relationship and love &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;in Studio R&lt;/span&gt;, a sports shop.&lt;br /&gt;What the heck. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;What's worse is that we sat &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;there&lt;/span&gt; for a good &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;half an hour&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to talk some other place later.&lt;br /&gt;Since we're cheapskate buggers, we went to Food Junction.&lt;br /&gt;Sat there without buying anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Continued&lt;/span&gt; our topic till bout 5.15 pm.&lt;br /&gt;Would've talked more if we didn't have to go for tuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to those who were there &lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What was on that table stays there, between the five of us, okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shen Ni's brother fetched us home since he was coincidentally in The Gardens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to tuition.&lt;br /&gt;Teacher had a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"debate"&lt;/span&gt; with Emmanuel. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mrs.Mahsuri : Everytime you see, the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;girls&lt;/span&gt; are better than the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;guys&lt;/span&gt; in studies. The government is worried. In universities, the population of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;girls&lt;/span&gt; are so much more than the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;guys&lt;/span&gt;. Even in school, the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;girls&lt;/span&gt; are always academically better.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys : Boooo. Nooooo. Where gottttt???&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs.Mahsuri : Let me tell you what &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;guys&lt;/span&gt; are good at.. drugs, smoking and all that. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The guys&lt;/span&gt; are always out on the field. They're better at sports. Ya.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emmanuel : Nooo. What bout prostitutes? HAH!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Girls &lt;/span&gt;are so low.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs.Mahsuri : There'll be no prostitutes if &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the guys&lt;/span&gt; don't keep going to them!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class : WOOOOO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sexism. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher kicked &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Emmanuel's ass &lt;/span&gt;big time. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shen Ni wanted to me post here that her tooth spoiled and her temperory fillings came off when she was chewing gum.&lt;br /&gt;There. Happy? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner with Brian in Capri Cafe after tuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been spending&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; a lot&lt;/span&gt; of money lately.&lt;br /&gt;Gah.&lt;br /&gt;Needa finish up my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Moral project and PEKA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. Check this out :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-y3jlzS_BZc"&gt;MJ's Ghost &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;They say it's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Michael Jackson's soul in Neverland&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Freaky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's on CNN so it might be true. D:&lt;br /&gt;Shakila showed it to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jie Sze : MJ? ... MAYURAN?? Nowander that thing is black. Must be him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lol. Sorry, Mayuran. ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I forgot to post something up yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sue Yin : Who agrees with me that the world is fucked up?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mayuran : YOU are fucked up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. Tsk Tsk. Mayuran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Zhi Yang's so mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Zhi Yang : Jie Sze, congratulations!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jie Sze : Huh?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhi Yang : You're the shortest here today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eesh. I know I'm short. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were a lot of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hot white boys&lt;/span&gt; in the mall today. :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's end the day with smiles! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SlS6vvpuE_I/AAAAAAAAA7c/l9A2Ip3KytY/s1600-h/DSC02307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SlS6vvpuE_I/AAAAAAAAA7c/l9A2Ip3KytY/s200/DSC02307.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356111186258433010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1690049789899082901-3823617305597278993?l=izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/feeds/3823617305597278993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2009/07/58-peaches.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/3823617305597278993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/3823617305597278993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2009/07/58-peaches.html' title='&apos;58 Peaches.'/><author><name>Jie Sze.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03232027643547169672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TQltCWEz6uI/AAAAAAAABU4/nukty6gWi1g/S220/x1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SlS2SdiV1aI/AAAAAAAAA6k/lHNZZ-TAQfw/s72-c/iceage3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1690049789899082901.post-3202266334151704015</id><published>2009-07-07T21:00:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T23:18:02.336+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skip school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='subway'/><title type='text'>'57 Our eye-to-eye thing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Fuhh. I slept for.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10 hours&lt;/span&gt; last night. O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum wanted to rest before going back to Malacca yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;So, she turned on the air-cond, turned off the light, closed the door and curtains.&lt;br /&gt;As soon as I went into the room, I felt &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sleepy&lt;/span&gt;. -.-&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Don't blame me!&lt;br /&gt;It was so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cosy&lt;/span&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;I was like a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dead man &lt;/span&gt;as soon as I lied down on the mattress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and I only woke up this morning at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 am&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Mum left without telling me. -.-&lt;br /&gt;I didn't have my dinner again. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was surprisingly&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; hardworking&lt;/span&gt; today.&lt;br /&gt;I did my&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Add Maths&lt;/span&gt; work then &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;passed up &lt;/span&gt;my books.&lt;br /&gt;:O I know. That's so not me.&lt;br /&gt;It felt weird doing homework after months. -.-&lt;br /&gt;I even did my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EST essay &lt;/span&gt;halfway.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't manage to finish it as I was talking to Mayuran, Syafiq and Shakila. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During Chemistry, from one corner of the lab..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Zhi Yang : Eh, tomorrow let's go movie lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The guys : Maybe. Maybe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another corner..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jie Sze : Eh, tomorrow Wednesday ah. Cheap! Let's go movie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Karen : OH YA. COME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mirza : YEAHHHH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another corner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Melissa : Whey, tomorrow don't come school. MOVIE MAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Yes, this is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4 Cekap&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So called&lt;/span&gt; the best class.&lt;br /&gt;2009 batch. Noisy, dumb, basketball, retarded, fail Add Maths, good for nothing, talk, lazy, basketball, talk, bully teachers, skip classes, talk, crap, bullshit and all the other stupid words that you can find to describe us. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;There are some other&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; goody two shoes&lt;/span&gt; though.&lt;br /&gt;I'm definitely &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; one of them. Pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeaps.&lt;br /&gt;Movie it is.&lt;br /&gt;We ended up using the Chemistry last few minutes to discuss bout &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tomorrow's plan&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I was just &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sighing &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yawning&lt;/span&gt; the whole Chemistry lesson because I wasn't feeling well and I was frustrated because I didn't know how to do the Maths work. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to walk to and fro tuition this week since mum's not around and bro's busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a tragic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TRAGIC&lt;/span&gt;. Nah, I'm just exaggerating.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's just bad luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was gonna rain.&lt;br /&gt;So, I quickly got out of house and walked to tuition.&lt;br /&gt;Quarter of my journey there, it&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; drizzled&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Then, I whispered in my heart&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "Oh God, don't rain. Please. Please. Please. Wait till I reach tuition."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, it started raining cats and dogs.&lt;br /&gt;I was like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"WTF. OH SHIT MAN."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that time, I almost reached BSC so I was thinking whether to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stopped by &lt;/span&gt;there till the rain slows down.&lt;br /&gt;I decided &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; to in case the rain got heavier and it was almost 4.30 pm already.&lt;br /&gt;When I reached tuition, my whole body was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;soaking wet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone stared at me when I got into the room.&lt;br /&gt;I took the tissues from Karen to wipe myself but I was still not fully dried.&lt;br /&gt;Had to sit under the air-cond although I was already sick.&lt;br /&gt;Kept sneezing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back Add Maths paper in tuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;33 %&lt;/span&gt;. 10 marks more than school.&lt;br /&gt;Lol. As if it makes hell of a big difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I seem to have a thing with the number 3 eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's actually my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;favourite&lt;/span&gt; number. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tuition, walked with Karen because we wanted to go CzipLee and buy dinner.&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; thought&lt;/span&gt; we'd take forever to think of what to eat, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;But today it didn't even take us &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a second&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wanna know why? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Subway&lt;/span&gt; sign was glaring at us.&lt;br /&gt;We saw it as soon as we walked out of the alley.&lt;br /&gt;Karen suggested and I agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fast eh? &lt;/span&gt;;D&lt;br /&gt;I ate &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Subway Melt in Hearty Italian bread&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Yummy! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked home after buying things from CzipLee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;afraid&lt;/span&gt; to called mum to ask her whether I could go for a movie tomorrow since I went out last Saturday and she already warned me not to go out when she's not around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to ask her anyway.&lt;br /&gt;She asked like super many questions and I gave her soooo many excuses. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jie Sze : Heh. Heh. Hehehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mum : WHAT?!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jie Sze : Ohhhh. Uhhh, can go movie tomorrow? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mum : Movie again?! People go school you wanna go movie! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She finally allowed!&lt;br /&gt;Ho ho ho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ice Age Three 3D&lt;/span&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's already 11.03 pm and I'm supposed to study at 10 pm.&lt;br /&gt;Oh God.&lt;br /&gt;Add Maths!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't just stare, come over and talk.&lt;br /&gt;Boy, please don't be just another pussy.&lt;/span&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/1690049789899082901-3202266334151704015?l=izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/feeds/3202266334151704015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2009/07/57-our-eye-to-eye-thing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/3202266334151704015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/3202266334151704015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2009/07/57-our-eye-to-eye-thing.html' title='&apos;57 Our eye-to-eye thing.'/><author><name>Jie Sze.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03232027643547169672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TQltCWEz6uI/AAAAAAAABU4/nukty6gWi1g/S220/x1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1690049789899082901.post-7098066079887633284</id><published>2009-07-05T19:33:00.021+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T20:11:32.214+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Whole Damn Week'/><title type='text'>'56 I was flyin', now I'm crashin'.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I know, I know.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I've not been updating for about a week.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sowwee. *looks at you with a pair of cute puppy eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been sleeping tremendously early the whole week.&lt;br /&gt;And I've been quite busy.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, fine.&lt;br /&gt;I did not update not because I was busy but because of sheer lazyness.&lt;br /&gt;Great. I've said it.&lt;br /&gt;Happy now?&lt;br /&gt;Eesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I did not study. :/&lt;br /&gt;The self-motivation's timing is not right.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta fix it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last post was bout last Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Am I right?&lt;br /&gt;I'll just update briefly bout what I did the whole week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Open Day also known as GSBP Day.&lt;br /&gt;Wanna know what is stands for?&lt;br /&gt;Getting-Screwed-By-Parents Day. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SlDL16apFeI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/ZhdzqYdBlmY/s1600-h/DSC02255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SlDL16apFeI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/ZhdzqYdBlmY/s200/DSC02255.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355004084018025954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SlDMNrdYPnI/AAAAAAAAA5g/P_t5pqiq8qY/s1600-h/DSC02256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SlDMNrdYPnI/AAAAAAAAA5g/P_t5pqiq8qY/s200/DSC02256.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355004492319833714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was a schooling day to replace one of the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;Not many people went to school though.&lt;br /&gt;Mum came to take my report card along with Karen's and Elicia's.&lt;br /&gt;She could've brought me home but I went to the school park instead.&lt;br /&gt;The boys invited me for basketball.&lt;br /&gt;Karen came along.&lt;br /&gt;She had nothing to do so she became a nerd again.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't play much 'cause I was the only girl.&lt;br /&gt;As we were 'bout to leave for McD, Michelle came.&lt;br /&gt;She gave us a lift to McD.&lt;br /&gt;The boys had to walk since the car could only fit both of us.&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, Karen and I walked to BV.&lt;br /&gt;Watched some lame fashion shows since we were pretty lifeless.&lt;br /&gt;Walked back up to McD 'cause I forgot to buy Brian's lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Then, walked home.&lt;br /&gt;Went online for the rest of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up after 8 missed calls and a message from Michelle.&lt;br /&gt;Got ready and walked to BV's bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;Michelle's bro picked me up.&lt;br /&gt;Reached KDU college.&lt;br /&gt;Now, you must be wondering why was I there in my school uniform on a Sunday morning.&lt;br /&gt;Well, Michelle and I went to watch the inter-school debate competition also known as KDUDA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SlDNJK0DvkI/AAAAAAAAA5o/8i3SYTEoJ9A/s1600-h/DSC02267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SlDNJK0DvkI/AAAAAAAAA5o/8i3SYTEoJ9A/s200/DSC02267.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355005514348740162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SlDNlby9cLI/AAAAAAAAA5w/BwFC13IUO4U/s1600-h/DSC02271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SlDNlby9cLI/AAAAAAAAA5w/BwFC13IUO4U/s200/DSC02271.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355005999943872690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SlDN9eActMI/AAAAAAAAA54/Ri5B4j0kFtg/s1600-h/DSC02273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SlDN9eActMI/AAAAAAAAA54/Ri5B4j0kFtg/s200/DSC02273.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355006412854179010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SlDOeaij6VI/AAAAAAAAA6A/o93x_oW_K7E/s1600-h/DSC02275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SlDOeaij6VI/AAAAAAAAA6A/o93x_oW_K7E/s200/DSC02275.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355006978859198802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SlDQXEhH6KI/AAAAAAAAA6I/1vnwHe7nQQs/s1600-h/debate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SlDQXEhH6KI/AAAAAAAAA6I/1vnwHe7nQQs/s200/debate.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355009051711760546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Some parts were boring but the way people debated surprised me. :O&lt;br /&gt;The motion I love most was 'This House Believes That Marriage Should Only Be Between A Male and a Female'.&lt;br /&gt;They talked bout gays and anal sex. Funny. :D&lt;br /&gt;The finals were between Bukit Sentosa and Catholic High.&lt;br /&gt;After the finals, the judges went out of the auditorium to decide which team should be the winner.&lt;br /&gt;The host wanted to keep us entertained.&lt;br /&gt;He asked whether any volunteer wanted to sing.&lt;br /&gt;Our school chanted Mirza's name but he was such a pussy.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Sorry Mirza.&lt;br /&gt;Instead, Kala, Aiemen and Ram went up to sing 'I Believe I Can Fly.'&lt;br /&gt;Oh my God. It was so embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;Such jokers. I laughed my ass off.&lt;br /&gt;The winner went to Bukit Sentosa.&lt;br /&gt;Congrats.&lt;br /&gt;Later, got a lift home from Asmeeta's dad.&lt;br /&gt;Since Aneesha came along, Asmeeta, Aiemen, Denise, Farah and I had to cramp at the back of the Mercedes.&lt;br /&gt;Before dropping me off, Aiemen and Denise were dropped off at Denise's house.&lt;br /&gt;It was already 9.30 pm when I reached home.&lt;br /&gt;It felt weird to be in my school uniform on a Sunday night. :F&lt;br /&gt;I went to sleep in my school uniform because I was so darn tired.&lt;br /&gt;Was having headache too.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up again bout 1 something to shower.&lt;br /&gt;Mum asked if I wanted to eat coz I hadn't had my dinner but I was too tired to be hungry. D:&lt;br /&gt;Went back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could only remember these few occasions below from Monday to Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SlDJMlNn8ZI/AAAAAAAAA44/-ohKBphQgsY/s1600-h/IMG_6252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SlDJMlNn8ZI/AAAAAAAAA44/-ohKBphQgsY/s200/IMG_6252.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355001174928388498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Took class picture.&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't feeling well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SlDJcZ2cDcI/AAAAAAAAA5A/k27rtCj3efA/s1600-h/IMG_7194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SlDJcZ2cDcI/AAAAAAAAA5A/k27rtCj3efA/s200/IMG_7194.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355001446756257218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SlDJrv8Y3QI/AAAAAAAAA5I/YPkFC2c4OSQ/s1600-h/IMG_7275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SlDJrv8Y3QI/AAAAAAAAA5I/YPkFC2c4OSQ/s200/IMG_7275.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355001710384831746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SlDKUK7ORfI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/oPM-Al4X5PE/s1600-h/IMG_7293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SlDKUK7ORfI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/oPM-Al4X5PE/s200/IMG_7293.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355002404822468082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Took Geo Club's picture and basketball team picture. :D&lt;br /&gt;Photos credits to Fariz. Thanks, dude.&lt;br /&gt;Had training after school at BSC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;Still played PE in the rain although I wasn't feeling well.&lt;br /&gt;It was fun though. :D&lt;br /&gt;When I was walking down to the Chemistry lab while happily eating my Munchy's mini, the guys from 4 Maju attacked me like rapists.&lt;br /&gt;Tried to run but there were bout 6 of them coming from every directions. D:&lt;br /&gt;They took all my biscuits as if they hadn't ate for years. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Evil people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum's nagging me to eat dinner.&lt;br /&gt;It's so annoying.&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when I already know what I'm supposed to do but someone keeps nagging me bout it.&lt;br /&gt;It's just that I'll do it at a different time.&lt;br /&gt;I know how to manage my time, alright?&lt;br /&gt;GAH!&lt;br /&gt;Will continue later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SlDIhKsqRNI/AAAAAAAAA4w/YHWvLv6eIdU/s1600-h/transformers-revenge-of-the-fallen-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 125px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SlDIhKsqRNI/AAAAAAAAA4w/YHWvLv6eIdU/s200/transformers-revenge-of-the-fallen-poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355000429076432082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After planning it for more than a week, 23 people showed up for 'Transformers : Revenge of The Fallen'.&lt;br /&gt;Kala told everyone to meet up at GSC at 3.15 pm.&lt;br /&gt;All the girls reached at the same time, coincidentally.&lt;br /&gt;There were only 5 of us by the way.&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, it's always like that.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why either. o_o&lt;br /&gt;We went up to GSC but no one was there. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Leyla : Let's hide behind the pole. Then, when the boys reached we'll walk out slowly as if we just came.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. We ended up in chatting in MPH till the boys asked us to meet at GSC.&lt;br /&gt;Met the whole gang of them.&lt;br /&gt;Made a huge circle right in front of the escalator, blocking people's pathway.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. How retarded.&lt;br /&gt;The girls eventually left the guys for Ice Kacang in Food Garden.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;When we came out, the whole gang of guys were waiting for us outside. O_O&lt;br /&gt;Then, they built another circle to think of where to eat.&lt;br /&gt;While they were busy thinking, Mirza told me to follow him.&lt;br /&gt;So, we went window shopping for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;The whole gang of them were still there when we went back. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Then, they decided to have dinner in Sushi King before going for the movie which is at 6.30 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SlDQtlZZApI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/1FA3qPE-RYQ/s1600-h/DSC02276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SlDQtlZZApI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/1FA3qPE-RYQ/s200/DSC02276.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355009438494818962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The rest were far behind so we thought they don't wanna have dinner since the original plan was to eat after the movie.&lt;br /&gt;When we got a table, I asked where was Shakila.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Where's she?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I texted her.&lt;br /&gt;Half way eating, we realized that the whole gang was outside.&lt;br /&gt;Kala went out to talk to them.&lt;br /&gt;They were angry we didn't get a table for them or something.&lt;br /&gt;Shakila was emo. Like, seriously very very emo. o_o&lt;br /&gt;Then, I checked my sent messages and realized that I accidentally sent that message to Mayuran. -.-&lt;br /&gt;We were running late so we quickly went into the theater after our dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Cherish and I received a text from Shakila telling us that she's mad at us.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agree it's partly our fault but she could've came in and joined us.&lt;br /&gt;Was kinda annoyed but whattheheck, it's over now.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, pal.&lt;br /&gt;After movies, went Chillis but it was packed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SlDY0WpKtGI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/FE09ef5uM3g/s1600-h/DSC02279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/SlDY0WpKtGI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/FE09ef5uM3g/s200/DSC02279.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355018350886564962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tried Spaghetti Grill but they took too long to get the tables ready and half of them didn't want it.&lt;br /&gt;After all the havoc, they settled for KFC. -.-&lt;br /&gt;I was the only girl left.&lt;br /&gt;So, I called my mum to pick me up since I already had my dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Reached home 10 something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like everyone said, Transformers 2 was massively awesome! :D&lt;br /&gt;Will not be a spoiler for those that haven't watch.&lt;br /&gt;Definitely worth your 2 and a half hours.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watch it again. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept for the whole day today.&lt;br /&gt;Was bored but too lazy to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, Izaac, the current youngest cousin, came to my house today.&lt;br /&gt;He's such a cute dimbo. (:&lt;br /&gt;My soon-to-be-youngest cousin whom is Izaac's sister will be named Isis.&lt;br /&gt;Coolio. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's weird that so many people asked me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"How's your day?" &lt;/span&gt;today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm too damn lazy to recheck my post.&lt;br /&gt;Please pardon my grammatical errors and boring post. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight, world. 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(Damn, this is happening to often.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for not updating yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Was dead tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait. I'll update later.&lt;br /&gt;Hungry. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Back.&lt;br /&gt;Let's talk bout yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;// Edit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was all that I wrote yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Then, I went to sleep. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember what happened the day before yesterday. o_o&lt;br /&gt;Well, it was a Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;Oh right!&lt;br /&gt;There were not much studies.&lt;br /&gt;Shen Ni and I were &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wandering&lt;/span&gt; around school.&lt;br /&gt;Before the last period, we went to library to watch the debaters practise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, came home and quickly had my lunch.&lt;br /&gt;There were &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;visitors &lt;/span&gt;in my house. o_o&lt;br /&gt;There was this woman who &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;predict &lt;/span&gt;your &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;personalities&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;future&lt;/span&gt; etc. by referring to your birth date and name. I think.&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't really listening.&lt;br /&gt;She said that..&lt;br /&gt;I love to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sing&lt;/span&gt; ( Quite true. I sing everyday in front of my laptop and in the shower :P )&lt;br /&gt;I have characteristics of a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;leader&lt;/span&gt; ( Ho ho ho )&lt;br /&gt;I'll either marry a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rich man &lt;/span&gt;or have a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;successful career&lt;/span&gt; ( Why not both? :D )&lt;br /&gt;I use a lot of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;branded stuff &lt;/span&gt;( I think she checked out my closet D: )&lt;br /&gt;But she also said that I need to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;change my name&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;If not, I might not have a happy marriage or I might not have a successful career.&lt;br /&gt;Eesh.&lt;br /&gt;I love my name. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; walk &lt;/span&gt;to BSC for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;basketball practice&lt;/span&gt; since mum's busy.&lt;br /&gt;I organized it again.&lt;br /&gt;Decided to have one &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;every week&lt;/span&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;Only Athira, Aqilah and Michelle came.&lt;br /&gt;Adam, Sook Yaeng and Timothy tagged along for fun though.&lt;br /&gt;We started off with shooting hoops.&lt;br /&gt;Then, Michelle and I jogged &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3 rounds &lt;/span&gt;around the park.&lt;br /&gt;After Timothy left, we did 2 sets of 'Mobile' and 2 sets of '70-70'.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't do '24 seconds' as there were perverted construction workers watching us. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Divided teams and played games after that.&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't remember the scores.&lt;br /&gt;It started&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; drizzling&lt;/span&gt; when we were bout to left.&lt;br /&gt;Waited for mum in Michelle's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to shower then rushed to Mahsuri's tuition.&lt;br /&gt;I thought we were &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;late&lt;/span&gt; but there were only &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3 people&lt;/span&gt; there when we arrived. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept pretty early as I was darn tired.&lt;br /&gt;Probably because of practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday ; Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;Mum went back to Malacca&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; before&lt;/span&gt; I went to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During PJ, the girls played half court and the guys played on the other half.&lt;br /&gt;For the last 20 minutes, we &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;combined &lt;/span&gt;to play full court.&lt;br /&gt;Pang Yoong played with only&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; one shoe&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Someone stole his other shoe. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;The way he plays basketball is mad. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shen Ni, Karen, Brenda, Jemimah, Adam and I played &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;truth or dare&lt;/span&gt; for the last 2 periods.&lt;br /&gt;When I was in 2 Jujur, we used to play it a lot.&lt;br /&gt;In a very &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;big gang&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;We'd ask each other stupid questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"What colour underwear are you wearing?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Good ol' times. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No transport to and from tuition. Had to walk. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thought&lt;/span&gt; I was late for tuition so I walked &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;super fast&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Turned out that I was one of the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; earliest.&lt;/span&gt; -.-&lt;br /&gt;While walking back from tuition, wanted to reply Michelle's text.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;coincidentally&lt;/span&gt; met her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shouted&lt;/span&gt; her name so loudly. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;She told me that Mr. Rajahan &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;called &lt;/span&gt;her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Guess what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told her that Leyla &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;isn't &lt;/span&gt;the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;first&lt;/span&gt; in class. :O&lt;br /&gt;It is indeed a shocking news.&lt;br /&gt;She's like the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; top student&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Her lowest marks&lt;/span&gt; is probably &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my highest&lt;/span&gt;. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm dumb. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I officially &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hate &lt;/span&gt;number 23.&lt;br /&gt;My Add Maths marks and now, my position in class. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Lowest I've had in my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;entire life&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Damn it. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to blog but ended up sleeping off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today ; Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Everyone&lt;/span&gt; was asking each other &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Going to school tomorrow?" &lt;/span&gt;the night before because teacher told that we'll have to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;clean up&lt;/span&gt; our class on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Being students who really &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;do not give a damn&lt;/span&gt; bout our school, we usually &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; go.&lt;br /&gt;This time it's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;different&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I made up my mind and said&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "Let's all go to school. I'll bring camera."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; listened &lt;/span&gt;to me. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The result is...&lt;br /&gt;It was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ya all don't regret going right? &lt;/span&gt;;D&lt;br /&gt;English periods were relieved by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mrs. Haszleza&lt;/span&gt;, whom&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; just got married.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Extra information.&lt;br /&gt;We were &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cleaning&lt;/span&gt; the class tables with Cif, that stupid soap thingy.&lt;br /&gt;More like Michelle did.&lt;br /&gt;Jemimah claimed that she knows how to do it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the right way&lt;/span&gt; but it was a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; total failure&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Teacher was the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; pro&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What to do? &lt;/span&gt;Married, must be a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;professional housewife&lt;/span&gt;. :P&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Teacher was so bad.&lt;br /&gt;She started calling Jemimah and Michelle &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;maid&lt;/span&gt; since they were cleaning the tables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mrs. Haszleza : There. 2 maids here. From where ah? This this. *Points at Jemimah*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jemimah : I'm from Bangladesh.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Haszleza : Hahaha. Oh oh. That? *Points at Michelle*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jie Sze : That one China lah.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Haszleza : Eh. New maid! *Points at Shen Ni* This one from where?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jie Sze : Vietnamese lah she.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jie Sze : There. Sue Yin also.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Haszleza : Ya lah. ANOTHER maid. Again from?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jie Sze : Myanmar.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle : Kazakhstan!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shen Ni : Timbuktu lahhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syairah was so kind.&lt;br /&gt;During recess, she offered us the whole box of pizza. 8D&lt;br /&gt;Teacher had to stay in class with us.&lt;br /&gt;If not, the stupid prefects will make us go down for recess.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Ummi came to class early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mrs. Haszleza : Kak Ummi, you don't have a maid now right?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Ummi : Yea lah.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Haszleza : Nah, here got a lot. Bangladesh, China, Vietnam, Timbuktu.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jie Sze : But this Bangladeshy useless.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Haszleza : Yes, yes. True, true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. There were much more.&lt;br /&gt;I was laughing so much. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't &lt;/span&gt;take this seriously though.&lt;br /&gt;It was all just a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;joke&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;If it offended any of you, sorry. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we took plenty of pictures!&lt;br /&gt;Wooohooo~&lt;br /&gt;To view, click here :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php?ref=home#/album.php?aid=89570&amp;amp;id=646315958&amp;amp;ref=mf"&gt;Gay pictures :P&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're not my friend on Facebook, feel free to add me anytime.&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, I don't &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bite&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I only&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; lick&lt;/span&gt;. ;)&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha. Joke joke.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, just add me.&lt;br /&gt;I love making&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; new friends&lt;/span&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hakim started the a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;countdown&lt;/span&gt; till school ends.&lt;br /&gt;Epic fail.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Joker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back our Biology marks in tuition.&lt;br /&gt;72 %. Gah. So low. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s : R.I.P Michael Jackson ; King of Pop. You'll be dearly missed. 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O_O What subject?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jie Sze : Add Maths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turned out that my dream did &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;come true&lt;/span&gt; after all.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I fucking &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;failed&lt;/span&gt; my Add Maths.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I'm the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stupidest fag &lt;/span&gt;in the whole world right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;First time&lt;/span&gt; in my whole entire life I fail a subject.&lt;br /&gt;It isn't 16 % like what my dream predicted, it's &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;23%&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It's fucking &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;23 %&lt;/span&gt;. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Gahhh, I won't ever forget this.&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; hate &lt;/span&gt;number 23. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to know my marks during the last 3 period.&lt;br /&gt;Then, I accompanied Shen Ni and Karen to the staff room to give Mr. Rajahan the score book.&lt;br /&gt;As soon as I entered the staff room..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mr. Rajahan : Hah! Jie Sze! 23! Please don't come into the staff room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jie Sze : *Turns back and pretends to walk away*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mr. Nurkhairi : What? 23? Bribe teacher lah. *Winks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jie Sze : Fineee. Teacher, what you want?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mr. Rajahan : You know the massage center on top of your shop? I wanna go there. Can ah? You pay okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jie Sze : That's all? No problemmmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mr. Nurkhairi : He wants 2 hours you know? 1 hour not enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jie Sze : Can can. Just as long as I pass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mr. Rajahan : Okay ah. Eh, later I kena sue. Die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Teacher was kinda &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;serious &lt;/span&gt;bout it. O_O&lt;br /&gt;But I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ain't no cheater&lt;/span&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;The teachers are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jokers&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;They kept chatting and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;making fun of u&lt;/span&gt;s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mr. Rajahan : Eh. There, this is Karen. You know ah she number 1 in the list now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mr. Nurkhairi : Oh, in his list lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Woman teacher : Like that. You confirm get 125/ 130 for you BM essay paper next year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha. Teachers these days.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry woman teacher, I don't know your name. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rained&lt;/span&gt; before assembly started.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone went back to their classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We practically did not study anything today&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; except &lt;/span&gt;for the last 2 periods which was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chemistry&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Teacher taught but I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wasn't listening&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; didn't&lt;/span&gt; even &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;copy&lt;/span&gt; the notes or do the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;work&lt;/span&gt; she gave. 8)&lt;br /&gt;Instead, I was talking to Mayuran.&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mood&lt;/span&gt; was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ruined&lt;/span&gt; by the Add Maths marks.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;did &lt;/span&gt;see it coming but it's still very upsetting. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the Media Room then to the library for EST.&lt;br /&gt;When EST was over, a few of us did not go back to class.&lt;br /&gt;I was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;learning&lt;/span&gt; how to play &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We skipped one period of Sivic. :D&lt;br /&gt;Got back our Sivic's marks during the second period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;66 %&lt;/span&gt; but I don't bother.&lt;br /&gt;It's bloody Sivic. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Useless &lt;/span&gt;subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ranking in class&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; dropped &lt;/span&gt;because of my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3 weakest subjects&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Physics 61 %, History 46 %, Add Maths 23 %.&lt;br /&gt;Eesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In tuition, Mrs. Dev gave back our &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Physics&lt;/span&gt; test paper today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;55 %.&lt;/span&gt; Argh.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I find Physics so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;difficult&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clearly, I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;can't &lt;/span&gt;be an engineer.&lt;br /&gt;I'm neither good at Add Maths nor Physics.&lt;br /&gt;Not like I want to be one anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My self-motivation thingy shall be effective starting &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;next week&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta finish up my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;History&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Moral&lt;/span&gt; project by today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jie Sze : Congratulations! You passed Add Maths!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pang Yoong : How much you got?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jie Sze : Ahhhhh. Don't ask.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pang Yoong : HOW MUCH YOU GOT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jie Sze : Got lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pang Yoong : How much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jie Sze : 23.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pang Yoong : Oh. Hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jie Sze : I've got 23 for Add Maths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Annerjit : HAH?! SERIOUS? DON'T LIE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jie Sze : Haiyo. Add Maths. I'm gonna commit suicide now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Karen : I dare you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jie Sze : TEACHERRRRR. Look. I failed my Add Maths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mrs. Haszleza : 23? Oh. Good for you lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FML.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;font-size:85%;" &gt;Fuck my life.&lt;/span&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/1690049789899082901-7688173645478416048?l=izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/feeds/7688173645478416048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2009/06/54-twenty-three.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/7688173645478416048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/7688173645478416048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2009/06/54-twenty-three.html' title='&apos;54 Twenty Three.'/><author><name>Jie Sze.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03232027643547169672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TQltCWEz6uI/AAAAAAAABU4/nukty6gWi1g/S220/x1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1690049789899082901.post-572041116027068093</id><published>2009-06-22T21:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T22:14:14.736+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taggy waggy.'/><title type='text'>'53 Dumb questions, dumb me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I realized I was tagged by Nat a few days ago but was too lazy to do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Since I'm so bored now, here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Besides your lips , where is the favorite spot to get kissed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- A peck on my nose? Haha. I know I'm weird. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;2. How did you feel when you woke up this morning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Lazyyyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;3. Who was the last person / people you took a photo with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- I think it's Gurprem but the picture's blur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;4. Would you consider yourself spoiled?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Quite. In the sense of spending money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;5. Will you ever donate blood?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Yesh. Oh, I love injections. Don't ask. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;6. Have you ever had a best friend who was of the opposite sex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Many many many many &amp;amp; I love them. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;7. Do you want someone to be dead?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- No. I'm a holy person. Amen. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;8. What does your last text message say ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- "Adam passes to jie sze jie sze tries to for an alley-oope dunk but py tried to block her...wat happens next?" Omg. I just received it a few seconds ago. How random. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;9. What are you thinking right now ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Why is that message so random. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;1o. Do you want someone to be with you right now ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- I'm fine on my own. I just want my bed. I'm sleepy. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;11. What was the time you went to bed last night ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- 3 am. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;12. Where did you buy the tee you are wearing now ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Sri Petaling's night market. LOL. I'm poor kay?&lt;/span&gt; :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;13. Is someone on your mind right now ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Uh, no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;14. Who was the last person who text you ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Adam with that random message. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Person to do this quiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. Shakila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. Cherish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. Elicia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. Zen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5. Qistina Siregar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;6. Pang Yoong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;7. Adam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;8. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kala&lt;br /&gt;9. Michelle Lim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;15. Who is no.2 having a relationship with ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- [Cherish] Me. ;) Neh, I don't want her. No one does. LOL. Joking Joking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Go get her quick! She's single and available. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;16. Is no.3 a male or a female?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- [Elicia] You know what? I'm not sure. :O HAHA. She's a male. I mean female. Yeah, female. 8D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;17. If no.7 and no.1 get together , would it be a good?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- [Adam &amp;amp; Shakila]  HAHAHAHAHA. Man, I'll laugh all day long. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;18. What is no.1 studying about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- [Shakila] Studying bout how to completely hate someone. LOL. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;19. When was the last time you chatted with them ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- I chat with them almost everyday. Heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;20.Is no.4 single?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- [Zen] He should be. Wait wait, I think he's... gay! *gasp and runs away* ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;21. Say something about no. 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- [Cherish] She's Darth Vader. Beware! She likes rabbit. :P She's a nerd. 8) She's also my partner in crime. Ho ho ho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;22. What do you think about no.3 &amp;amp; no.6 being together?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- [Elicia &amp;amp; Pang Yoong] Hahahahahahaha. I'll laugh all day long too. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;23. Describe no.9.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- [Michelle Lim] Mother of the class. Strict as hell. She's gonna be a psychologist cause she's psycho. HAHA. Joke joke. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;24. What will you do if no.6 and no.7 fight ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- [Pang Yoong &amp;amp; Adam] They always do. I don't bother. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;25. Do you like 8?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- [Kala] He claims that I love him. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's bout it.&lt;br /&gt;Those that doesn't have a blog and are tagged, do it somewhere else. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nike, Nike, Nike. :D&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/1690049789899082901-572041116027068093?l=izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/feeds/572041116027068093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2009/06/53-dumb-questions-dumb-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/572041116027068093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/572041116027068093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2009/06/53-dumb-questions-dumb-me.html' title='&apos;53 Dumb questions, dumb me.'/><author><name>Jie Sze.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03232027643547169672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TQltCWEz6uI/AAAAAAAABU4/nukty6gWi1g/S220/x1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1690049789899082901.post-8087561493932899172</id><published>2009-06-22T20:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T21:17:16.994+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nike Shoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Swine flu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mr. Khairi&apos;s number 1'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Discussion'/><title type='text'>'52 Nike FTW.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NIKE SHOES ARE SO FRIGGIN FABULOUS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can search for&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; all &lt;/span&gt;the Nike shoes in the net on and on for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hours&lt;/span&gt;. :O&lt;br /&gt;I'm going crazy looking at them. o_o&lt;br /&gt;Especially &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nike Dunk Lows&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Ho Mai Gwad.&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting so excited just by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;looking&lt;/span&gt; at the pictures. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ya know, those modified Nike shoes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, their known as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nike iD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want one!&lt;br /&gt;To view, please click :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.google.com.my/images?gbv=2&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;sa=1&amp;amp;q=Nike+iD&amp;amp;btnG=Search+images&amp;amp;aq=f&amp;amp;oq="&gt;Awesome Nike iD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;News of the day :&lt;br /&gt;I received a test paper that changed my&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; lowest marks &lt;/span&gt;to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;46 %.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's the freaking&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; History paper&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't read it at all.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt; all the stupid crap written in the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;textbook&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Next year, my cousin &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; have to learn &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Malaysia's History &lt;/span&gt;anymore coz she's moving to an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;international school&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lucky&lt;/span&gt; her!&lt;br /&gt;If History's this bad, I don't even wanna know my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Add Maths&lt;/span&gt; marks.&lt;br /&gt;We didn't get back our test papers today although there &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt; Add Maths lesson.&lt;br /&gt;Teacher is absent&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; again&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I have a feeling she &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; wants to give pack our papers.&lt;br /&gt;Probably because it's so bad that she's afraid I'd go&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; commit suicide&lt;/span&gt;, which she is possibly right.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Neh, kidding.&lt;br /&gt;I saw a glance of the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Physics marks&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Mine is definitely&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; not&lt;/span&gt; an A. :/&lt;br /&gt;Gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The assembly this morning was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;extraordinarily long&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;My ass was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;numb&lt;/span&gt;. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During assembly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mr. Khairi : Finally, Karen! You've changed your uniform. Now I really really like you. You're my number 1 favourite now.&lt;/span&gt; (x3) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;See I remember your name. Karen, good for you. I like you. &lt;/span&gt;(x3) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wo ai ni, Karen. &lt;/span&gt;(x3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Karen is now Mr. Khairi's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#1&lt;/span&gt; favourite!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hahahahahaha. We couldn't hold back our laughters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Saw those x3 in brackets?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He kept &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;repeating&lt;/span&gt; his lines. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths teacher started on a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;new chapter&lt;/span&gt; today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;First lesson&lt;/span&gt; after about a month.&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; be listening.&lt;br /&gt;Kala suddenly called me, so I went to sit next to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kala : Eh, eh, eh. Wanna watch transformers 2? ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jie Sze : O_O When?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kala : Don't know. One day. Come, let's organize.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jie Sze : Uhhh.. Kay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we started discussing who to invite etc.&lt;br /&gt;Turned out that we listed&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 20 over&lt;/span&gt; people.&lt;br /&gt;O_O&lt;br /&gt;Omg. Let's just book the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; whole&lt;/span&gt; cinema hall.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Kala went asking people and he suddenly &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;disappeared&lt;/span&gt; from the class.&lt;br /&gt;So, I was left talking to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mayuran&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shakila&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Mayuran was trying to explain where exactly his &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;house&lt;/span&gt; is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mayuran : Do you know where's Atria?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jie Sze : Yeh. I guess?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mayuran : Aiyo. You know can dy lah. It's around there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shakila : So, you live IN Atria?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mayuran : NO NO. I don't live in Atria like a clown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jie Sze : Then where do you live?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mayuran : AIYOHHHHH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accounts was so nice today.&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; stayed back&lt;/span&gt; to finish &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all &lt;/span&gt;my homework that I haven't handed in and there's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no homework &lt;/span&gt;today. Wee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Elaine : Your school temporarily closed down coz there's swine flu right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Danielle : NO. Where got? Never close down but one of the girls has swine flu lah, I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Teacher : OH MY GOD. Got swine flu you come tuition? You better don't come. If not, all of us will end up in the hospital studying accounts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Swine Flu?!&lt;/span&gt; D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been online &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;since&lt;/span&gt; I came home.&lt;br /&gt;That self-motivation thingy still &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ain't working&lt;/span&gt; yet.&lt;br /&gt;I'll &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;try&lt;/span&gt; to start it today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No promises&lt;/span&gt; though. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to eat porridge now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/Sj-AkxjoJoI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/AcInOu5eAtI/s1600-h/Nike+Macaroni.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 104px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/Sj-AkxjoJoI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/AcInOu5eAtI/s200/Nike+Macaroni.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350136251605853826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I'd die out of awesomeness if someone give me one pair of Nike Zoom Lebron Low III Worlds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1690049789899082901-8087561493932899172?l=izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/feeds/8087561493932899172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2009/06/52-nike-ftw.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/8087561493932899172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/8087561493932899172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2009/06/52-nike-ftw.html' title='&apos;52 Nike FTW.'/><author><name>Jie Sze.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03232027643547169672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TQltCWEz6uI/AAAAAAAABU4/nukty6gWi1g/S220/x1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/Sj-AkxjoJoI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/AcInOu5eAtI/s72-c/Nike+Macaroni.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1690049789899082901.post-1648495559025674866</id><published>2009-06-22T00:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T01:35:40.366+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horrible dream'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twitter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family problems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='father&apos;s day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='famous bloggers'/><title type='text'>'51 It doesn't matter cause you don't bother.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;About the Moral project...&lt;br /&gt;Uhm, I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; even start on it.&lt;br /&gt;Heh. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's already 12.34 am.&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I tell myself to start on the project I'd be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Aiya, there's so much more time."&lt;br /&gt;That explains it all, doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'll just wait till I get &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;screwed&lt;/span&gt; by Miss Teoh tomorrow. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a nap between 6 - 8.30 pm.&lt;br /&gt;That's my nap, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2 and a half hours&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand how people can sleep for only &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;30 minutes&lt;/span&gt; or even &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10 minutes&lt;/span&gt;. O_O&lt;br /&gt;Once I set my back on the bed, that's it.&lt;br /&gt;No more waking up until my body gets enough &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;energy &lt;/span&gt;which the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; least&lt;/span&gt; is probably 1 hour. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been reading a few famous blogs such as :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xiaxue.blogspot.com/"&gt;Xia Xue's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kennysia.com/"&gt;Kenny Sia's &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously don't get how people get so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;famous&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;blogging&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, they're really &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;At least the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; both bloggers&lt;/span&gt; that I've listed are.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be a famous blogger too but I don't think I'm qualified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Not yet&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe they got famous by signing up on web hosters.&lt;br /&gt;Then, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the web hosters will advertise them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They seem to have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;party&lt;/span&gt; for bloggers. :O&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's because of their&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; wide circle of friends&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I obviously &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;don't &lt;/span&gt;have one although I do want one.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna meet more &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;new &lt;/span&gt;people.&lt;br /&gt;Bring me out!&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how these&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; famous blogger thingy&lt;/span&gt; works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anyone has any idea? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Before&lt;/span&gt; I started this blog, I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wanted&lt;/span&gt; to make a blog to help people by giving&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; advices&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I know I ain't no&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; adult &lt;/span&gt;that has &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fully matured mind&lt;/span&gt; nor am I a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;perfect&lt;/span&gt; person.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I just wanna help out as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;much&lt;/span&gt; as I could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do all of you think it's a good idea? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me know, please. Thanks. (:&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I could do that and at the same time, blog like how I usually do.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah? No?&lt;br /&gt;Will be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;waiting&lt;/span&gt; for answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But everytime I ask questions on my blog, there seem to me only &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;one or two&lt;/span&gt; replies.&lt;br /&gt;That's super sad. :/&lt;br /&gt;I only advertise my blog on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MSN&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; on Facebook or anywhere else.&lt;br /&gt;Probably because I do mind what people think of me.&lt;br /&gt;That's bad. :O&lt;br /&gt;I always &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thought&lt;/span&gt; I don't bother what people say.&lt;br /&gt;Guess I was just lying to myself afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those famous bloggers blog bout&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; useful and interesting things&lt;/span&gt; while I just blog bout my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;boring everyday life&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Most people&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; aren't&lt;/span&gt; interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Am I right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially people that doesn't know me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;in person&lt;/span&gt;, they wouldn't even be bothered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Why the heck do I wanna know what she does?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exactly.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wouldn't bother&lt;/span&gt; reading blogs made by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;strangers &lt;/span&gt;either.&lt;br /&gt;Unless their like Xia Xue or Kenny Sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to post &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ads&lt;/span&gt; on my blog too.&lt;br /&gt;However, I must be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18 &lt;/span&gt;to do so. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find that people &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dislike&lt;/span&gt; reading blogs with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;small words&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, mine's the average size.&lt;br /&gt;But my blog's&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; boring&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don'tcha think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to make it a lil more interesting when I have the time to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I made a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Twitter&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't think of any &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;interesting username&lt;/span&gt; so I just used my own.&lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;special &lt;/span&gt;enough. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/JieSze"&gt;Follow me on Twitter.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost forgot that today's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Father's Day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Did not &lt;/span&gt;celebrate Father's Day.&lt;br /&gt;It's usual.&lt;br /&gt;My family is not like those &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jolly and merry families&lt;/span&gt;, we're ever so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dull&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and humdrum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dad&lt;/span&gt;'s always busy with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;work&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mum&lt;/span&gt;'s currently always away to Malacca to&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; take care of grandma&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Elder brother&lt;/span&gt;'s busy with his&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; own life&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Besides, he's going off to&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; UK &lt;/span&gt;soon.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; stopped &lt;/span&gt;being close to him since I was around 12.&lt;br /&gt;We don't talk to each other &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;unless &lt;/span&gt;it's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;necessary&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;When I was younger, I would play with him all sort of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;As I grow, I slowly&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; realized &lt;/span&gt;that he's such a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; selfish jerk &lt;/span&gt;and started to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt; his attitude.&lt;br /&gt;I must say I do &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;envy&lt;/span&gt; those&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; close relationships &lt;/span&gt;between brothers and sisters at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Younger brother&lt;/span&gt;'s the worst.&lt;br /&gt;We do talk &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;more than&lt;/span&gt; my elder brother and I but most of the times we just &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;argue&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;He's a fucking spoilt brat. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family is perhaps one of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;worse&lt;/span&gt; families in the world.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;I hate the all fucking &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;family problems &lt;/span&gt;I have to face.&lt;br /&gt;That's why I never liked &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;staying at home&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I'd rather be out somewhere &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;alone&lt;/span&gt;. :/&lt;br /&gt;I can run away from them&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; but &lt;/span&gt;at the end of the day, I'll&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; still &lt;/span&gt;have to face them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Father's Day, Daddy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;won't&lt;/span&gt; even know I wished you.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't even seen you the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;Owh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Did I tell you all bout the dream I had the night before last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;scarier&lt;/span&gt; than the dream I had bout the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; rapist&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;At least in that dream, some &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hero&lt;/span&gt; came to save me.&lt;br /&gt;This one.. it's totally&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; horrible&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt that I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;failed &lt;/span&gt;my&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Add Maths&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;I saw the report card with a&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; red &lt;/span&gt;mark on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;16 %.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF. I swear I was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;shocked&lt;/span&gt; to death.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up with a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; sigh of relief&lt;/span&gt;, thanking &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt; that it was&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; just a dream&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I wish dreams do &lt;u&gt;NOT&lt;/u&gt; come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to bed soon.&lt;br /&gt;No more nightmares, please. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1690049789899082901-1648495559025674866?l=izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/feeds/1648495559025674866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2009/06/51-it-doesnt-matter-cause-you-dont.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/1648495559025674866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1690049789899082901/posts/default/1648495559025674866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izawaszeszhellonzeszeszhore.blogspot.com/2009/06/51-it-doesnt-matter-cause-you-dont.html' title='&apos;51 It doesn&apos;t matter cause you don&apos;t bother.'/><author><name>Jie Sze.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03232027643547169672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/TQltCWEz6uI/AAAAAAAABU4/nukty6gWi1g/S220/x1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1690049789899082901.post-9000712797492563502</id><published>2009-06-20T22:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T13:10:20.736+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Night At The Museum 2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Practice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wii'/><title type='text'>'50 Boom, Boom, Fire power!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Magic is so unreal.&lt;br /&gt;I'm currrently in the living room watching &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Breaking The Magician's Code'&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Tune in to AXN every &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9 pm&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Today's a repeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why the hell am I advertising for them?&lt;/span&gt; -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I was too tired to update, especially after posting and rechecking the previous post.&lt;br /&gt;So sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle's dad sent Trishna and us to the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;school park&lt;/span&gt; yesterday morning.&lt;br /&gt;There was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no one&lt;/span&gt; we knew around when we reached.&lt;br /&gt;I thought maybe no one wanted come for the practice.&lt;br /&gt;It turned out that I was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Haarrathi came a lil after we arrived.&lt;br /&gt;Shot hoops while &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;waiting&lt;/span&gt; for the others to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Half an hour&lt;/span&gt; passed by but there was no sign of other basketballers.&lt;br /&gt;So, we started by&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 7 rounds&lt;/span&gt; of jogs around the park.&lt;br /&gt;As we were bout to finish, Emily came.&lt;br /&gt;She just got back from&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; London &lt;/span&gt;a day before.&lt;br /&gt;She&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; found out &lt;/span&gt;there's practice through &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Posting things on facebook works after all but only for a person. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Jemimah too came.&lt;br /&gt;She was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;45 minutes late&lt;/span&gt;. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Then, did one set of 'Mobile', one set of '70-70', practiced passing, one set of '24 seconds'.&lt;br /&gt;Played games after that.&lt;br /&gt;Haarrathi and I were&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; against&lt;/span&gt; Jemimah, Michelle and Trishna.&lt;br /&gt;Emily went home.&lt;br /&gt;I had fun &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;scoring&lt;/span&gt;. ;)&lt;br /&gt;Practice ended at 10.&lt;br /&gt;Am quite satisfied since it's our &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;first practice after months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, only &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 &lt;/span&gt;out of the whole school team came.&lt;br /&gt;Trishna is a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; newcomer&lt;/span&gt; but she's quite &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Guess because she has&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Arjuna's gene&lt;/span&gt;. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;By the way, Arjuna is her brother. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pro&lt;/span&gt; in basketball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as I got home, went to shower and got ready to go out.&lt;br /&gt;Karen was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;supposed&lt;/span&gt; to come my house but she &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; show up.&lt;br /&gt;Kept calling her but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no one &lt;/span&gt;picked up.&lt;br /&gt;At last, Michelle and I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;left &lt;/span&gt;her.&lt;br /&gt;Reached Mid Valley.&lt;br /&gt;Although we booked tickets the night before, we didn't wanna waste an extra RM1.&lt;br /&gt;Since there were so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;little&lt;/span&gt; people, we lined up to buy the tickets.&lt;br /&gt;Turned out that we got the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;seats&lt;/span&gt; that we&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; booked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Just that we saved RM1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Smart eh?&lt;/span&gt; ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Transformers 2&lt;/span&gt; is coming out next Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;Advance tickets are now&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; available&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jie Sze : Excuse me, we can buy Transformers tickets now right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Guy : Yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jie Sze : Do we have to line up there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Guy : No no, you can buy here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jie Sze : Oh, it's on Wednesday right? So, the tickets.. are they RM 7 or what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Guy : No, it's a blockbuster movie. It's RM 12.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Michelle : Eh, that guy talking to you as if you're dumb. As if you don't know that it's a blockbuster movie. We just wanted to know, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Stupid fellar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited for Shakila.&lt;br /&gt;Got into the theater just in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/Sj2pE2wdBuI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/Ye-1OqwD7sk/s1600-h/natm2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/Sj2pE2wdBuI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/Ye-1OqwD7sk/s200/natm2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349617833269331682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Michelle : Wait, this is a comedy movie right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jie Sze : Nooo, it's horror movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shakila : Noooo, it's a sad movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pfft. Michelle Michelle.&lt;br /&gt;The movie was okay.&lt;br /&gt;Funny but I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; laughed till I&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; cried&lt;/span&gt; or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karen called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;during&lt;/span&gt; the movie.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't answer but Michelle did.&lt;br /&gt;She told Michelle she &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;just &lt;/span&gt;woke up.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;last ones&lt;/span&gt; to leave the theater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shakila : Go lah. What are you all still doing here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Michelle : I spent 11 bucks for this movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha. Wth. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cheapskate&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went Food Garden for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;I had &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Italian Spaghetti with Chicken Ham in Tomato Sos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The name is so damn long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wanna know how I remembered them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept asking Michelle and Shakila what the hell is it but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no one answered&lt;/span&gt; me so I kept &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;repeating&lt;/span&gt;. Eesh. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, went to pharmacy coz Shakila wanted to buy &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Went back to Food Garden &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;again &lt;/span&gt;after that.&lt;br /&gt;For &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;desserts&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Michelle and I shared &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ice Kacang Special&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ice Mango Special&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Shakila had her usual Water Chestnut.&lt;br /&gt;Once again started our crap.&lt;br /&gt;I don't recall our conversations.&lt;br /&gt;All I know is we&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; laughed a lot&lt;/span&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I changed my&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Singapore dollars&lt;/span&gt; to ringgit.&lt;br /&gt;Money. $.$&lt;br /&gt;Weeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around The Gardens for a tad.&lt;br /&gt;Michelle then called her dad to pick us up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Michelle's house.&lt;br /&gt;Played Wii &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I promised ya all to post more pictures.&lt;br /&gt;Here you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/Sj2ukpgYTOI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/GydOZLcKQ6g/s1600-h/DSC02124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/Sj2ukpgYTOI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/GydOZLcKQ6g/s200/DSC02124.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349623877026204898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XH-niXP6lOU/Sj2vlfLUp8I/AAAAAAAAA3g/CCLawRNo3KI/s1600-h/DSC02128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: cen
