<?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-6671967009255323412</id><updated>2011-07-08T19:33:14.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The way it is.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' 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expressing myself too much?&lt;br /&gt;I feel like people know me more then I know them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll close this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm,.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be closing my blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-3481496758188502998?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/3481496758188502998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2010/02/close.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/3481496758188502998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/3481496758188502998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2010/02/close.html' title='Close?'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-2078955621757302009</id><published>2010-02-07T21:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T21:31:54.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sian.</title><content type='html'>Haiyah.&lt;br /&gt;Missed out on Luke's gig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But papa's birthday celebration was also fun.&lt;br /&gt;Velyvely bloatedd.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upcoming events?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qi's basketball match.&lt;br /&gt;Chloe's guitar session.&lt;br /&gt;Luke's gig again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I ask her out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiyahh.&lt;br /&gt;sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zul so cowardly.&lt;br /&gt;Tsk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-2078955621757302009?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/2078955621757302009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2010/02/sian.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/2078955621757302009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/2078955621757302009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2010/02/sian.html' title='Sian.'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-801997646868013960</id><published>2010-02-06T23:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T03:45:55.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time.</title><content type='html'>There's no time machine in this world.&lt;br /&gt;There's no way you can go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna do something, just do it.&lt;br /&gt;Why hold back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would happen if you do this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, what would?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do it, and you'll find out.&lt;br /&gt;Don't do it, and you'll truly regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but son't be a stupid asshole and rob banks and such.&lt;br /&gt;That's fucking moronic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do great stuff that's benificial to you and others.&lt;br /&gt;Don't hold back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do something to make others smile.&lt;br /&gt;Do something to make the people you love smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go and do something special for her, eventhough you know it's already over and you can't turn back time.&lt;br /&gt;Tell her that you'll never forget.&lt;br /&gt;Pluck up all the courage you have to not make your lips shiver while singing her a song for her birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do or die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't turn back time.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry to say that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you can start anew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So don't waste your time wishing to turn back time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go and do something to make things normal again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If, you find something missing somewhere..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edited cause maybe theres some misunderstandings;&lt;br /&gt;SO why the hellllllll ammm i sooooo bloody afraid to ask her out on v day?!&lt;br /&gt;OH right. cause v day is on chinese new year and she has to spend time with her family and im afraid of her rejection.&lt;br /&gt;I can do the above but i cant do this. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Ng Hui Ru gave me a wonderful idea! go out with her on another day!&lt;br /&gt;wow.&lt;br /&gt;haha, :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is confusing,&lt;br /&gt;sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*this post was meant for me. "you" is refering to me. its me talking to myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-801997646868013960?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/801997646868013960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2010/02/time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/801997646868013960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/801997646868013960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2010/02/time.html' title='Time.'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-5343002489368016612</id><published>2010-02-06T01:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T01:52:09.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ty!</title><content type='html'>&amp; thank you HENG HWEE CHANG for tehh veriiii naiseeeee pullllohverrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;i like.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-5343002489368016612?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/5343002489368016612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2010/02/ty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/5343002489368016612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/5343002489368016612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2010/02/ty.html' title='ty!'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-8372644863696120788</id><published>2010-02-06T01:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T01:50:16.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>harluuuuuu.</title><content type='html'>Harluuuu peaplehhh.&lt;br /&gt;I am now going to blog through an itouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kewl seeolddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay. my target is to blog till my eyes cant open no more.&lt;br /&gt;so here goes nothing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*music plays*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what I did so far in life.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(CHEY, so dramatic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, what are the significant events that I can remember without me looking at my diaryyy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The latest one is me going out with Clowayyyyy. (Chloe)&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to go to East Coast Park cause I was suppose to teach her how to play the guitar.&lt;br /&gt;(CHEY, Zul seyyyy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, :$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay, we planned to go to ecp.&lt;br /&gt;but then lazy uhh.&lt;br /&gt;somemore so far.&lt;br /&gt;and the transport fare for me is COSTLY ypu know!&lt;br /&gt;not a student anymore..&lt;br /&gt;*sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yew Tee to Hougang area; $3plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad-ed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, we went to vivo coty instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate burgerking first.&lt;br /&gt;she's so fascinated by little kids.&lt;br /&gt;but i also am.&lt;br /&gt;muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that blahblahblahhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to the rooftop, i thought her, she asked me to teach her again next week, i said see first, she said okay, i said alright,&lt;br /&gt;and we went home.&lt;br /&gt;afrer printing her fnn things and teaching her some more stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the wind on the rooftop is veriiiiiii the naise i tell youuuuu.&lt;br /&gt;somemore got dinosaurs you know!&lt;br /&gt;right Chloe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(kay, as if she knows my blog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went home.&lt;br /&gt;shook her hand, which is kinda weird;&lt;br /&gt;cause we were sitting sidebyside,&lt;br /&gt;i was on the left, she was on the right,&lt;br /&gt;i used my right hand to shake her left hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay, funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND then, i went to Diyanah's void deck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you guys: For what Zul??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To surprise her during her birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay, info;&lt;br /&gt;i went out with Chloe on 4th Feb, which is also Diyanah's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;i went to HENG HWEE CHANG's place first to chillchill.&lt;br /&gt;then met Chloe.&lt;br /&gt;then the above thing happened.&lt;br /&gt;then i went to Diyanah's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what did i do to surprise diyanah?&lt;br /&gt;ask her your bloody self.&lt;br /&gt;(y).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;i thought i could blog about more than one day.&lt;br /&gt;but TOO BAD.&lt;br /&gt;my eyes dying alreadyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next time uh. &lt;br /&gt;muahahahahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot wait for school to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baibai peaplehhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;goodnighttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-8372644863696120788?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/8372644863696120788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2010/02/harluuuuuu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/8372644863696120788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/8372644863696120788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2010/02/harluuuuuu.html' title='harluuuuuu.'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-3290723821140009628</id><published>2010-02-01T03:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T22:13:07.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi Zul :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hi bestfriend. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was meant to be a surprise entry, but i think you know about this already (because I told you last night). Hahah. &amp;amp; I thought I remembered your password clearly.. I THOUGHT. I had to browse through our 4, 372KB chat history to find it - that's how bad it is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't been talking to you lately. You've been busy with i-don't-know what, or rather you'll never stop being busy with i-don't-know what. For your own good, please find time to rest. (Hopefully by the time you read this, you've rest more than enough.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey, we're all gonna embark on a new journey of our life in about two months time, and you're allocated to somewhere you like, somewhere you wish to be in, and most importantly somewhere you wanted. I'm feeling very happy for you. :) Yet again, our school is as far as the distance between heaven and hell. Honestly speaking, I can forsee that we'll be even more distant, and having more struggle in the number of words we type. But whatever is the case, I'll still reserve the place which read - bestfriend, for you. Okay, and all the best in achieving your goal(s) alright! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been thinking whether to publish this not. After all, is for you to read! So, I'll leave the desicion to you, and hopefully you'll notice this draft! If not ............. I'll be extremely sad. HAHAH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, I'll see you and your BANGS soon! Hahahahah! I need to sleep now! Goodnight! 8)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HweeChang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-3290723821140009628?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/3290723821140009628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2010/02/hi-zul.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/3290723821140009628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/3290723821140009628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2010/02/hi-zul.html' title='Hi Zul :)'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-1146135764221838094</id><published>2010-01-24T00:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T00:27:24.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SH.</title><content type='html'>Kay.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for not posting for a very long time.&lt;br /&gt;My computer sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened the past few days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jogging on Monday &amp;amp; Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Town on Wednesday to watch movie and such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Town on Thursday for idk. Followed people cause they wanna shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school on Friday at around 2.30plus for JA meeting on cross country.&lt;br /&gt;After that, went to Yingqi's basketball match.&lt;br /&gt;Dunearn won! WOOOOOOO~!&lt;br /&gt;Then, went to BBQ near Bukit Batok CC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah.. seriously lazy to get into details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next post more detailed lah kay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I've a new friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stacy Huang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jyeah.&lt;br /&gt;(Y).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay,&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takecare motherfs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-1146135764221838094?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/1146135764221838094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2010/01/sh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sial ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy ah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TSKTSKTSK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cannot make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-1165765214191256742?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/1165765214191256742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2010/01/youtube.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/1165765214191256742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/1165765214191256742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2010/01/youtube.html' title='Youtube.'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-6751459419386024621</id><published>2010-01-18T03:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T03:28:01.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh yeah.</title><content type='html'>I need to know what's worth fighting for again.&lt;br /&gt;or I'll just give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking headaches.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-6751459419386024621?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/6751459419386024621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2010/01/oh-yeah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/6751459419386024621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/6751459419386024621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2010/01/oh-yeah.html' title='Oh yeah.'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-781892898167865468</id><published>2010-01-18T03:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T03:17:29.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminder to self.</title><content type='html'>When I get a new laptop, these are the things I need to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Use Facebook, Twitter, and other stupid websites more often.&lt;br /&gt;2. Edit my blog.&lt;br /&gt;3. Post more pictures in my blog.&lt;br /&gt;4. Create a new email account cause this one's too long and I'm bored of it.&lt;br /&gt;5. Put games into that laptop.&lt;br /&gt;6. Play the games that I will put inside it.&lt;br /&gt;7. Buy an external hard disk drive.&lt;br /&gt;8. The wallpaper of that laptop must be naise &amp;amp; kul.&lt;br /&gt;9. Buy a laptop cover/casing/WHATEVER you call it.&lt;br /&gt;10. Get my youtube covers edited. They're so plain. I don't likeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please laptop.&lt;br /&gt;Come faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:l&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-781892898167865468?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/781892898167865468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2010/01/reminder-to-self.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/781892898167865468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/781892898167865468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2010/01/reminder-to-self.html' title='Reminder to self.'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-681795376735526977</id><published>2010-01-17T00:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T00:44:56.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things to do.</title><content type='html'>Things to do today, Sunday, 17th January 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eat a NORMAL breakfast.Milo with bread.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wake up earlier than my brother so I would not have the misery of him waking me up.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Clean the toilet.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jog.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go Lot 1 popular to buy a diary and more ink.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go buy lunch. Or maybe eat lunch at home. Who knows if my mum cooks or not.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rest on my bed while doing nothing. Kay, not nothing. Maybe just text? Set.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go toilet pee.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go draw or write.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bathe.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then slack again.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then computer.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then sleep.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SET AR. *malay accent*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-681795376735526977?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/681795376735526977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2010/01/things-to-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/681795376735526977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/681795376735526977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2010/01/things-to-do.html' title='Things to do.'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-5262955067860713273</id><published>2010-01-16T23:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T23:48:21.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Major headache.</title><content type='html'>Major headache in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW.&lt;br /&gt;what a way to start my morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; cause of that f*cking headache,&lt;br /&gt;I was late for the meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrived at 10amPLUS instead of 9am.&lt;br /&gt;sorry for being late peoplehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then blahblah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to suntec with Darryl to learn something from other people's religion.&lt;br /&gt;Quite interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to find more friends with other religion.&lt;br /&gt;Buddhist, Jew, and all.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I'm serious, not joking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's very interesting to learn other peoples' culture.&lt;br /&gt;(Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then met up with Swee Sheng at Bugis after he was done with being a tutor at Tiong Bahru.&lt;br /&gt;went to Bras Basah.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;:}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*if you wanna go out with me, go to bras basah. It'll make me damn happy.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to somerset for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Swee Sheng and I went to Yew Tee to eat dinner while Darryl and XX went to their class dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My eyes are watery..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wipe em with my short sleeves..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My heart is pounding..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't even force myself to move..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now, my hands are trembling..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I look out the window..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I said a prayer, eyes closed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*God, please help me get through this*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I opened my eyes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was gone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amin.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-5262955067860713273?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/5262955067860713273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2010/01/major-headache.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/5262955067860713273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/5262955067860713273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2010/01/major-headache.html' title='Major headache.'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-3563600700449521653</id><published>2010-01-16T02:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T02:31:17.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NHR</title><content type='html'>Kay, shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't sleep tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I don't want to.&lt;br /&gt;I just can't be late later.&lt;br /&gt;So, don't sleep &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lor&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta say thanks to this irritating 18 year old girl.&lt;br /&gt;She helped me boost my confidence on my covers a lot.&lt;br /&gt;But still, I have yet to give in to her on one thing;&lt;br /&gt;upload videos on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;idk&lt;/span&gt; why, but I just can't do it.&lt;br /&gt;too many people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;, thanks Hui Ru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good job. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;kay&lt;/span&gt;, NEXT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now, which is yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;cause it's already today, cause it's already 2.21am.&lt;br /&gt;get it?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;kay&lt;/span&gt;, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to celebrate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Syazwan's&lt;/span&gt; birthday.&lt;br /&gt;HELL YEAH.&lt;br /&gt;Fun &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;gilerrrr&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;indescribable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*just lazy to elaborate, and if I elaborate, some of you people may think wrongly of us. so better not elaborate yeah? yeah.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then had a headache.&lt;br /&gt;BUT &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;PANADOL&lt;/span&gt; SAVED THE DAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now left with 7 pills of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;CP&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Chloe's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;panadol&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find that buying a person medicine is the best thing.&lt;br /&gt;EVER.&lt;br /&gt;You'll be f &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; for it when you're sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I suddenly remembered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i forgot to tell you guys.&lt;br /&gt;*even if you don't care*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother danced to single ladies that time.&lt;br /&gt;The scene goes like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wake up.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went out of my room.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I was facing the TV.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Single Ladies music video was on.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I went to the kitchen.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I saw my brother.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We had eye to eye contact.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;THEN HE DANCED.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;amp; that made me smile the whole day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so, if you guys wanna make me smile, just dance to single ladies.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Y)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;kay&lt;/span&gt;, with that said,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm going to go offline now and NOT sleep.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and to keep myself awake,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm gonna play &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;pokemon&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pokemon Platinum &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;siol&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;17 year old playing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;pokemon&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;CHICK FLICK.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kay,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;bye.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-3563600700449521653?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/3563600700449521653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2010/01/nhr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/3563600700449521653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/3563600700449521653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2010/01/nhr.html' title='NHR'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-1277396476796632064</id><published>2010-01-14T19:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T20:01:33.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sustainable Urban Design &amp; Engineering.</title><content type='html'>What I did today;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ate sardines w/ rice, and a cup of milo, in the morning.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stomach ache because of that.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Idk why I can handle Coke w/ Honeystars but not sardines w/ rice.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to NP w/ Swee Sheng and Brandon.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I found out something about Sustainable Urban Design &amp;amp; Engineering.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The In-Charge of that course said that I have a sure in cause of my 12 points.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The In-Charge said that HDB is going to give the top 3 students (must be Singaporean) a scholarship in Civil Engineering at a local university.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm very happy and sad when he said that.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Top three. Out of 40 students.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HDB scholarship.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work hard and pray hard Zulq.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Amin.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-1277396476796632064?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/1277396476796632064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2010/01/sustainable-urban-design-engineering.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/1277396476796632064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/1277396476796632064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2010/01/sustainable-urban-design-engineering.html' title='Sustainable Urban Design &amp; Engineering.'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-3268375403787132361</id><published>2010-01-13T00:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T00:58:23.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Money, F*ck you.</title><content type='html'>Guys, if you are rich, be thankful to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the fact that I can't go to some courses that I want cause it'll use up a lot of money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't go to Temasek Poly cause it's far and I'll have to use a lot of money on transport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't FOCUS on design cause it'll also use a lot of money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't 100% rely on design cause to be honest, you have to be really good in order to earn money in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why my 12 choices don't include much of design courses is because of the two sentences above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister is in NTU, my brother is in Ngee Ann poly, therefore, my parents is already using up a lot of money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my brother enters University, my parents will have to use MORE money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; if I can enter university after my course, my parents will already be in a mental hospital, counting invisible money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to work hard in my course so I can get a scholarship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to work hard so I can pay back my parents. I don't want to waste their money on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to work hard so I can raise a family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to find a freaking job again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-3268375403787132361?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/3268375403787132361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2010/01/money-fck-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/3268375403787132361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/3268375403787132361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2010/01/money-fck-you.html' title='Money, F*ck you.'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-1028291777375281372</id><published>2010-01-12T13:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T14:02:10.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GOOD?!</title><content type='html'>ARE THESE CHOICES GOOD?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE COMMENT PEOPLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Sustainable Urban Design &amp;amp; Engineering / NP /-&lt;br /&gt;2. Psychology &amp;amp; Community Servces / NP / 10&lt;br /&gt;3. Aerospace Technology / NP / 12&lt;br /&gt;4. Mass Communication / NP / 10&lt;br /&gt;5. Aerospace Electronics / NP / 14&lt;br /&gt;6. Media &amp;amp; Communication / SP / 12&lt;br /&gt;7. Aeronautical Engineering / SP / 12&lt;br /&gt;8. Interior Architecture &amp;amp; Design / TP / 14&lt;br /&gt;9. Interior Design / SP / 17&lt;br /&gt;10. Advertising &amp;amp; Public Relations / NP / 12&lt;br /&gt;11. Architecture / SP / 17&lt;br /&gt;12. Product Design &amp;amp; Innovation / NP / 18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW PEOPLE?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN?!?!?!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-1028291777375281372?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/1028291777375281372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2010/01/good.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/1028291777375281372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/1028291777375281372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2010/01/good.html' title='GOOD?!'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-3675622037505373309</id><published>2010-01-11T19:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T20:05:37.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>O's.</title><content type='html'>English Language - A2.&lt;br /&gt;Combined Humanities - E8.&lt;br /&gt;Elementary Mathematics - B3.&lt;br /&gt;Pure Biology - C6.&lt;br /&gt;Science Physics/Chemistry - B3.&lt;br /&gt;Design &amp;amp; Technology - B3.&lt;br /&gt;Malay Language - B4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CCA point - A1 (2 bonus point)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L1R4 - 12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L1R5? - don't have cause of Combined Humanities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I happy?&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;HELL YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F*cking satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Y)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-3675622037505373309?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/3675622037505373309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2010/01/os.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/3675622037505373309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/3675622037505373309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2010/01/os.html' title='O&apos;s.'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-4952385064676097916</id><published>2010-01-10T23:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T23:34:14.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To myself.</title><content type='html'>Whatever happens, happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's quiet now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's the deep breathe before the plunge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; if you did not tie the rope tight enough before you plunge,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then face the &lt;em&gt;consequences&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whatever happens, happens.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just bear with it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-4952385064676097916?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/4952385064676097916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2010/01/to-myself.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/4952385064676097916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/4952385064676097916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2010/01/to-myself.html' title='To myself.'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-3710855491904570733</id><published>2010-01-08T22:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T23:21:29.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Survey.</title><content type='html'>Kay, I don't fucking know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;And I KNOW I did not do ANYTHING wrong these few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO DO NOT TRY TO START A FIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to play soccer at school today after prayers.&lt;br /&gt;Aaron is still small. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite nice, playing at school again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the feeling that I'm old enough.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know old enough for what.&lt;br /&gt;But just, old enough.&lt;br /&gt;Old enough to know what's right and what's wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Old enough to make my own decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I can't turn back time.&lt;br /&gt;To erase every mistake that I've done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, I know this is kinda late or what.&lt;br /&gt;cause it's about 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I found this survey somewhere on the net. (I seriously forgot where).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How was 2009 for you?&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful? How would I know?! A lot of things happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Would you turn back time and restart 2009 again?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Definitely. Not only because of O levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. If you can write a letter to your-2009-self, what would you write?&lt;br /&gt;Cherish the moon&amp;amp;stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What's your biggest mistake in 2009?&lt;br /&gt;Sialah. Got alot you know. Every mistake is a big mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Did you fall in love in 2009?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. First true love siol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Which month was the best for you in 2009?&lt;br /&gt;Is it July? July I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What is your biggest fear in 2009?&lt;br /&gt;Something..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What's your best picture in 2009?&lt;br /&gt;A picture with Diyanah after SL farewell dinner. Both wearing blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you think you've grown in 2009?&lt;br /&gt;Duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What's the one word you always used in 2009?&lt;br /&gt;Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What's the most precious thing you've received in 2009?&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. If you had a million dollars now, what would you do with it?&lt;br /&gt;Give half to charity. 1/4 to myself. the rest to family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Use one word to describe 2009.&lt;br /&gt;Diyanah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Did you get beaten up in 2009?&lt;br /&gt;Personnal lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Would you study harder if you can restart 2009?&lt;br /&gt;Duh. who wouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. A colour to describe 2009.&lt;br /&gt;Blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. A number to describe 2009.&lt;br /&gt;919161**.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Were you healthy in 2009?&lt;br /&gt;I got 4-5 points for each station in my Napfa test, except for standing broad jump. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What would you change in 2009?&lt;br /&gt;A lot of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Is 2009 good or bad?&lt;br /&gt;Both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND when I looked back at the survey, I think it's a crappy survey.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;all stupid questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least the survey cooled me down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay, now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to Ngee Ann tomorrow for the open house.&lt;br /&gt;Giving Hui Ru tickets to paramore.&lt;br /&gt;She's PAYING me back, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, hmmmmmm, what else eh.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idk what anymore lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaykaythen,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebyee. :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-3710855491904570733?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/3710855491904570733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2010/01/stupid-survey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/3710855491904570733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/3710855491904570733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2010/01/stupid-survey.html' title='Stupid Survey.'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-6960270954745142918</id><published>2010-01-07T19:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T19:29:18.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep.</title><content type='html'>Sec 1 camp ended yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a JA. Junior Alumni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like WOAH. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of things happened. I'm so lazy to elaborate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was first assigned to 1 Opal.&lt;br /&gt;Then blahblahblah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd day assigned to 1 Emerald.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got quite bored, but then, the trip to Changi Beach kinda woke me up.&lt;br /&gt;(Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nicknames I gave them, haha. :}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then blahblahblahblahblahblahblahblah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the JAs slept at Westmall McDonalds during the first day cause we can't sleep over during the first day as there is no sleepover for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously a lot of things happened. &amp;amp; I'm very lazy and tired to elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to eat dinner now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byebye. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; here are the names that I remembered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phyllis.&lt;br /&gt;Jit.&lt;br /&gt;Saysay.&lt;br /&gt;Kaykay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it. Haha, STM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-6960270954745142918?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/6960270954745142918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2010/01/sleep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/6960270954745142918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/6960270954745142918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2010/01/sleep.html' title='Sleep.'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-8489439762534919581</id><published>2010-01-02T22:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T23:01:32.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HENG HWEE CHANG IS BACK.</title><content type='html'>I'M GONNA REPEAT THAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HENG HWEE CHANG IS BACK FROM KOREA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; SHE BOUGHT ME STUFF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE HER MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOWEVER, SHE IS SICK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE HER MAN! SHE DIDN'T TAKE CARE OF HERSELF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__ __&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HENG HWEE CHANG IS BACK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-8489439762534919581?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/8489439762534919581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2010/01/heng-hwee-chang-is-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/8489439762534919581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/8489439762534919581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2010/01/heng-hwee-chang-is-back.html' title='HENG HWEE CHANG IS BACK.'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-1990225812362575786</id><published>2010-01-02T21:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T22:50:37.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twitter.</title><content type='html'>Zul's GOT A F___ING TWITTER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;meeuzshhen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Y)? HAHAHAHHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND NUR'AMIRAH HELPED ME GET IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sweet girl. HAHAHA! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS HER BLOG IF YOU'RE LAZY TO GO &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; AND CLICK THE BLOODY LINK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mirahrah.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://mirahrah.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND WANNA KNOW WHY I'M TYPING IN CAPS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's irritating. :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-1990225812362575786?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/1990225812362575786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2010/01/twitter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/1990225812362575786'/><link 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-992926831830909496?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/992926831830909496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/992926831830909496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/992926831830909496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year.html' title='New Year.'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-6803668284257148240</id><published>2009-12-29T00:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T01:16:23.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Father, Brother, and I.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420330199666025378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/SzjhmTRqY6I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/k__qGIT5oDg/s400/PC255787.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420330210785240562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/Szjhm8ssJfI/AAAAAAAAAPY/GzDEXK4fwlI/s400/PC255785.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/Szjmekp4_QI/AAAAAAAAAQw/5EGc4XMVt0s/s1600-h/PC266186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420335564450233602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/Szjmekp4_QI/AAAAAAAAAQw/5EGc4XMVt0s/s400/PC266186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/SzjmdmvlQvI/AAAAAAAAAQg/q-xQzFt5pRw/s1600-h/PC256027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420335547831108338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/SzjmdmvlQvI/AAAAAAAAAQg/q-xQzFt5pRw/s400/PC256027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/SzjjsGMY-uI/AAAAAAAAAQY/6Dm1d-ig2NA/s1600-h/PC256022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420332498256722658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/SzjjsGMY-uI/AAAAAAAAAQY/6Dm1d-ig2NA/s400/PC256022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/SzjjrmNemhI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/weHXBIZGg04/s1600-h/PC256008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420332489671350802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/SzjjrmNemhI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/weHXBIZGg04/s400/PC256008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/SzjjrCIEeAI/AAAAAAAAAQI/TRCmSkPtUpU/s1600-h/PC256007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420332479984990210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/SzjjrCIEeAI/AAAAAAAAAQI/TRCmSkPtUpU/s400/PC256007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/Szjjqp7OFFI/AAAAAAAAAQA/h9IPFSUf2Vc/s1600-h/PC256002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420332473488643154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/Szjjqp7OFFI/AAAAAAAAAQA/h9IPFSUf2Vc/s400/PC256002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/SzjjqOsc6QI/AAAAAAAAAP4/3hzMlju5THY/s1600-h/PC256001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420332466178943234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/SzjjqOsc6QI/AAAAAAAAAP4/3hzMlju5THY/s400/PC256001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/SzjhoOZWQqI/AAAAAAAAAPw/bQybZZmCmY8/s1600-h/PC256000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420330232715821730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/SzjhoOZWQqI/AAAAAAAAAPw/bQybZZmCmY8/s400/PC256000.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/Szjhnrk8PVI/AAAAAAAAAPo/Uh-9xCoZDiY/s1600-h/PC255938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420330223369207122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/Szjhnrk8PVI/AAAAAAAAAPo/Uh-9xCoZDiY/s400/PC255938.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/SzjhnfdkYII/AAAAAAAAAPg/BeyqG3XB41s/s1600-h/PC255886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420330220117057666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/SzjhnfdkYII/AAAAAAAAAPg/BeyqG3XB41s/s400/PC255886.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420335554888986258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/SzjmeBCT7pI/AAAAAAAAAQo/CiZyPr-KtdA/s400/PC266106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you do when you're at your cousin's wedding with nothing to do and a camera in your hand?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Obvious answer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Y)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-6803668284257148240?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/6803668284257148240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/12/father-brother-and-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/6803668284257148240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/6803668284257148240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/12/father-brother-and-i.html' title='Father, Brother, and I.'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/SzjhmTRqY6I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/k__qGIT5oDg/s72-c/PC255787.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-2526697624938761978</id><published>2009-12-27T22:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T22:14:48.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JMl8cQjBfqk"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JMl8cQjBfqk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is in my head right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phenomanal song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done with the book Have a Little Faith by Mitch Albom.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love that book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love these type of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes me think.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-2526697624938761978?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/2526697624938761978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/12/look-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/2526697624938761978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/2526697624938761978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/12/look-up.html' title='Look up.'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-5039655304025908153</id><published>2009-12-26T01:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T01:15:21.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired?</title><content type='html'>I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;You're tired.&lt;br /&gt;He's tired.&lt;br /&gt;She's tired.&lt;br /&gt;We're tired.&lt;br /&gt;They're tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what should we do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-5039655304025908153?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/5039655304025908153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/12/tired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/5039655304025908153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/5039655304025908153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/12/tired.html' title='Tired?'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-7191957034073048392</id><published>2009-12-24T12:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T12:50:41.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chest pain.</title><content type='html'>I woke up today with a pain in my chest.&lt;br /&gt;Nono, not my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Not the muscles either.&lt;br /&gt;The pain was coming from the inside.&lt;br /&gt;My entire chest was in pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I breathed in deeply, it'd hurt.&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I tried tapping my chest, it'd hurt.&lt;br /&gt;When I tried to turn behide, it'd hurt.&lt;br /&gt;Even when I drank my milo, it'd hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My chest was in pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God it's okay now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-7191957034073048392?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/7191957034073048392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/12/chest-pain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/7191957034073048392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/7191957034073048392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/12/chest-pain.html' title='Chest pain.'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-1171569694796847305</id><published>2009-12-24T00:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T00:24:48.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yew Tee dudes.</title><content type='html'>Went out with Yew Tee Primary School friends just now.&lt;br /&gt;Went out with only $7. T.T&lt;br /&gt;Damn sad sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I still made it through the day.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to blahblahblah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. lazy uh to type in details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we ate "tulang" at Beach Road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then blahblahblah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought NERFs at ToyRUs.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then home-ed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we DEBATED about lots of stuff when we were on the train home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crazy idiots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I rest my case."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-1171569694796847305?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/1171569694796847305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/12/yew-tee-dudes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/1171569694796847305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/1171569694796847305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/12/yew-tee-dudes.html' title='Yew Tee dudes.'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-4063978227616143644</id><published>2009-12-23T01:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T01:59:46.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Npcc annual camp.</title><content type='html'>Hey-lowwwwwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to annual camp just now.&lt;br /&gt;I just went for the second day.&lt;br /&gt;it's a two days one night camp.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I arrived, there were only Steffen, Zaki, Ulin and Ramizah from my 'batch'.&lt;br /&gt;Then Ulin went home at around 2plus.&lt;br /&gt;Steffen and Zaki was busy with the camp.&lt;br /&gt;So I hung out with Ramizah.&lt;br /&gt;Felt kinda nice hanging out with an old friend.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;We chitchat.&lt;br /&gt;Then went to the 7 eleven at Bukit Gombak.&lt;br /&gt;Walked there.&lt;br /&gt;Otw back to school, it rained.&lt;br /&gt;So walked in the rain with her.&lt;br /&gt;Then blahblahblahhh.&lt;br /&gt;She tried to tie my hair.&lt;br /&gt;I tied hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alan Lee Rong Dong came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then blahblahblah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Campfire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to eat at Lot 1 Macs with Zaki, Ramizah and Alan.&lt;br /&gt;Then after that,&lt;br /&gt;home-ed with Ramizah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And till now, I still have yet to sleep eventhough I need to jog tomorrow at 8am.&lt;br /&gt;I mean jog later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, you get what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and btw, Chloe's enter key sucks. (just had the feeling to say that).&lt;br /&gt;:}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOODNIGHT AGAIN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-4063978227616143644?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/4063978227616143644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/12/npcc-annual-camp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/4063978227616143644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/4063978227616143644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/12/npcc-annual-camp.html' title='Npcc annual camp.'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-378814062588882676</id><published>2009-12-21T14:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T15:26:38.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Job.</title><content type='html'>Work from 10am till 10pm.&lt;br /&gt;Wake up at 7.30am.&lt;br /&gt;Reach home at 11.15pm.&lt;br /&gt;Sleep at 12pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what I've been doing for the previous 10 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reallyreally love my job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get to see lunatics and nincompoops.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; also many other kinds of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was very tiring but I enjoyed my job a lot, although it may be quite boring sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Heidi Tan Hwee Jun was my partner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;17 years old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;She helped me, I helped her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;That's what partners are for. :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;She scolded the kids that were irritating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I helped her answer the questions that customers asks her, questions that she can't answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;She helped me pick up some courage and stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I bought donuts for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Partners sia/sial/siak/siol. (Y)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Matthew. (FORGOT HOW TO SPELL YOUR FULL NAME. SORRY!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;17 years old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The guy standing on the stall beside us promoting laptop casing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Worse job ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;We ate lunch/dinner together on several days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;But he quit his jobs three days before the fest ended.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Cause his boss was a bitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Tsktsktsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Good guy with lame jokes and nice magic tricks. (Y)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Amanda Tan Jia Hui.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;16 years old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;The girl at the game stall beside mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Our so-called "competitor".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Too friendly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;She knows EVERYONE around us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;haha, crazy fella.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Gave us cookies on several days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Crazygirl. (Y)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Muhd Hamdan and Sean Chan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Both 16.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Logitech promoters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Hamdan would always come to us to take wet tissue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Hamdan = Irritating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Sean = Sean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Both funny guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Logitech. (Y)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Selina. (Idk how to spell your full name too!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;18 years old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Works with Amanda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Fierce face when she doesn't smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Wore my jacket on the last day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Fierce woman. (Y)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Cheryl Lim Li-Yen Theresa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;22 years old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Works with Amanda too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Draws very well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Was in Laselle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&amp;amp; she's gonna teach me how to do a portfolio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Laselle siol. (Y)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Joleen Lee and Jia Zhen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Both 16, I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Sells energizer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;The stall next to Matthew's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Ate once with Jia Zhen, Matthew and one other guy whose name I forgot. Sorry, ahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;J &amp;amp; J. haha. (Y)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Michelle and Su Fern.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Michelle is 23 ( she's also 153cm, :] ) and Su Fern is 16.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Michelle is gonna be an English teacher at Damai Sec next year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;She's very funny. VERY. :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Knows how to speak in a Malay and Philipino accent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Su Fern wears braces, :D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ate lunch with Su Fern on the last day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;She's from CCK sec.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Girl Guides eh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Her wave is very cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Shorty and Fernfern. (Y)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Chloe Phang Shu Hui.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;15 years old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Works at the Singtel booth beside my stall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Noticed her when she was looking at me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;She also noticed me when I was looking at her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;confusing? yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Went to 7 eleven with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;She wore my jacket during her last day, which is on Saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;She thinks she's fat. I don't think she is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;She loves kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Chloe bought for me Panadol when I was having a headache that time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I wanted to return her the money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;She didn't accept it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So I bought chocolate for her instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Panadol = $5plus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Chocolate = $5plus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;but I ate one capsule only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So I still have one whole box which I will be carrying around where ever I go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Singtel girl. (Y)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;There are still some other people who were nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Willy Wonka, the 17 year old malay dude who is freaking tall and sells chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;He gave us free chocolates. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The popular guy who says Heidi and I are very good workers. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And many others. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for those who visited me. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heng Hwee Chang.&lt;br /&gt;Joey Tham, Ng Wei Lin and Xianda.&lt;br /&gt;SabrinaZ, Imran and Lu Ming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bookfest 2009.&lt;br /&gt;11th December to 20th December.&lt;br /&gt;Suntec City Convention Centre.&lt;br /&gt;Hall 401-404.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zulqarnain, Game promoter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; that, was my first job.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-378814062588882676?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/378814062588882676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/12/first-job.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/378814062588882676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/378814062588882676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/12/first-job.html' title='First Job.'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-8337166480080540408</id><published>2009-12-10T12:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T13:17:52.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smokesmokesmoke.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/SyCBKh7PLtI/AAAAAAAAAPI/YYH76r-KcLA/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413468770004840146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/SyCBKh7PLtI/AAAAAAAAAPI/YYH76r-KcLA/s320/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Azrill. Haha, irritating guy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/SyCBKc6MZKI/AAAAAAAAAPA/rTFx2w5lVQs/s1600-h/10864_196782954905_521054905_2880267_8348188_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413468768658285730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/SyCBKc6MZKI/AAAAAAAAAPA/rTFx2w5lVQs/s320/10864_196782954905_521054905_2880267_8348188_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Syazwani. 7.5/10 if she's taller. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/SyCA0Hk3JEI/AAAAAAAAAO4/1-YrvPHOruc/s1600-h/10864_196782854905_521054905_2880258_5858652_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413468384974545986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/SyCA0Hk3JEI/AAAAAAAAAO4/1-YrvPHOruc/s320/10864_196782854905_521054905_2880258_5858652_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Glow Effect. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/SyCAzG7J7_I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TL2MDEUVRlI/s1600-h/10864_196782809905_521054905_2880253_343651_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413468367619747826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/SyCAzG7J7_I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TL2MDEUVRlI/s320/10864_196782809905_521054905_2880253_343651_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Haha, dk what to call ourselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;kay, went out with those two bastards up there. (the guys.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Primary school friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha, thought it was an outing or what.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;HOWEVER,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;only the three of us were able to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;still, IT'S BLOODY FUN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I met Zulhilmi first at Yew Tee, cause Azrill went there by cab cause his mum wanted to blahblahblahblahblah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I saw Valerie at Yew Tee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then Zulhilmi and I went to Somerset.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We talktalk and chitchat bout stuffs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then TADAAAA. We arrived.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;:]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Azrill was bloody late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So Zulhilmi and I went to eat KFC first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I bought $1 cheese. (Y)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;even when we're done with our food,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Azrill still haven't reach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bastard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When he came, we went to "fix" his laptop at dk where.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We went to a lot of places.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Kinokuniya at Far East? sells Diana F+.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then blahblahblah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We decided to go sheesha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yes, that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So we went to haji lane from Peninsula.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;amp; trust me, it was a freaking long journey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cause we walked through suntec first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;motherf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;if walk through bras basah and bugis much faster right???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;am I right or wrong?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;assholes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We debated bout that all the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Haha. :]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we arrived at haji lane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sheesha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then Syazwani came out of nowhere. ( seriously, we didn't know she was coming to the same place.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We used Azrill's laptop, mac oiii. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Took a few pictures. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I like the glow effect. :}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then home-ed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Reached home at around 11plus I think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then comp for awhile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The tingling sensation in my nose is still there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I likeeee. (Y)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;byebye. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/SyCAyg6UKlI/AAAAAAAAAOY/QBtzFpNQj60/s1600-h/10864_196782729905_521054905_2880244_5291551_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413468357415676498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/SyCAyg6UKlI/AAAAAAAAAOY/QBtzFpNQj60/s320/10864_196782729905_521054905_2880244_5291551_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is cool right? I know. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/6671967009255323412-8337166480080540408?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/8337166480080540408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/12/smokesmokesmoke.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/8337166480080540408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/8337166480080540408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/12/smokesmokesmoke.html' title='Smokesmokesmoke.'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/SyCBKh7PLtI/AAAAAAAAAPI/YYH76r-KcLA/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-8663659421807261583</id><published>2009-12-09T10:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T10:19:42.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I see London I see France.</title><content type='html'>Back from jogging.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been a long time since I jogged.&lt;br /&gt;Stamina is kinda down now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed something just now.&lt;br /&gt;Esther was right. I think.&lt;br /&gt;Someone is kinda copying me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Nonetheless&lt;/span&gt;, I don't quite care actually.&lt;br /&gt;If people are copying me, then I'm actually quite "cool" aren't I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;, *self praising*.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to primary school outing later.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna be fun?&lt;br /&gt;i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;gonna bring my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;uku&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, I'm off to make myself a cup of Milo now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Weeeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-8663659421807261583?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/8663659421807261583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-see-london-i-see-france.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/8663659421807261583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/8663659421807261583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-see-london-i-see-france.html' title='I see London I see France.'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-5796932989563923591</id><published>2009-12-07T20:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T20:11:36.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Band Hero.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday's gig was quite fun.&lt;br /&gt;Although the place sucks. (seriously)&lt;br /&gt;It was enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;Crowd surfing, moshing and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we were all sweating like mad.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Blackhole really is black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steph's voice is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Zany's one is also quite good.&lt;br /&gt;but there was a problem with the mic at the start.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adin was there.&lt;br /&gt;Azrn too. (duh. Steph's b sia.)&lt;br /&gt;then Syafiq and other people.&lt;br /&gt;Red Camp actually.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's Steph's sister's friends.&lt;br /&gt;Her name is Valerie. haha, reminds me of something.&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke Tang was also there.&lt;br /&gt;Although he didn't went in cause of some reasons.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;but he did gave his support.&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; a new friend called Abigail.&lt;br /&gt;I think.&lt;br /&gt;We bought headbands together. (Abigail, Syafiq, 2 more people and I)&lt;br /&gt;She's quite cool.&lt;br /&gt;Loves places like Sungai Road, flea markets and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of Hwee Chang.&lt;br /&gt;but she's much more pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your face Hwee Chang!&lt;br /&gt;Haha, :D.&lt;br /&gt;jkjkjkjkjkjk.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then blahblahblah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today went to New Era (the company that I will be working for from 11-20 December).&lt;br /&gt;Went there with Heidi.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it's pronounced as Hai-Dee.&lt;br /&gt;I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went there to practice playing the game Band Hero on Xbox360.&lt;br /&gt;Yes,&lt;br /&gt;that's my job.&lt;br /&gt;Promoting games.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will be at Suntec promoting games for the BookFest.&lt;br /&gt;One stall will be for the both of us.&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's gonna be soooooooo fun.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;that's it then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-5796932989563923591?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/5796932989563923591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/12/band-hero.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/5796932989563923591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/5796932989563923591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/12/band-hero.html' title='Band Hero.'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-8518027794138102454</id><published>2009-12-05T20:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T20:54:26.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet-ness.</title><content type='html'>The sweetest thing that someone said to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, she said this;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're like a guy in a romantic malay movie that I never thought existed. Yeap, you're the main character."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I go "WOOOOOOOOOOOOO~!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. She's sweet. A sweet friend I have.&lt;br /&gt;Weeeeeee. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, tomorrow I'm going to Zany's gig.&lt;br /&gt;Well, technically, not her gig.&lt;br /&gt;My other friend's gig as well.&lt;br /&gt;Shareshare uh.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Music~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this guy.&lt;br /&gt;He reminds me of fun times.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zmICyoR427E&amp;amp;feature=channel"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zmICyoR427E&amp;amp;feature=channel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idk why I'm smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I feel alone.&lt;br /&gt;Hah, maybe alone is good?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idk what to post sia.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umm, kay....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna print photos to put inside my book.&lt;br /&gt;haha, random.&lt;br /&gt;The pictures will go with the story,&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, this is stupid.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;so bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm alone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-8518027794138102454?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/8518027794138102454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/12/sweet-ness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/8518027794138102454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/8518027794138102454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/12/sweet-ness.html' title='Sweet-ness.'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-4672491823300747340</id><published>2009-12-04T20:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T20:22:23.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aku punye uku.</title><content type='html'>The title means, "my uku".&lt;br /&gt;Uku short for ukulele.&lt;br /&gt;If you don't know what's a ukulele, GOOGLE IT UP.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the thing that's making time past by fast now is my book and my uku.&lt;br /&gt;Aaaaa, the sweet sound of the uku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; don't worry, I played my guitar as well.&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have no idea on how to link up the short "stories".&lt;br /&gt;:l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess a trip to the park won't hurt right?&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, it sometimes does cause it makes me think a lot about EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;:l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of smilyface right?&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went down to the playground just now.&lt;br /&gt;Sat on the slide.&lt;br /&gt;Thought about things.&lt;br /&gt;Lay down on the slide.&lt;br /&gt;Looked up at the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it struck to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why should I feel the need to feel this way?&lt;br /&gt;I'm better off being happy right?&lt;br /&gt;Being that irritating motherfather that I usually am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I stood up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and walked around the playground.&lt;br /&gt;then I started skipping. (i think no one saw me)&lt;br /&gt;then I ran.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still think no one saw me.&lt;br /&gt;Kay,&lt;br /&gt;maybe a maid or something, but who cares?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was happy? that time.&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went back up.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister went out, so I get to play my uku.&lt;br /&gt;then wrote some stuff in the book.&lt;br /&gt;Uku again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idk what to do.&lt;br /&gt;hah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My work starts next Friday, on the 11th.&lt;br /&gt;Ends on the 20th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait? hah.&lt;br /&gt;At least Heidi is my partner.&lt;br /&gt;That's good.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,&lt;br /&gt;I think I should just "don't care" anymore?&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;yeapp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the Uku then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sounds of the Ukulele*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-4672491823300747340?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/4672491823300747340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/12/aku-punye-uku.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/4672491823300747340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/4672491823300747340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/12/aku-punye-uku.html' title='Aku punye uku.'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-8601253046028273808</id><published>2009-12-04T13:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T14:15:16.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am.</title><content type='html'>You know something,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I accidentally brought back Hwee Chang's watch.&lt;br /&gt;She accidentally brought back my watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've been wearing her watch when I go out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling is quite nice actually.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know she's always with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish my other friends would exchange stuff with me.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite happy? these few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know why,but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's because of the ukulele?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, idk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't say much now cause a lot of things are running through my mind now.&lt;br /&gt;A lot.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye then.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-8601253046028273808?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/8601253046028273808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/8601253046028273808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/8601253046028273808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-am.html' title='I am.'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-7489598150607346994</id><published>2009-12-03T16:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T16:15:23.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That one.</title><content type='html'>I've thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now know why I believe in dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't explain much right now.&lt;br /&gt;so, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Heng&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hwee&lt;/span&gt; Chang yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was great.&lt;br /&gt;eh no,&lt;br /&gt;it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;phenomenal&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked around the whole of Bugis.&lt;br /&gt;Especially Bras Basah. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite place with my bestfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baik or what sia.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had to suffer my inability to choose stuff.&lt;br /&gt;heh. sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I bought a Ukulele at Peninsula and an empty book at Bras Basah.&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took pictures at Haji Lane with her teacher's Diana F+.&lt;br /&gt;Hope it turns out good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also went to Sungai Road for fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Bras Basah 4-5 times I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you Heng Hwee Chang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-7489598150607346994?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/7489598150607346994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/12/that-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/7489598150607346994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/7489598150607346994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/12/that-one.html' title='That one.'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-8915699750529509353</id><published>2009-11-29T22:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T23:02:16.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Believe.</title><content type='html'>I believed that dreams come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nono. Not those type of dreams like, "I wish that I'd be a pilot one day".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams as in the ones you have when you're asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dreams where you're with the person you truly love the most.&lt;br /&gt;Where you have a phenomenal time together with her.&lt;br /&gt;Where it's like you two are the only person left on Earth.&lt;br /&gt;Where you could feel that you love her a lot, and you really do.&lt;br /&gt;Where you could even feel the warmth of her touch.&lt;br /&gt;Where you could hear her whisper "I love you" in your ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly everything's ruined when you wake up and realise that it's all fake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I believed that they might happen.&lt;br /&gt;that that day may come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the 'd' at the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now I can't do that anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost my believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You need dreams to be someone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You need to believe in them to be someone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;strong&gt;who&lt;/strong&gt; am I now?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-8915699750529509353?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/8915699750529509353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/11/believe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/8915699750529509353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/8915699750529509353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/11/believe.html' title='Believe.'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-6583340669264783288</id><published>2009-11-29T16:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T17:36:59.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apache's OhMyGod.</title><content type='html'>Centurions outing yesterday was FUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jiaw, brought his Ukulele. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOHOOOO. Now I know how to play one. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna buy a cheap one man. It's so fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we sang songs together. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;kinda screamed at some parts. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it rained for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;but we still played.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although there were not as many people as we expected,&lt;br /&gt;it was still fun. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those who came,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here are some nice prom night photos.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409455960563315074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/SxI_iR1-8YI/AAAAAAAAAN4/akRz1mZ0-qM/s320/DSCN2495.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Audrey. :]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409455956025388290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/SxI_iA8DrQI/AAAAAAAAANw/f57eqdJdTwM/s320/DSCN2470.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Darryl. :]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409455968775978994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/SxI_iwcCP_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/O7Uht9elR8c/s320/DSCN2498.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Brandon. :]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409455985105976386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/SxI_jtRaPEI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/Pvbdz4WNWyI/s320/DSCN2524.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SabrinaZ. :]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/SxI_jBnY4HI/AAAAAAAAAOI/DkqoHPt2WB4/s1600/DSCN2502.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409455973387001970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/SxI_jBnY4HI/AAAAAAAAAOI/DkqoHPt2WB4/s320/DSCN2502.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhi Ying. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; clicking on the photos would be better cause then you will see the better quality ones. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as if you don't know right? :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/6671967009255323412-6583340669264783288?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/6583340669264783288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/11/apaches-ohmygod.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/6583340669264783288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/6583340669264783288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/11/apaches-ohmygod.html' title='Apache&apos;s OhMyGod.'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/SxI_iR1-8YI/AAAAAAAAAN4/akRz1mZ0-qM/s72-c/DSCN2495.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-1605436117120344458</id><published>2009-11-27T18:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T19:23:49.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dumb Post.</title><content type='html'>Sometimes;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't sleep,&lt;br /&gt;My palms get cold,&lt;br /&gt;My guitar string snaps,&lt;br /&gt;My socks have holes in em,&lt;br /&gt;My father ruins my morning by forcing me to wake up,&lt;br /&gt;I have headaches,&lt;br /&gt;The phone rings, and no one answers,&lt;br /&gt;My art turns crappy. Restart,&lt;br /&gt;My handphone battery dies out,&lt;br /&gt;My brother eats my chocolate that I put inside the fridge,&lt;br /&gt;People lie to/cheat me,&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand why Japanese food aren't Halal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and all those times, I get angry for a short while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing you guys should know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was never angry at this girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heng Hwee Chang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not angry at her, YET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-1605436117120344458?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-6230004276473810375</id><published>2009-11-25T11:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T12:08:09.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mute.</title><content type='html'>I wished I had a pair of ears everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;So that I can just listen to everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd trade those pair of ears for my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if I can't speak, at least I know what is what.&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather be a mute than being stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd just sit down at the park bench and listen.&lt;br /&gt;Listen to everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the birds chirping.&lt;br /&gt;To the sound of the leaves on the trees moving.&lt;br /&gt;To girls chitchatting.&lt;br /&gt;To people gossiping.&lt;br /&gt;To lecturers giving lectures.&lt;br /&gt;To the guy basking on the streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I would let them fill my mind.&lt;br /&gt;the soothing-ness of sounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd sit on that park bench for hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe even days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, it's good to be a mute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wouldn't be able to say anything bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll just listen.&lt;br /&gt;and understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough I can't say "I love you" to her,&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're just words aren't they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough I wouldn't be able to shout, scream and cheer for those whom I love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart would still shout, scream and cheer for them right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was a mute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, people would see me through my heart.&lt;div 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:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-8452481078027247654</id><published>2009-11-24T13:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T14:12:25.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prom night.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday night was prom.&lt;br /&gt;Bloody hell.&lt;br /&gt;Took a lot of pictures.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;but now can't upload it cause Heng Hwee Chang forgot to lend me the usb cable of her camera which I used to take the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, but nehmine. At least she lend me the camera. :]&lt;br /&gt;Thank you bestfriend. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prom night was quite enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;Peformed with Joey Tham, Syafiq and Abel.&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then blahblahblah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blahblahblah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sick, so can't enjoy much.&lt;br /&gt;:l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They gave delicious food.&lt;br /&gt;But I didn't have the appitite to eat.&lt;br /&gt;Motherf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I actually wanted to take a picture with you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but I think it was wrong to do so.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was wondering if the reason was because I didn't want you in my life anymore.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;well, it wasn't.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just don't want everything to happen again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm afraid of receiving and giving false hope.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, what's done is done.&lt;br /&gt;Time to move forward.&lt;br /&gt;Like what you've always asked me to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why the fu am I smiling?&lt;br /&gt;motherf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think I should pray now.&lt;br /&gt;She would be happy to know that I'm praying.&lt;br /&gt;Well, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-8452481078027247654?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/8452481078027247654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/11/prom-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay,&lt;br /&gt;I realised that I haven't been paying much attention to my phone lately.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't reply most msgs.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite worried that I won't be able to spend time with every single one of my friends and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some are already lost sia. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yew Tee Primary School.&lt;br /&gt;National Day Parade 2008.&lt;br /&gt;Dunearn Secondary School.&lt;br /&gt;Outward Bound Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;Outside school friends.&lt;br /&gt;And now,&lt;br /&gt;Red Campers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiyoh.&lt;br /&gt;How to spend time with each of them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:l&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-2980152765144323219</id><published>2009-11-20T10:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T11:01:45.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy.</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been very busy lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, Yingqi's birthday chalet (15-17november. but I only went for two days.)&lt;br /&gt;Went there with Pei Shan they all.&lt;br /&gt;Then lalalalla.&lt;br /&gt;Ben and Steffen came.&lt;br /&gt;Then BBQ-ed.&lt;br /&gt;Then Darryl they all came.&lt;br /&gt;Then lalallallalallalalalalalallalla.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;the clock struck midnight.&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY YINGQI.&lt;br /&gt;gave her the present.&lt;br /&gt;then went to the beach.&lt;br /&gt;played truth or dare.&lt;br /&gt;I had to climb a tree.&lt;br /&gt;but some did worse than that. hehe. :]&lt;br /&gt;then came back.&lt;br /&gt;BBQ.&lt;br /&gt;played xbox.&lt;br /&gt;then went to Red House at around 6am.&lt;br /&gt;Went in.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't see the banana tree again.&lt;br /&gt;Motherf.&lt;br /&gt;Went back.&lt;br /&gt;Played xbox.&lt;br /&gt;then I slept while watching them play.&lt;br /&gt;when I opened my eyes again, I was lying inside the room. Didn't know I went in to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;To add more to the shocking-ness, Valerie was beside me.&lt;br /&gt;She knocked her head on the wall a couple of times. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Then I continued sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;When I opened my eyes again, Tina was sitting on the bed beside mine.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. We were the only ones left in the chalet.&lt;br /&gt;The rest go out to eat.&lt;br /&gt;So we went out to find them, after sleeping for a few more hours/minutes.&lt;br /&gt;I went to play bowling with some while Tina went to play pool with the others.&lt;br /&gt;So lalallalalla.&lt;br /&gt;I had to do pushups cause I was in the last position (I kinda suck at bowling).&lt;br /&gt;Then went back to the chalet (after buying vitasoy :]).&lt;br /&gt;playplayplay.&lt;br /&gt;then sleep again, cause the rest went to wildwildwet.&lt;br /&gt;So only left with Darryl, Mac, Joe, Jiajia, Yingxue, Yingqi, and I.&lt;br /&gt;Joe and Jiajia slept in the room.&lt;br /&gt;Yingqi slept in the other room.&lt;br /&gt;Darryl, Mac and Yingxue played the xbox while I was sleeping on the couch.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up when I heard Yingxue's mum ask "Who wants some fried rice?".&lt;br /&gt;I was hungry lah.&lt;br /&gt;HOWEVER, it was not halal. Got pork. :(&lt;br /&gt;THEN, my good friend Darryl, :), gave me his cup noodle.&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;Then lalallalalla.&lt;br /&gt;Got hungry again,&lt;br /&gt;went to BBQ.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;but there wasn't much food left.&lt;br /&gt;cause we accidentally left the food out overnight. :(&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Yingqi.&lt;br /&gt;Then lalallalallalala.&lt;br /&gt;My parents came to fetch me.&lt;br /&gt;Went back.&lt;br /&gt;Bathe. SLEEP. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was Red Camp. (17-19november)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how awesome Red Camp is?&lt;br /&gt;It's fuckingbloody awesome I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;Kay,&lt;br /&gt;there were five groups, or tribes as they call it.&lt;br /&gt;Ninja (blue), Apache (red), Vikings (green), Spartans (white) and Centurion (yellow).&lt;br /&gt;I was in the Yellow tribe. :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day was from 9am-6pm.&lt;br /&gt;Dunearnites went together.&lt;br /&gt;Went I first steped into the convention centre, I thought it was just like some normal day camp.&lt;br /&gt;Then went the cheers started, it was bloody fun.&lt;br /&gt;We started making some new friends. :]&lt;br /&gt;and most were older than us. :(&lt;br /&gt;There was Steven (18 years old), Ho Ming (18 years old), Affad (18 years old), Luke (16 years old), and many more ahh. Sorry, lazy to name them all. heh. :]&lt;br /&gt;The first day was quite fun.&lt;br /&gt;Went around Ngee Ann.&lt;br /&gt;Shoutshoutshout.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;They gave us KFC for lunch. :D&lt;br /&gt;Steven went up stage and our group went crazy. Not all the Yellow tribe, just our group. :D&lt;br /&gt;We helped him answer questions and stuff by shouting/standing/signaling/etc.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2nd day was from 9am-9pm.&lt;br /&gt;When we arrived at the convention centre, we tried finding Steven they all. heh.&lt;br /&gt;They were late. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Then they spilt us into our groups again.&lt;br /&gt;Then walkwalkwalk around Ngee Ann.&lt;br /&gt;Cheered.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was Breeks. :D&lt;br /&gt;Then walkwalk and cheered some more.&lt;br /&gt;We went back to the convention centre.&lt;br /&gt;We had to learn the mass dance.&lt;br /&gt;My partner was Apple (17 years old).&lt;br /&gt;Older than me sia.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;haha. we danced pretty well together, although I can't remember the steps well. :]&lt;br /&gt;Then Jack and Rai performed. Nice. :]&lt;br /&gt;The cast of Polo boys, First Class &amp;amp; sport-s @ SG came.&lt;br /&gt;They talktalk bloody long.&lt;br /&gt;But I got to go up on stage to hug Jade Seah. :D&lt;br /&gt;She's pretty. :D&lt;br /&gt;Then dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh shit. I don't know if I got the sequence of the day correct or not.&lt;br /&gt;but that's all I could remember. :D&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third day was BLOODY FUN. 9am-10pluspm.&lt;br /&gt;Our group went in together.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;We were late. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Went around Ngee Ann again.&lt;br /&gt;Cheered.&lt;br /&gt;After lunch was the camp finale.&lt;br /&gt;Mass Dance. :]&lt;br /&gt;Singapore Idol came. :]&lt;br /&gt;The Idols were asked to pick one boy and one girl from each tribe.&lt;br /&gt;I was chosen by Tabitha. but I asked Bakri to go up instead cause I already saw Jade Seah.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;Then lallallalalla.&lt;br /&gt;Dinner. I thought Steven how to eat with his hand.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;THEN there was HOP NIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hop night (like clubbing like that) is the best thing ever.&lt;br /&gt;Even though it's not much like the real thing, it's fun.&lt;br /&gt;We dancedance like CRAZY.&lt;br /&gt;Mosh-ed. :D&lt;br /&gt;Then we made a circle, people dancedance inside the circle.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. stupid way of saying.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, we danced like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;We found new? friends during the party.&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty crowded inside and people were pushing each other.&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't have room to put my hands down. My hands were already bloody tired.&lt;br /&gt;So I placed em' on this girl's shoulder who was in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, sorry.&lt;br /&gt;Her name was Adelia (19 years old).&lt;br /&gt;She doesn't look 19. Maybe cause it was her height. :D&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;Then dancedance again.&lt;br /&gt;Asked for each others' numbers.&lt;br /&gt;Some had alraedy left so it was bloody hard to find their number, eg, Adelia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All and all,&lt;br /&gt;Red Camp is a very fun camp.&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll upload pictures here when I get em.&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-2980152765144323219?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/2980152765144323219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/11/busy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/2980152765144323219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/2980152765144323219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/11/busy.html' title='Busy.'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-4292601821663970037</id><published>2009-11-06T19:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T19:16:58.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheap Thrills.</title><content type='html'>So,&lt;br /&gt;two more papers and I'm done.&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;then can see my friends dye their hair.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a new Bicycle deck. Ghost Bicycle Deck.&lt;br /&gt;Quite nice.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned a few tricks from Adam.&lt;br /&gt;I went to his house before the geography paper.&lt;br /&gt;There was Adiel, Bakri, Rui Zhong, blahblahblah, blahblahblah, and me.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;damn fun.&lt;br /&gt;Especially when we jammed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so,&lt;br /&gt;yeah. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I webcam-ed with FHBMC yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Quite shocked actually.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;She's fucking lame/random.&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long time since I saw her smile.&lt;br /&gt;Seeing her smile made me smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIALAH.&lt;br /&gt;Fucking emotional.&lt;br /&gt;*vomits blood*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these few days has been very good for me.&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's just hope it gets better as each day passes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye then! ;]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-4292601821663970037?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/4292601821663970037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/11/cheap-thrills.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/4292601821663970037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/4292601821663970037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/11/cheap-thrills.html' title='Cheap Thrills.'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-9156524990834144279</id><published>2009-11-03T19:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T19:09:15.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stranger.</title><content type='html'>I know I should be studying right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;I'm through already.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's all I wanna blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So byebye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-9156524990834144279?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/9156524990834144279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/11/stranger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/9156524990834144279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/9156524990834144279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/11/stranger.html' title='Stranger.'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-7887911610073813833</id><published>2009-11-02T18:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T19:19:03.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates.</title><content type='html'>Updates for you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-10 more days till Os end.&lt;br /&gt;-Cleared 'problems' with FHBMC. Thanks Mirah.&lt;br /&gt;-I bought a green file/box that people say looks like a mahjong set.&lt;br /&gt;-Jerene Ng bought a yellow one.&lt;br /&gt;-I got migraine that day. No one knew. Not even my parents.&lt;br /&gt;-I want to cut my fingernails.&lt;br /&gt;-My brother bought a new pair of Vans shoe without telling me. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;-My father bought me new set of guitar strings called "GOOD guitar strings".&lt;br /&gt;-My brother broke my headphones. He didn't tell me. I found out.&lt;br /&gt;-I took revenge on my brother by wearing his shoes ( not the new ones ) to school.&lt;br /&gt;-I felt quite guilty.&lt;br /&gt;-It's been raining, but I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;-My room is very messy. Although I love messy things, I still need to clean it up cause I love my brother and I need to keep our room clean as he hates our room being in a mess.&lt;br /&gt;-I washed the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;-I cooked lunch a few days ago.&lt;br /&gt;-It was AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I broke up with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was the right decision.&lt;br /&gt;Well, it is the right decision.&lt;br /&gt;But my heart differs.&lt;br /&gt;Well, whatever it is,&lt;br /&gt;we're not together anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and nowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to end things on a happier note,&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;shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't end things on a happier note...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-7887911610073813833?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/7887911610073813833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/11/updates.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/7887911610073813833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/7887911610073813833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/11/updates.html' title='Updates.'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-4856411942806092493</id><published>2009-10-31T00:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T00:16:01.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zulqarnain (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/SusQNzfdUyI/AAAAAAAAANo/FMeP5gHAWeY/s1600-h/kitten.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/SusQNzfdUyI/AAAAAAAAANo/FMeP5gHAWeY/s320/kitten.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398426407680168738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey Diyanah here.&lt;br /&gt;I'm updating for him as he told me to.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to elaborate much about what happened between us&lt;br /&gt;Because it just seemed that way.&lt;br /&gt;Things will get better. I hope.&lt;br /&gt;So, I wished all the sec 4s whose taking their O,&lt;br /&gt;ALL THE VERY BEST!&lt;br /&gt;Especially you.&lt;br /&gt;Be strong in life &amp;amp; I wish you goodluck in your future endeavors.&lt;br /&gt;Take many care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/6671967009255323412-4856411942806092493?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/4856411942806092493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/10/zulqarnain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/4856411942806092493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/4856411942806092493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/10/zulqarnain.html' title='Zulqarnain (:'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/SusQNzfdUyI/AAAAAAAAANo/FMeP5gHAWeY/s72-c/kitten.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-4118898795901595970</id><published>2009-10-27T19:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T19:45:29.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Greetings Zul!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss..&lt;br /&gt;your stupid smile, saying you're a good kisser cos you have huge lips, making fun of you being a malay, waiting for you at my class for recess, eating with you and threatening to pour chinese food on your food, looking at your creative art and crafts, you singing, playing guitar with you, you being bullied by other people and eating chicken rice with 2 soup and 2 crabstick. :D  &lt;p&gt;HAHA. You shall have the honor of having this mushy post. A rare contribution by me. So appreciate.&lt;/p&gt;-Estehr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-4118898795901595970?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/4118898795901595970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/10/greetings-zul-ill-miss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/4118898795901595970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/4118898795901595970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/10/greetings-zul-ill-miss.html' title=''/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-8817861597296908782</id><published>2009-10-18T13:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T13:54:17.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grow young.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/StqosMnUJgI/AAAAAAAAANg/Sp_pCHKOvo0/s1600-h/8231_157138315447_715665447_3199087_6863776_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; kay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've graduated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it a happy thing, or a sad thing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:l&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;here are SOME pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The rest are in facebook, people's cameras, etcetc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393808951628333682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/StqoqfQhAnI/AAAAAAAAANA/OHbmyHlyj-c/s320/7221_157930073953_590798953_2591279_7386885_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Joey Tham Hong Min.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/Stqorg_2T5I/AAAAAAAAANY/dGMNQmnagEE/s1600-h/8231_156593505447_715665447_3195332_3228470_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393808969275166610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/Stqorg_2T5I/AAAAAAAAANY/dGMNQmnagEE/s320/8231_156593505447_715665447_3195332_3228470_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393808958995810050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/Stqoq6tDxwI/AAAAAAAAANI/OkdicGmahb8/s320/8231_157138325447_715665447_3199089_2794504_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;That's me on top of Ryan.&lt;br /&gt;It was his birthday.&lt;br /&gt;What'doyou expect me to do?&lt;br /&gt;Just sit down and watch all of them burger him?&lt;br /&gt;No way.&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;FYI, I jumped on him several times. SEVERAL. :]&lt;br /&gt;don't worry,&lt;br /&gt;I wished him a happy birthday after those jumps.&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay, after the graduation,&lt;br /&gt;I went for Friday prayers.&lt;br /&gt;Last time having Friday prayers wearing uniform.&lt;br /&gt;I think?&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that went home and change to my baju kurong.&lt;br /&gt;the perjumpaan raya ( a hari raya concert thingy) was on that day.&lt;br /&gt;was in quite a rush cause I thought the bus is leaving at 3pm from the school.&lt;br /&gt;I reached home at 2plus.&lt;br /&gt;O.O&lt;br /&gt;die.&lt;br /&gt;so I quickly washed my face, iron my baju kurong, etcetc.&lt;br /&gt;I did all that in 20 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;So I called Sabrina Z as we were supposed to meet before going to school.&lt;br /&gt;Then Imran called me.&lt;br /&gt;He said the bus is leaving at 2.30.&lt;br /&gt;SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;So Sabrina Z and I have to go to Jurongville Secondary all by ourself.&lt;br /&gt;ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I called Sabrina Z again.&lt;br /&gt;She was waiting for me at Bukit Batok Central?&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know it was called Bukit Batok Central.&lt;br /&gt;I always called it Bukit Batok. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then blahblahblah.&lt;br /&gt;I arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Sabrina Z decided that we should take taxi instead of bus as we need to walk very far if we took the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOWEVER,&lt;br /&gt;I only brought $5 with me.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;so I had to face the embarrassement of a girl paying a taxi fare for me.&lt;br /&gt;if it was Mackenzie, then it's okay lah. :]&lt;br /&gt;haiyoh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay, I owe you $4.80 Sabrina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay, blahblahblah.&lt;br /&gt;Taxitaxitaxi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived at the school.&lt;br /&gt;And guess what,&lt;br /&gt;we weren't late.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, we were freaking early.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went up the hall.&lt;br /&gt;then I got quite scared cause there weren't many sec 4s yet.&lt;br /&gt;So we walked around the school.&lt;br /&gt;nyaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Zany and her friends.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then blahblahblahblahblah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazy to type about the event.&lt;br /&gt;Got Dikir Barat!&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went Lot 1 after the concert is over.&lt;br /&gt;went home.&lt;br /&gt;played psp.&lt;br /&gt;sleep.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this right here,&lt;br /&gt;is&lt;br /&gt;Sabrina Z.&lt;br /&gt;blursotong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/StqorJ4W8qI/AAAAAAAAANQ/WzOKYCQ0kwQ/s1600-h/Zul.SabrinaZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393808963069735586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/StqorJ4W8qI/AAAAAAAAANQ/WzOKYCQ0kwQ/s320/Zul.SabrinaZ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, that's it then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't be doing much except studying till Os are done.&lt;br /&gt;so do take care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially YOU Diyanah.&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&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/6671967009255323412-8817861597296908782?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/8817861597296908782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/10/grow-young.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/8817861597296908782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/8817861597296908782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/10/grow-young.html' title='Grow young.'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/StqoqfQhAnI/AAAAAAAAANA/OHbmyHlyj-c/s72-c/7221_157930073953_590798953_2591279_7386885_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-4883193994183367097</id><published>2009-10-14T17:50:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T18:35:59.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camera?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was searching for some glue in the storeroom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then something caught my eye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O.O &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A CAMERA.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was located DEEP inside my storeroom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I tell you, my storeroom is like a jungle in Africa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOADS of junk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Old toys, cabinets, cages?!, boxes, more boxes, LOTS more of boxes, and other stuff that I didn't know existed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Woah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kay, so, back to the camera. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I took out the camera, AFTER TAKING OUT A LOT OF BOXES. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is an old, yet new? digital camera. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's 4.0megapixel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4xoptical zoom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WOAH. -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kay, basicly, it's a Canon Powershot A430. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's very bulky. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hate bulky stuff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I think it's very old? heh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I called my mum to find out whose camera it was. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause it looked quite familiar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mum told me it was my late grandad's. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Coolshit man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seriously, I think my late grandfather uses too much technology. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He owned TONS of handphones. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TONS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and not those oldold, blue/green colour screen phones you know. (although I still find these phones quite cute) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;His phones were like, N95, N81, and all those gadgets. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He hated Sony Ericsson though. heh. :] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kay, so back to the camera AGAIN. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was my grandad's. but how come my family never use it? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;irritating family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I inserted two AA battery inside the camera as it uses AA batteries. -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; I also inserted a memory card. :] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I tried out the camera. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I found out why my family didn't use the camera. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause in some cases, the image tends to be blurry, and have lines. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and if you don't turn on the flash, everything will turn dark. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;See the pictures below. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All these pictures aren't edited, nor did I use any effects on the camera. (IF the camera has effects. heh)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392400050479352866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/StWnRpeezCI/AAAAAAAAAM4/wPoyszG7-lQ/s320/IMG_1220.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;This is supposed to be Zany. Nyaha. :D (my FIRST time painting on canvas. be gentle. :] )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392399387745461074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/StWmrEmaI1I/AAAAAAAAAMo/mMk3MK_NWSE/s320/IMG_1219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/StWkvkLFVTI/AAAAAAAAAMY/sc27IJ5vys8/s1600-h/IMG_1222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392397265917007154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/StWkvkLFVTI/AAAAAAAAAMY/sc27IJ5vys8/s320/IMG_1222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/StWkus8Fa-I/AAAAAAAAAMI/rYaThHJC-cI/s1600-h/IMG_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392397251090148322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/StWkus8Fa-I/AAAAAAAAAMI/rYaThHJC-cI/s320/IMG_0011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392395361457499490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/StWjAtgjbWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/2-YrOv1E4dM/s320/IMG_1218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;See? No flash used. It's actually the stick figure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/StWjATja-nI/AAAAAAAAAL4/OQxCKSRAiZI/s1600-h/IMG_1217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392395354490206834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/StWjATja-nI/AAAAAAAAAL4/OQxCKSRAiZI/s320/IMG_1217.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The stick figure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/StWi_3GBfYI/AAAAAAAAALw/sAKMwn9pYaA/s1600-h/IMG_0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392395346850708866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/StWi_3GBfYI/AAAAAAAAALw/sAKMwn9pYaA/s320/IMG_0023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/StWi_QTJr7I/AAAAAAAAALo/gi9YuAWCmLU/s1600-h/IMG_0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392395336436789170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/StWi_QTJr7I/AAAAAAAAALo/gi9YuAWCmLU/s320/IMG_0020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/StWi-8BZD4I/AAAAAAAAALg/GImY9o_sTFU/s1600-h/IMG_0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392395330993590146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/StWi-8BZD4I/AAAAAAAAALg/GImY9o_sTFU/s320/IMG_0019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; that's about it actually. :]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-4883193994183367097?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/4883193994183367097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/10/camera.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/4883193994183367097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/4883193994183367097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/10/camera.html' title='Camera?'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/StWnRpeezCI/AAAAAAAAAM4/wPoyszG7-lQ/s72-c/IMG_1220.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-6051151182694956091</id><published>2009-10-12T16:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T16:15:02.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Headaches.</title><content type='html'>Kay,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;migraine's&lt;/span&gt; coming.&lt;br /&gt;I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__O.O __&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-6051151182694956091?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/6051151182694956091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/10/headaches.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/6051151182694956091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/6051151182694956091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/10/headaches.html' title='Headaches.'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-5875237854383547545</id><published>2009-10-11T14:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T14:19:36.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woah.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/StF2u_bThXI/AAAAAAAAALY/ASFtKft9cD0/s1600-h/Zul.Mak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391220778611213682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 287px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/StF2u_bThXI/AAAAAAAAALY/ASFtKft9cD0/s400/Zul.Mak.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's my late grandmother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; that's me when I was around 3 years old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Irritating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Umm, I don't know what to post about actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's just post random stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got my hair cut. Short like f.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just charged my mp3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got a feeling that "he" may come back again. (NOT you Zuhairi)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My fingernails are growing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish my hair could grow faster.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The perjumpaan Hari Raya is next Friday. O.O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want a camera badly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I only got $100+.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to eat healthier food like Sabrina. (Grade A eh.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Xianda sucks. ( heh. :] )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I'll cry on the graduation day. (seriously)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish Secondary School has 6 years instead of 4, and primary school has 4 years instead of 6.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to go to the gym badly. My muscles are beginning to turn to fats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm craving for ice creams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and coffee as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;umm, kay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; btw,.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love Nurdiyanah bte Sulaimi.&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/6671967009255323412-5875237854383547545?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/5875237854383547545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/10/woah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/5875237854383547545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/5875237854383547545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/10/woah.html' title='Woah.'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/StF2u_bThXI/AAAAAAAAALY/ASFtKft9cD0/s72-c/Zul.Mak.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-8016486937877716386</id><published>2009-10-09T16:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T17:42:19.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Before and after cutting.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/Ss8E-um7T5I/AAAAAAAAALQ/MyaVPsAkYmc/s1600-h/img001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390532717151981762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/Ss8E8iv3EMI/AAAAAAAAAK4/QM17Y7sAfM4/s400/DSC00283.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Dad and I. (before)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/Ss8E9Ox0MZI/AAAAAAAAALA/mCrouUJ3C5E/s1600-h/DSC00285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390532728971342226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/Ss8E9Ox0MZI/AAAAAAAAALA/mCrouUJ3C5E/s400/DSC00285.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum and Abang. (before)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390532745977849762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/Ss8E-OIe56I/AAAAAAAAALI/2GxMbHMO5L8/s400/DSC00291.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abang, Me, Mum, Kakak. (after)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Should I cut my hair? :l&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/6671967009255323412-8016486937877716386?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/8016486937877716386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/10/before-and-after-cutting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/8016486937877716386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/8016486937877716386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/10/before-and-after-cutting.html' title='Before and after cutting.'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/Ss8E8iv3EMI/AAAAAAAAAK4/QM17Y7sAfM4/s72-c/DSC00283.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-6944373861971173614</id><published>2009-10-09T16:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T16:58:39.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Which one?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/Ss77G2JCQsI/AAAAAAAAAKw/UVhlc8g_I10/s1600-h/Sakura+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390521899040260802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/Ss77G2JCQsI/AAAAAAAAAKw/UVhlc8g_I10/s400/Sakura+068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/Ss77GZEb04I/AAAAAAAAAKo/bOz_zVV_DJU/s1600-h/Picture+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390521891236336514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/Ss77GZEb04I/AAAAAAAAAKo/bOz_zVV_DJU/s400/Picture+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-6944373861971173614?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/6944373861971173614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/10/which-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/6944373861971173614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/6944373861971173614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/10/which-one.html' title='Which one?'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/Ss77G2JCQsI/AAAAAAAAAKw/UVhlc8g_I10/s72-c/Sakura+068.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-3298561806029905384</id><published>2009-10-03T22:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T22:43:25.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why did God gave me the middle finger?</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I wonder,&lt;br /&gt;why did God gave us middle fingers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isit because He wants us to point em to others?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or isit because He wants to see if we can have the patience and NOT point em at others?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is,&lt;br /&gt;I'm still pointing my middle fingers.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll stop when I've become a father.&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll point WHENEVER I LIKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-3298561806029905384?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/3298561806029905384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/10/why-did-god-gave-me-middle-finger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/3298561806029905384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/3298561806029905384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/10/why-did-god-gave-me-middle-finger.html' title='Why did God gave me the middle finger?'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-152410357475193413</id><published>2009-10-02T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T22:32:01.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jiajia!</title><content type='html'>Night study turned out to be a celebration for Jiajia today. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since her birthday is on Sunday,&lt;br /&gt;we decided to celebrate it today, during the night study.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to throw cake at Jiajia.&lt;br /&gt;But in the end,&lt;br /&gt;they threw at me.&lt;br /&gt;sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating the cake all,&lt;br /&gt;ate with Sabrina Z.&lt;br /&gt;talktalk.&lt;br /&gt;Imran, Sabrina and I kept on disturbing Aubrey.&lt;br /&gt;Nyaha. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAIT.&lt;br /&gt;before all that happened,&lt;br /&gt;Aubrey, Yingqi and I went to Jurong to get COOKIES from Shafiqah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, the cookies are nice.&lt;br /&gt;Especially when you eat them with MILK.&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then yadayadayada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually,&lt;br /&gt;today is our 3rd month together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF, you don't count the break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy 3rd month Nurdiyanah bte Sulaimi!&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;div 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:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-1116060093897413162</id><published>2009-10-01T22:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T22:18:06.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ICE CREAM</title><content type='html'>Kay,&lt;br /&gt;this post is all about ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;So listen up.&lt;br /&gt;Cause ice cream is IMPORTANT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. It's been a while since I ate ice cream enjoy-a-bly.&lt;br /&gt;2. It's been a while since I ate MacDonald's ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;3. It's been a while since I ate Ben and Jerry's.&lt;br /&gt;4. It's been a while since I ate ice cream with someone.&lt;br /&gt;5. It's been a while since somebody bought me ice cream. *hinthint*&lt;br /&gt;6. It's been a while since I talked about ice cream all day long.&lt;br /&gt;7. My favourite ice cream flavour is EVERYTHING. EXCEPT DURIAN.&lt;br /&gt;8. Buy for me ice cream and I'll be happy. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;9. Eat ice cream together with me. and I'll be happier.&lt;br /&gt;10. Whatever it is, I WANT ICE CREAM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO ALL YOU ICE CREAM FANS OUT THERE,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAG MY FREAKING TAGBOARD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaykay.&lt;br /&gt;goodnight!&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-1116060093897413162?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/1116060093897413162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/10/ice-cream.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/1116060093897413162'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;Well,&lt;br /&gt;now she knows WHY I want her to change so badly.&lt;br /&gt;She knows the importance of changing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still love her if you guys are asking that question.&lt;br /&gt;that's why I'm giving her a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry if she would hurt me again or not.&lt;br /&gt;She promised not to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If she did,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll do what she did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll walk off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace.&lt;br /&gt;;]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-3182750593196828344?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/3182750593196828344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/09/given-chance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/3182750593196828344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/3182750593196828344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/09/given-chance.html' title='A given chance.'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-363542538173692160</id><published>2009-09-25T22:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T22:51:16.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We may be dumb, but we're wise.</title><content type='html'>Joe was right.&lt;br /&gt;My heart's hardened now.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you tallfuck.&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these while,&lt;br /&gt;I thought you really loved me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously,&lt;br /&gt;don't say that you love me if you can't show it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love needs care.&lt;br /&gt;You show more care to your other MALE friend than you show me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So don't say those three words.&lt;br /&gt;They're meaningless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay, enough already.&lt;br /&gt;I've scolded you enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH HECK CARE AH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You always don't think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the main point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU. DON'T. THINK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so does your MALE friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care if people are dumb or stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I care a lot if they're not wise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe.&lt;br /&gt;Mackenzie.&lt;br /&gt;Darryl.&lt;br /&gt;Yingqi.&lt;br /&gt;Imran.&lt;br /&gt;Sabrina Z.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a few others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We may sometimes be dumb.&lt;br /&gt;But at least we're wise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you can't teach a person how to be wise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They need to learn it for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's why I'm angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys can't learn by yourselves.&lt;br /&gt;and that's so fucked up.&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;Now, seriously. enough of HER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a new good friend today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOHOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her name is Sabrina.&lt;br /&gt;From sec 3 Opal.&lt;br /&gt;Coolshit siol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've become closer to my friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imran.&lt;br /&gt;Xianda.&lt;br /&gt;Yingqi.&lt;br /&gt;Joey Tham.&lt;br /&gt;Afiq.&lt;br /&gt;Mac.&lt;br /&gt;Joe. (especially this guy. great fella.)&lt;br /&gt;Darryl. (straight-forward. I like.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and many more.&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it when people share about their life stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could do it with my future girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;Damn nice man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine that.&lt;br /&gt;Damn nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thanks for today;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~"~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yingqi. You motherf*cker. :Deven though I beat you, I whack you, I pinch you I slap you, I spray water at you,you're a really great friend.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You'd probably say this right now;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yingqi: EH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~"~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe Llouiz.&lt;br /&gt;Makenzie.&lt;br /&gt;Darryl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheebye motherf*ckers also. :D&lt;br /&gt;Damn good guy friends.&lt;br /&gt;Very straight-forward.&lt;br /&gt;Ego, yes. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;But they're damn nice if you know them well.&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~"~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aubrey. Chubbyshit. :]&lt;br /&gt;Imran. Coolspecs. :]&lt;br /&gt;Sabrina Z. Seriously, you're another wise girl. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like,&lt;br /&gt;even though all three of you are in sec three and are younger than me,&lt;br /&gt;you guys are still good friends and can think very far.&lt;br /&gt;I like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~"~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chua Xianda.&lt;br /&gt;Joey Tham.&lt;br /&gt;Afiq.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life stories.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;They've helped me with a lot of my problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~"~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for the rest whom I didn't name,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKYOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, I say this sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We may be dumb, but at least we're wise.&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she broke up with me.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't ask for it.&lt;br /&gt;She walked away.&lt;br /&gt;Without looking back.&lt;br /&gt;Without even texting me after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO DON'T SAY THAT I TREAT HER LIKE SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only scolded her.&lt;br /&gt;If I don't scold her,&lt;br /&gt;then she wouldn't know what her mistake was.&lt;br /&gt;And she would repeat it over and OVER again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she gave up on me.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't give up on her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-363542538173692160?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/363542538173692160/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-4179300430996946290</id><published>2009-09-24T22:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T22:19:34.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Single.</title><content type='html'>You walk away just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not even a glance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not even an apology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye Nurdiyanah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-4179300430996946290?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/4179300430996946290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/09/single.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link 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raya.&lt;br /&gt;Got school.&lt;br /&gt;Got back some of prelim papers.&lt;br /&gt;Not satisfied with results.&lt;br /&gt;I'll show you all the result slip when I get it.&lt;br /&gt;If, there is a result slip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esther seemed happy cause I was able to eat with her again during recess.&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;Or is it just me?&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Jelapang with Shaun Goh after school.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;Had great talks with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then met Yingqi otw back to school.&lt;br /&gt;With her red headphones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then waited for Aubrey at school busstop.&lt;br /&gt;Her chubby-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qi Xiang came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left school at 8.15pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thank you Yingqi.&lt;br /&gt;and Aubrey.&lt;br /&gt;and Shaun Goh.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-9032021194755954186?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/9032021194755954186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/09/hmmm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/9032021194755954186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/9032021194755954186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/09/hmmm.html' title='Hmmm.'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-5649307760676511925</id><published>2009-09-20T10:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T10:46:53.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hari Raya.</title><content type='html'>My mum asked me a question yesterday while I was helping her in the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama: "Zul, do you like hari raya?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zul: "yeah, why?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama: "Well, I don't like it. I hate it. I hate Hari Raya."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then there was silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Hari Raya isn't a day of hapiness now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two people that I dearly love are gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the 2nd year that I'm celebrating Hari Raya without my grandfather.&lt;br /&gt;This is the 3rd year I'm celebrating without my grandmother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it still feels the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No hapiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how my mother feel.&lt;br /&gt;She's a strong woman.&lt;br /&gt;Very strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry if I have done wrong towards you, my dear grandparents.&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;Al-fatihah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-5649307760676511925?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/5649307760676511925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/09/hari-raya.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/5649307760676511925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/5649307760676511925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/09/hari-raya.html' title='Hari Raya.'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-8648874159802247250</id><published>2009-09-18T17:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T17:46:07.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>D.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry D if I've hurt you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I think you don't understand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't love her anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I only like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's a difference between love and like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like all of my friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;only you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry for telling you something untrue yesterday night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was angry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was frustrated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I'm sorry that I let my emotions take control of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been 2 years plus since I've chatted with her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I don't even know why we stopped talking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe she's angry at me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Nurdiyanah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry for what I've done towards you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382739848186257394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/SrNVX3l7X_I/AAAAAAAAAKg/mY1P75hbR5k/s400/DiyanahZul.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The plaster on my finger and my face is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;unnecessary&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But still, you love that picture of us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't love that picture.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just love us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love you Nurdiyanah..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-8648874159802247250?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/8648874159802247250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/09/d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/8648874159802247250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/8648874159802247250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/09/d.html' title='D.'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/SrNVX3l7X_I/AAAAAAAAAKg/mY1P75hbR5k/s72-c/DiyanahZul.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-2058665525872619810</id><published>2009-09-17T23:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T23:30:53.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FH.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeap. Reminds me of her. FH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TSK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At least tell me why you're angry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/SrJU_GFy4rI/AAAAAAAAAKY/wFR3tG6cBUM/s1600-h/FH.+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382457947604574898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 383px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/SrJU_GFy4rI/AAAAAAAAAKY/wFR3tG6cBUM/s400/FH.+001.jpg" 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/6671967009255323412-2058665525872619810?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/2058665525872619810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/09/fh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/2058665525872619810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/2058665525872619810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/09/fh.html' title='FH.'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/SrJU_GFy4rI/AAAAAAAAAKY/wFR3tG6cBUM/s72-c/FH.+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-8521657105312858668</id><published>2009-09-17T21:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T22:01:22.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ever got it?</title><content type='html'>Have you ever felt somewhat, confused?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like,&lt;br /&gt;you're happy.&lt;br /&gt;But you're also sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like,&lt;br /&gt;you're giving trust.&lt;br /&gt;But you're not trusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like,&lt;br /&gt;You think you're doing the right thing,&lt;br /&gt;but in fact,&lt;br /&gt;it's not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smile.&lt;br /&gt;Even now.&lt;br /&gt;But I don't know what I'm smiling for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I somehow feel some sadness in me.&lt;br /&gt;But still, I smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care if all of you don't like me or what.&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes, I do care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm even smiling right now.&lt;br /&gt;But I don't know why I'm smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's always mixed.&lt;br /&gt;Mixed feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I remove this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever gotten it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-8521657105312858668?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/8521657105312858668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/09/ever-got-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/8521657105312858668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/8521657105312858668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/09/ever-got-it.html' title='Ever got it?'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-5351889270458985473</id><published>2009-09-13T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T21:15:12.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too fast.</title><content type='html'>I was cleaning the house today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleaning my room.&lt;br /&gt;The storeroom.&lt;br /&gt;And places that I've never seen before in the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I saw loads of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my childhood toys.&lt;br /&gt;My old clothings.&lt;br /&gt;Pictures of my brother, sister, and I when we were young.&lt;br /&gt;Pictures of my Dad and Mum when they were young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All those cards my brother and I collected.&lt;br /&gt;We collected pokemon cards.&lt;br /&gt;Digimon cards.&lt;br /&gt;And cards that we can never see in shops now.&lt;br /&gt;There's snap.&lt;br /&gt;Old maid.&lt;br /&gt;and many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all my lego.&lt;br /&gt;Not the small ones.&lt;br /&gt;The small ones are in school. (i think)&lt;br /&gt;All the bigbig kind of lego.&lt;br /&gt;Lego for toddlers I think.&lt;br /&gt;I used to play with them when I was 1-6?&lt;br /&gt;When I was still living with my Aruah Mak and Tok. ( my grandparents, that's not here anymore..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. Mak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's very funny you know.&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I played with my lego,&lt;br /&gt;she would always sit next to me and mess up my curly hair.&lt;br /&gt;And she would always ask me,&lt;br /&gt;"Zul nak buat ape ni?"&lt;br /&gt;which means,&lt;br /&gt;"What are you going to build Zul?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I would just tell her that I'm going to build something for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the end,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would just give her a 'brick'.&lt;br /&gt;And say that it's a cake.&lt;br /&gt;and I would smile.&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living with her is like living in a world of my own.&lt;br /&gt;She wouldn't disturb me unless I disturb her.&lt;br /&gt;(pfft. unlike now. everytime I hear my parents shouting my name, asking me for their "help". They always ask me to do stuff that they can do themselves.)&lt;br /&gt;And she would never disturb me when I'm drawing or playing with my toys, or making paper aeroplanes with my brother.&lt;br /&gt;Unless it was time to eat. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carefree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was no problems.&lt;br /&gt;No worries.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;None.&lt;br /&gt;Nil.&lt;br /&gt;Nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll just wake up.&lt;br /&gt;Bathe.&lt;br /&gt;Eat.&lt;br /&gt;Play.&lt;br /&gt;Watch tv.&lt;br /&gt;Eat.&lt;br /&gt;Take a nap.&lt;br /&gt;Wake up.&lt;br /&gt;Play again.&lt;br /&gt;Bathe.&lt;br /&gt;Eat again.&lt;br /&gt;Watch tv for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;Then sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was my life when I was living with Mak.&lt;br /&gt;Then as I grew older,&lt;br /&gt;when I entered primary school,&lt;br /&gt;I left her house and went to stay with Mum and Dad.&lt;br /&gt;And we would visit her sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it when we visit her.&lt;br /&gt;She'll always have those crackers that I love.&lt;br /&gt;I always forget the name of those crackers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after looking at all those pictures.&lt;br /&gt;all those toys.&lt;br /&gt;and the small pillow that Mak always ask me to use when I go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I go back to those times?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And live with Mak again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know she's not here anymore..&lt;br /&gt;And there's nothing I can do about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was a kid again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zul sayaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaang Mak.&lt;br /&gt;Sayang banyakbanyak.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-5351889270458985473?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/5351889270458985473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/09/too-fast.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/5351889270458985473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/5351889270458985473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/09/too-fast.html' title='Too fast.'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-408247896112689374</id><published>2009-09-10T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T21:40:54.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zany.</title><content type='html'>Watch Zany's videos on youtube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oQvEqglr_Dc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send to your friends if you like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO AND PROMOTE HER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I can jam with her one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-408247896112689374?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-5687205918114888113</id><published>2009-09-08T21:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T21:19:15.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 days after the day.</title><content type='html'>Nyaha.&lt;br /&gt;I finished making notes on ALL the units for Physics today.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a happy man.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I revised on some units as well.&lt;br /&gt;Units that I'm not so good on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, enough of studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Joey Tham Hong Min for the card(s).&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Darryl, Mackenzie, Qi Xiang, and Xinli for the acrylic paint.&lt;br /&gt;haha,&lt;br /&gt;although it wasn't a surprise.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thank you Sulaiha and Afifah.&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you Qistina?&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't check.&lt;br /&gt;I don't tweet remember?&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay, blahblahblah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a small table for myself at Ikea yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I can study at home.&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaykay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just that......&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;I LOVE YOU NURDIYANAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaykay,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-5687205918114888113?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-1907863944594834939</id><published>2009-09-06T22:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T23:49:10.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice birthday.</title><content type='html'>I'm 16.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my day today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 10plus to the sound of my handphone vibrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Diyanah.&lt;br /&gt;I hung up on her cause I didn't want her to hear my 'just woke up' voice.&lt;br /&gt;Heh, sorry D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read through new msgs quickly.&lt;br /&gt;She told me she was already at my block's void deck.&lt;br /&gt;SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was supposed to go to her void deck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quickly texted her saying that I'll be down in 5 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brushed my teeth, washed my face, wore a shirt ( I slept shirtless ) and I quickly went down with my phone and wallet.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't change pants and I was wearing Yew Tee Primary shorts which is VERY SHORT.&lt;br /&gt;Sexy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went down by stairs as it was much faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I saw her.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, the sepet eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She let down her curly hair. (which I like!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She gave me a present. (3 presents actually. Card. Sketchbook. and cornflakes.)&lt;br /&gt;Thank you D. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she hugged me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That hug really made me much more awake.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Diyanah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to buy newspapers.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I didn't wanna go home empty handed. ( I went out without my parents consent. O.O )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We chatted while walking.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After buying the newspapers, as we sat down at the 302 bus stop, my father called me.&lt;br /&gt;He asked me to buy kerosene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Diyanah and I went to 'shop' again. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talk&amp;talk again.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After buying the kerosene at yew tee point,&lt;br /&gt;we went to the 302 bus stop again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for the bus,&lt;br /&gt;we chatted again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologised to her.&lt;br /&gt;And she kept on saying 'happy birthday' to me.&lt;br /&gt;Cute girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the bus came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bid her farewell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I kissed her.&lt;br /&gt;( on the cheeks lah )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not before seeing the bus leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's my birthday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bathed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Painted my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was nice to paint alone.&lt;br /&gt;While listening to some music.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then blahblah.&lt;br /&gt;Bathed again.&lt;br /&gt;Went out to Al-Ameen to break fast.&lt;br /&gt;I thought we were going to Al-Azhar, but it was packed.&lt;br /&gt;TSK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to geylang. Again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then homed.&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's how my birthday went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know.&lt;br /&gt;Only the morning part is nice.&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay,&lt;br /&gt;now,&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank everyone who wished me a happy birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Starting from the first one,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heng Hwee Chang 2314 thanks for the present! clever ah you! mail to me! :)&lt;br /&gt;Chua Xianda 2357&lt;br /&gt;Mirah 0000&lt;br /&gt;Azimah 0001&lt;br /&gt;Zaki 0001&lt;br /&gt;Imran 0001&lt;br /&gt;Nurdiyanah bte Sulaimi 0003&lt;br /&gt;Alif Husaini 0004&lt;br /&gt;Ashri 0009&lt;br /&gt;Jerene 0020&lt;br /&gt;Ardila 0026&lt;br /&gt;Aernawaniz 0035&lt;br /&gt;Hakim 0056&lt;br /&gt;Monica 0141&lt;br /&gt;Khoo Qi Xiang 1058&lt;br /&gt;Zen 1125&lt;br /&gt;Ramizah 1137&lt;br /&gt;Afiqah 1446&lt;br /&gt;Wei Lin 1736&lt;br /&gt;Brandon 1800plus?&lt;br /&gt;Swee Sheng 2000plus?&lt;br /&gt;Esther 2125&lt;br /&gt;Katrina 2346&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's also people from facebook and such.&lt;br /&gt;sorry I'm lazy to check! sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know got Dosh.&lt;br /&gt;Then got, umm, other people.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for wishing me a happy birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thank you Nurdiyanah bte Sulaimi.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-1907863944594834939?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/1907863944594834939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>Its like, Woah.</title><content type='html'>Painted the house AGAIN today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause my parents didn't like the colour of this one wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, all the other walls are light brown in colour.&lt;br /&gt;And one wall is in greyishgreen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I've bathed and all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I painted that one to light brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL ALONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then halfway painting, someone texted me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just replied, "yes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm angry at you.&lt;br /&gt;I'm frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't spend time with me.&lt;br /&gt;You don't even TRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that time our 2nd month,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you said you have to teach him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You HAVE to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he asked you to, it doesn't mean you have to.&lt;br /&gt;You could reject you know.&lt;br /&gt;There are many other people who could teach him.&lt;br /&gt;MANY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was our 2nd month.&lt;br /&gt;and you don't even care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you say I'm not understanding?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't IGNORE and FORGET everytime you make a mistake.&lt;br /&gt;It's just NOT in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell you straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you say I'm EGO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just honest.&lt;br /&gt;And straight forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't say that I'm great or anything.&lt;br /&gt;Only egoistic guys say that they're great.&lt;br /&gt;I don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to say already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've told you every single fault you have done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't even TRY to change,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, I got nothing to say already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't even give me time Diyanah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOAH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-261287201896029007?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/261287201896029007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-like-woah.html#comment-form' title='0 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mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Negative thoughts are inside my fucking brain.&lt;br /&gt;Negative thoughts about YOU!&lt;br /&gt;FUCK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-8458720600898836789?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/8458720600898836789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/09/like-mother-like-son.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/8458720600898836789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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6.50plus.&lt;br /&gt;Nyaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bathed and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I went out of the house at 7.05plus i think.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;I didn't eat. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then train-ed to Bukit Gombak.&lt;br /&gt;WALKED to school.&lt;br /&gt;Got blisters on my heels cause I was wearing my sister's shoe.&lt;br /&gt;Wearing without her consent.&lt;br /&gt;HAH! IN YOUR FACE SISTAHHHHH!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;But the blisters damn painful.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asked from Diyanah calculator.&lt;br /&gt;And also Wei Jie from 3 Opal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One calculator for Xianda, one for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then had E Maths prelims.&lt;br /&gt;Doable.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid sequencing and Standard Deviation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After prelims went to play pool at Bukit Timah.&lt;br /&gt;I won a lot.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;They were shocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then followed them go eat.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't eat lah of course.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a good Muslim.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to buy Nasi Goreng Daging Merah from Al-Azhar ( FAVOURITE ) for break fast.&lt;br /&gt;I bought it at 4plus?&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to school with JOE LLOUIZ.&lt;br /&gt;Saw Diyanah and her friends near the gate.&lt;br /&gt;Shouted goodbye to her.&lt;br /&gt;SHOUTED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then blahblahblah.&lt;br /&gt;Drew and drew to make time past by faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Ardila and she wasn't frowning.&lt;br /&gt;Joe also noticed that.&lt;br /&gt;nyaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then drew again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN BREAK FAST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nyaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate HAPPILY.&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then took Yingqi's phone away from her.&lt;br /&gt;Cause she didn't want to eat panadol when she's sick.&lt;br /&gt;Took her around 30 minutes? to eat the freaking small panadol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I gave her back her phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then chilled a little.&lt;br /&gt;Until Ms Andrea Lim came to the concourse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She thought me chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;Then chitchat a little with Qi Xiang and her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then blahblahblah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Swee Sheng and Gerald!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Nikos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made us late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then blahblah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh yah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to Darryl for the slippers.&lt;br /&gt;and Yingqi for the shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&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;I don't know why ah..&lt;br /&gt;but I'm having trouble trusting you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like, one sided ****.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope my insticts are wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's deteriorating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like my previous times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-3543208382298512444?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/3543208382298512444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/09/blisters.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/3543208382298512444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/3543208382298512444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/09/blisters.html' title='Blisters.'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-3285824367028343949</id><published>2009-08-30T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T15:49:41.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Notices.</title><content type='html'>I just noticed something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My previous post was my 100th post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks again Hwee Chang, for the blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now,&lt;br /&gt;another notice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed that I can't chase after my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;Due to O levels.&lt;br /&gt;TSK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't draw properly cause everytime I do, I'll remember that I have to STUDY.&lt;br /&gt;I can't play the guitar properly cause everytime I do, I'll remember I have to STUDY.&lt;br /&gt;I can't write properly cause everytime I do, I'll remember I have to STUDY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's damn irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, if I wanna study,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll remember that I don't have textbooks at home.&lt;br /&gt;I only have Physics at home.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll bring my textbooks home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll start studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ily Nurdiyanah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-3285824367028343949?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-8153007476725909681</id><published>2009-08-28T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T00:04:47.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Short Post.</title><content type='html'>Just a short post to keep you guys updated.&lt;br /&gt;(thanks for reading my blog! :])&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.still going for night study, although it's fasting month.&lt;br /&gt;.break fast at school.&lt;br /&gt;.Bashed Qi Xiang on 26th August as it was his birthday.&lt;br /&gt;.Wrote half of the first chapter of my book.&lt;br /&gt;.Finished my design&amp;technology coursework.&lt;br /&gt;.I'm very happy.&lt;br /&gt;.Next Wednesday is my 2nd month.&lt;br /&gt;.Next Sunday is my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;.I didn't retake my mother tongue O level.&lt;br /&gt;.I got a B4 for it and a pass for the oral part.&lt;br /&gt;.My prelims just started today.&lt;br /&gt;.English paper.&lt;br /&gt;.Tomorrow going Bras Basah.&lt;br /&gt;.People are afraid of putting their REAL names in my tagboard.&lt;br /&gt;.Instead, they are using another person's name.&lt;br /&gt;.Such loser.&lt;br /&gt;.Went to Mac's house today.&lt;br /&gt;.Bowling.&lt;br /&gt;.Yingqi can make the face that I always do when people act.&lt;br /&gt;.Joe is a crazy man.&lt;br /&gt;.I will fast everysingle day of the fasting month, insyaallah.&lt;br /&gt;.I bought more stationaries.&lt;br /&gt;.I'm a happy man. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and most importantly................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.I love Nurdiyanah bte Sulaimi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And her eyes are still sepet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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But I think the price isn't worth it.&lt;br /&gt;But I bought a tee!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;Very, colourful.&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;and I bought the ciggeratte case!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;$3 only!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my Mum and Dad thought I smoked. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought the case cause I wanna make a wallet out of it.&lt;br /&gt;Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, went to the place near Sultan Mousque to buy food for break fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a lot of food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, it's 6.46pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Break fast is at 7. 14pm right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;I'll just wait.&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post more another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to write!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Nurdiyanah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-2703283758272498544?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/2703283758272498544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/08/2nd-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/2703283758272498544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/2703283758272498544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/08/2nd-day.html' title='2nd day.'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-2580412263510614601</id><published>2009-08-21T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T22:21:29.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malay.</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow fasting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to NOT eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week's prelims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Swee Sheng just now told me that O levels is in 40days.&lt;br /&gt;Right?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darryl was sad just now.&lt;br /&gt;Can see from his face.&lt;br /&gt;Although he still made his usual jokes.&lt;br /&gt;:|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diyanah told me how to niat.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;I always forget to niat.&lt;br /&gt;But I still fast!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;since it's fasting month,&lt;br /&gt;I should cut down on my vulgars.&lt;br /&gt;MUST NOT SCOLD VULGARS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should also learn from Diyanah how to chill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And NOT to use sarcasm at people.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, people get much angrier when I use sarcasm.&lt;br /&gt;Pfft.&lt;br /&gt;Idiots.&lt;br /&gt;At least my fists don't move.&lt;br /&gt;Brains are better than brawns.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a B4 for my O level malay.&lt;br /&gt;And a P (pass) for my o level malay orals.&lt;br /&gt;A freaking p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at least I reached my target. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I should retake or not.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone keep asking me to retake.&lt;br /&gt;But I don't want.&lt;br /&gt;I already reached my freaking target.&lt;br /&gt;argh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today,&lt;br /&gt;after the Friday Prayers,&lt;br /&gt;when I finished my preayers,&lt;br /&gt;I looked at my toe.&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS BLEEDING!&lt;br /&gt;How can it bleed?!&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after prayers went to Lot 1 popular, to help Afiq find MY type of files.&lt;br /&gt;You know, the one that can extend one.&lt;br /&gt;My file. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to meet.....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NURDIYANAH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought her maths.&lt;br /&gt;Then she wanted to do chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;But I suck at chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Then we talktalktalktalktalktalktalk. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I back to school for night study.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I gave her something first uh.&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then studied Social Studies.&lt;br /&gt;Then had some 'discussions' with the concourse gang.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went home with Swee Sheng and Genevieve.&lt;br /&gt;Swee Sheng was damn tired.&lt;br /&gt;Can see from his face.&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;But he's strong.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home.&lt;br /&gt;Ate chicken chop chicken with rice (wtf is that?).&lt;br /&gt;But nice uh.&lt;br /&gt;Got mayonaise.&lt;br /&gt;The mayonaise nice.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then blahblahblah..&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm eating ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;Ben&amp;Jerry's Chocolate Macadamia.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaykay,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;post some other time.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna check my email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;div 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:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-2418884924245808705</id><published>2009-08-18T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T22:38:55.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm tired.</title><content type='html'>10.29pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting more and more tired as each day passes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm still going on strong! WOOOOOOOOO!. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things happened to me these past few days.&lt;br /&gt;Things don't usually work out the way I planned it to.&lt;br /&gt;Other people just suddenly come into the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like please lah.&lt;br /&gt;You're the one who made the mistake.&lt;br /&gt;YOU talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask your friends to talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;You bring along your friends when you wanna talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;Cause my circle of friends is much bigger.&lt;br /&gt;And I cherish each and everyone who helped me, in any way possible.&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll talk to you tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Then settle alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to make Diyanah sad again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cry. You cry. We cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry if I made this into a big fuss or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need to do something.&lt;br /&gt;I need to have the feeling of me protecting you.&lt;br /&gt;If I don't do anything and ignore them,&lt;br /&gt;I think it'll get bigger next time.&lt;br /&gt;I just need to talk to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't mean to make it into a big mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I'm said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I can't think of what to post right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studying, problems and alot of other things has filled my brain.&lt;br /&gt;So byebye.&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-2418884924245808705?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/2418884924245808705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-tired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/2418884924245808705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/2418884924245808705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-tired.html' title='I&apos;m tired.'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-1965301871531366465</id><published>2009-08-16T23:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T23:32:04.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy Zulqarnain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/SoglUVuZk-I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/zznofnJqEds/s1600-h/Lazy_Me_by_gilad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 206px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/SoglUVuZk-I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/zznofnJqEds/s400/Lazy_Me_by_gilad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370583586998686690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exactly like Zulqarnain Bin Zainudin. Muahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, this is Diyanah. &lt;br /&gt;Zul is lazy to update. He asked me to update. Ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, good luck to those taking their O level oral examination tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Next year will be my turn. Tsk . Idiot O.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay ciao.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-1965301871531366465?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/1965301871531366465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/08/lazy-zulqarnain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/1965301871531366465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/1965301871531366465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/08/lazy-zulqarnain.html' title='Lazy Zulqarnain'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/SoglUVuZk-I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/zznofnJqEds/s72-c/Lazy_Me_by_gilad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-6613125839412232086</id><published>2009-08-15T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T17:45:44.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Design&amp;Technology.</title><content type='html'>Updatesupdatesupdates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been doing DNT lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not good at colouring with colour pencils.&lt;br /&gt;tsk. I need someone to teach me how to colour.&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exploded view is quite the awesomeness.&lt;br /&gt;Photocopied it.&lt;br /&gt;WOOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orthographic drawing still on the way.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I left my textbook in class.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I have to hand in everything next week.&lt;br /&gt;Good right?&lt;br /&gt;haha. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been seeing much of my family lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the first to wake up everyday.&lt;br /&gt;I wake up at 5.30am, fyi.&lt;br /&gt;And by the time I'm done bathing, eating breakfast (breakfast that I made myself), and packing my stuff, it's already 6.20plus.&lt;br /&gt;And my family is still sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, sometimes my mum wakes up.&lt;br /&gt;cause she wants to make breakfast for me.&lt;br /&gt;haha, thanks mama. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but if she doesn't wake up,&lt;br /&gt;I have to walk all the way to her room,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nudge her a little,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tell her,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ma, Zul pegi sekolah dulu tau." meaning, "Ma, I go school first kay."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I would kiss her hand and she would kiss my cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's my morning routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm at school from 7.30am till 8.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;Cause of night study.&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by the time I reach home, which is at 9.30pm or so, everyone would be doing their own stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother with his laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister inside her room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum doing housechores.  Tsk. Stupid sister. Never help mama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad watching tv or watching youtube.&lt;br /&gt;Yea, my dad watches youtube.&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OR,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they would all be outside, either fetching my brother from soccer, fetching my sister from WHOCARES, or eating dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I would be all alone at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So boring ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nehmine,&lt;br /&gt;after O levels,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will always see them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOOOO~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaykay,&lt;br /&gt;enough of posting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post more another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ily Diyanah. ;]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-6613125839412232086?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/6613125839412232086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/08/design.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/6613125839412232086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/6613125839412232086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/08/design.html' title='Design&amp;Technology.'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-7286905075960777332</id><published>2009-08-12T22:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T22:20:06.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The photo is the most important. :]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/SoLNn3_6OOI/AAAAAAAAAKI/bZcXhiyKfDo/s1600-h/DiyanahZul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369079790709651682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/SoLNn3_6OOI/AAAAAAAAAKI/bZcXhiyKfDo/s400/DiyanahZul.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sepet&lt;/span&gt; eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;curly hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at last I can post a picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;WOOT&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night study started yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Definition of night study in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Dunearn&lt;/span&gt; Secondary school;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Students may study in the canteen from 6.30pm till 8.30pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only 3 teachers are on duty each night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Tralala&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so I studied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Weeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I studied Science Physics yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause there was a test today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Muahaha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The test quite okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I don't know if I can get high marks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:l&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yeap,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we're both alright already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How can you be mad at the one you love for a long time?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. :]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday and today quite boring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PE we played hockey! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but then stopped halfway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;played captain's ball instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stupid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hockey is 238581736412029371903650248198234728936 times better than captain's ball.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then blahblahblah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;boringboring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tralalala.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;byebye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-7286905075960777332?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/7286905075960777332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/08/photo-is-most-important.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/7286905075960777332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/7286905075960777332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/08/photo-is-most-important.html' title='The photo is the most important. :]'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/SoLNn3_6OOI/AAAAAAAAAKI/bZcXhiyKfDo/s72-c/DiyanahZul.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-3993219111756722962</id><published>2009-08-10T21:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T22:12:20.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Painted.</title><content type='html'>House has been painted.&lt;br /&gt;Wallpapers are fully removed.&lt;br /&gt;Only a part of the living room left, and also my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The painting has made me relaxed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm still angry at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No mood to post more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm thinking of something else..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-3993219111756722962?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/3993219111756722962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/08/painted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/3993219111756722962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/3993219111756722962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/08/painted.html' title='Painted.'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-5177469012091857587</id><published>2009-08-10T00:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T00:53:29.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being honest and sincere.</title><content type='html'>From the bottom of my heart,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am JEALOUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel as though I'm not supposed to be who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I not yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't I be the one who should be there for you, always?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't I be one whom you're supposed to be talking to, about your problems and all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't I be the one who is suposed to call you, every single day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't everybody else just FUCK OFF and NOT tell you that he likes you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't they just face the fact that we're together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEY shouldn't be telling you that they'll wait for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEY, should just wait silently, IF they can wait, cause, I won't leave you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEY, SHOULD FUCK OFF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I feel the jealousy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I be angry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I be mad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or should I just ignore, like what I've done for the past 1 month and 8 days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or should I do something NOW?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna talk to you.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna straighten things out with you.&lt;br /&gt;No more secrets.&lt;br /&gt;NONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and don't ask me if I'm okay or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-5177469012091857587?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/5177469012091857587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/08/being-honest-and-sincere.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/5177469012091857587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/5177469012091857587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/08/being-honest-and-sincere.html' title='Being honest and sincere.'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-3050869331690224186</id><published>2009-08-09T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T21:52:38.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flyer. Kota Tinggi. National Day. Wallpapers?</title><content type='html'>Kay,&lt;br /&gt;This post will be boring.&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's long.&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Go on and read...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON FRIDAY, 07/08/09,&lt;br /&gt;I went to Singapore Flyer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Darryl, Mackenzie, Qi Xiang, Afifah, Ain and Diyanah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all met at Lot 1 first.&lt;br /&gt;Then trained to City Hall.&lt;br /&gt;Then walk.&lt;br /&gt;The walking part uh, FUH.&lt;br /&gt;Quite nice. :]&lt;br /&gt;Should walk with friends more.&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when we reached there,&lt;br /&gt;Darryl bought a piece of paper.&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we gave the 6 tickets to the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view on the flyer DAMN nice.&lt;br /&gt;But cannot see the sunset. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After ONE round,&lt;br /&gt;we went to eat.&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The options were;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Popeyes,&lt;br /&gt;Roadside stall,&lt;br /&gt;walkwalk till we find somewhere nice to eat,&lt;br /&gt;and KFC (since Ain took ALOT of the KFC coupon at Lot 1. Lol. Cute.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And,......................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE WENT TO KFC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woot.&lt;br /&gt;KFC at Marina Square.&lt;br /&gt;The KFC there ah, VERYVERYVERY COLD.&lt;br /&gt;Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;Afifah's laugh very funny and cute.&lt;br /&gt;Then Darryl ah, tsktsktsk. A__. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then tralala,&lt;br /&gt;went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was very worried for Diyanah.&lt;br /&gt;Cause she was supposed to reach home at 8.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;But we reached city hall MRT at 9.30? I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;:l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON SATURDAY, 08/08/09,&lt;br /&gt;I went to Kota Tinggi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my family. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went there by car.&lt;br /&gt;I slept on the way there and on the way back home.&lt;br /&gt;Teheeee. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the waterfall at Kota Tinggi.&lt;br /&gt;The scenery at the entrance like SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;But the waterfall is VERYVERY nice.&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;The water is damn cold.&lt;br /&gt;It's like, bathing in ice cold water.&lt;br /&gt;tsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we ate at Marrybrown.&lt;br /&gt;I hate marrybrown.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then CUT HAIR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother and I went to cut hair at this salon that he chose.&lt;br /&gt;Cause he's the older one, he gets to choose.&lt;br /&gt;Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hairdresser washed my hair first cause I used wax.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;the washing is like, MASSAGING.&lt;br /&gt;Nice. :]&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU GATSBY.&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hairdresser put in a lot of effort in cutting my hair sia.&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Can see from his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first he asked me to chose a hairstyle from this booklet.&lt;br /&gt;But I was like, "There's none here that suits me".&lt;br /&gt;Cause they were all examples of long haired dudes.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I told him, just cut anything lah.&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind.&lt;br /&gt;Hair can grow what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he did the cutting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHORT sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he asked me if I wanted blahblahblahblahblah.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't understand what he was saying.&lt;br /&gt;Cause he was talking in a SLANG-ed malay language.&lt;br /&gt;So I asked my brother what he was saying.&lt;br /&gt;My brother just told him, "Buat ajelah.".&lt;br /&gt;Which meant, "Just do it.".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the hairdresser did what he wanted to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN,&lt;br /&gt;My mum saw what he was doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND SHE panicked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hairdresser was actually trying to make an initial on my back.&lt;br /&gt;FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now there's one line on the left back of my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nehmine,&lt;br /&gt;like I said,&lt;br /&gt;Hair can grow.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then blahblahblah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched a movie called "Setem" at City Square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went home.&lt;br /&gt;Lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, 09/08/09;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up, went to the CCK gym in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;Swee Sheng, Brandon, Syapork and Qi Xiang was there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my family went bowling with my uncle's family.&lt;br /&gt;Fun. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then ate at Rasarasa at Woodlands.&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmmmmmmmmm. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TORE DOWN THE WALLPAPER IN MY HOUSE.&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The damnfreakingfuckingnice wallpapers are now gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nehmine.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna paint the house tomorrow I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh yeah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I STOOD UP DURING THE PLEDGE MOMENT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stood up on a ladder somemore.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause I was busy tearing down the wallpaper.&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogger is still not letting me upload pictures.&lt;br /&gt;I can't even change the font size and colours and other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the reason why I want Ardila to frown is because,........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see how she looks like when she frowns?&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think she looks cuter when she TRIES to frown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And going under the sun won't make us frown lah.&lt;br /&gt;It'll only makes us squint our eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerene,&lt;br /&gt;my childhood is boring.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I was quiet when I was younger.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO POST A PICTURE OF ME AND DIYANAH TOGETHER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK BLOGGER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, idiot.&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-3050869331690224186?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' 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Kota Tinggi. National Day. Wallpapers?'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-2849667237934697981</id><published>2009-08-07T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T15:42:07.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School's National Day.</title><content type='html'>National Day celebrations in Dunearn Secondary School is getting more boring each year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like come on lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's national day sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to cry on national days during primary school. (I swear.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I was so proud of my nation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondary school sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay nehmine.&lt;br /&gt;I still had fun shouting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wore Diyanah's panther house t-shirt just now.&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's red. -.-&lt;br /&gt;It's an M size, and Diyanah thought I couldn't fit in it.&lt;br /&gt;TSK.&lt;br /&gt;The shirt just looks small when I wear it cause I'm muscular. CHEY. :D&lt;br /&gt;jkjk. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, for the performances;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevin Jacob Thomas is really a good narrator.&lt;br /&gt;Damn good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Andrea Lim is good at acting like a bimbo. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zaki is good at telling malay poems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then ummm,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunearn Secondary is good at shouting? Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benedict, Darryl, Mackenzie and I played chee ko pak (did I spell it correctly?) when the quiz took place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIMAK, the quiz FUCKING boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then played the 'thumb game' with Bakri and Firdaus.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, :].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The celebration damn boring ah.&lt;br /&gt;Good thing the school isn't strict enough to not let us shout.&lt;br /&gt;WOOT~!&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the new National Day song sucks.&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't even sound National Day-ish.&lt;br /&gt;Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh yeah!&lt;br /&gt;and I saw Ardila in the hall just now while the celebration took place.&lt;br /&gt;And MY GOD,&lt;br /&gt;SHE TRIED TO FROWN!&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOTTTTT!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looks sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;funny and cute ah when she TRIES to frown.&lt;br /&gt;TRIES.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;She looks like she was smiling. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, practice harder Dila!&lt;br /&gt;Show me when you can really frown. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay ah,&lt;br /&gt;that's it for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to the Singapore Flyer later.&lt;br /&gt;WOOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebyeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-2849667237934697981?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/2849667237934697981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/08/schools-national-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/2849667237934697981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/2849667237934697981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/08/schools-national-day.html' title='School&apos;s National Day.'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-4065835011928603262</id><published>2009-08-05T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T20:50:18.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hockey.</title><content type='html'>Kay,&lt;br /&gt;this post is just to tell you guys that I now officially love hockey.&lt;br /&gt;and maybe I'll tell you guys some other "important" things.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PE just now was PHENOMENAL.&lt;br /&gt;HOCKEY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For so long have I waited to play hockey.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Dunearn.&lt;br /&gt;No CCA for hockey.&lt;br /&gt;Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT WE PLAYED HOCKEY TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first saw the sticks,&lt;br /&gt;I was like,&lt;br /&gt;YESSSSSSSSSSAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.&lt;br /&gt;When I touched the stick I was like,&lt;br /&gt;*sounds of heaven*.&lt;br /&gt;When I touched the ball with the hockey stick, I was like,&lt;br /&gt;BAIK PER HOCKEY.&lt;br /&gt;But when I tried to hit the ball,&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA, I missed. :]&lt;br /&gt;First timer mah.&lt;br /&gt;So I practiced lah. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I practiced with Afiq.&lt;br /&gt;I tell you, his push is FAST.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I hate pushing.&lt;br /&gt;My ball goes slow when I push.&lt;br /&gt;Hitting better.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We passpass, then hithit, then GOT MATCH.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two teams were good.&lt;br /&gt;But Afiq isn't in my team.&lt;br /&gt;Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;Practice with him for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the end,&lt;br /&gt;my team won 3-0.&lt;br /&gt;WOOT.&lt;br /&gt;I scored one goal!&lt;br /&gt;With the help of Mirza. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But right,&lt;br /&gt;hockey quite dangerous sia.&lt;br /&gt;Or isit my class is the dangerous one?&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guo Shiong hit my foot. haha, pain siol!&lt;br /&gt;Then right,&lt;br /&gt;there's this fatty in my class.&lt;br /&gt;His name is Shawn Owen Aw Yong.&lt;br /&gt;I was dribbling (is it called dribbling?) the ball.&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly he came in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;I banged into him.&lt;br /&gt;I fell.&lt;br /&gt;He's fat.&lt;br /&gt;I scraped my knee and toe.&lt;br /&gt;Good thing I'm strong.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeapyeap.&lt;br /&gt;Hockey...&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;Poly have hockey right?&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But right,&lt;br /&gt;hockey reminds me of this long lost friend.&lt;br /&gt;She played hockey at her school.&lt;br /&gt;I was always shy around her during primary school.&lt;br /&gt;I miss talking to her on msn.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I miss her hot-tempered-ness.&lt;br /&gt;haha, stupid reason.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry if I have ever done anything wrong to you.&lt;br /&gt;I truly apologize..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I hope she sees this post.&lt;br /&gt;If she never see also nehmine.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'll always remember her.&lt;br /&gt;WOOT.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-4065835011928603262?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-6236911225518728189</id><published>2009-08-04T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T19:41:34.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Give a thankyou to Aernawaniz.</title><content type='html'>Because of HER, I have to do another post.&lt;br /&gt;Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Are you single or attached?&lt;br /&gt;None. I'm Zulqarnain bin Mohd Zainudin. :]&lt;br /&gt;and I love Diyanah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Do you have a person you like?&lt;br /&gt;Are you asking me a stupiddumbfuck question?&lt;br /&gt;Deeee-yaahhhh-naaaaaaaaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What is the name of the person that you're in love with?&lt;br /&gt;Fuck. Another stupid question.&lt;br /&gt;DIYANAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If the person you love and your mum dropped into the sea,who will you save?&lt;br /&gt;I can't save anyone.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not trained.&lt;br /&gt;So, I'll just call the lifeguard.&lt;br /&gt;Or just jump in with them.&lt;br /&gt;So we all die together!&lt;br /&gt;weeeeeeeeeeeee. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Have you ever hugged someone before?&lt;br /&gt;Let me see..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES.&lt;br /&gt;dumbf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you love your parents?&lt;br /&gt;Fuck stupid questions.&lt;br /&gt;YES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Will you hug the one you love?&lt;br /&gt;Another stupid question.&lt;br /&gt;YES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Are you willing to do anything for your boyfriend/girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;See first. :]&lt;br /&gt;If she's willing, I'm willing.&lt;br /&gt;Ladies first mahhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.Are you jealous now?&lt;br /&gt;Jealous of what sia?&lt;br /&gt;Can you like, specify or something?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not jealous of anything.&lt;br /&gt;Unless........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.Who is the last person that messaged you?&lt;br /&gt;Mama.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Who is your clique?&lt;br /&gt;Cliques are for dumbidiots who cannot expand their circle of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.Do you want babies in future?&lt;br /&gt;Duh.&lt;br /&gt;I want a daughter and a son.&lt;br /&gt;FULLSTOP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.Do you prefer Macdonald,KFC,Long John Sliver,Burger King or coffee shop?&lt;br /&gt;Can't decide. Food is niceeeeeee. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'd take coffee shop.&lt;br /&gt;Cause it has the word 'coffee' in it.&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.Do you sniff glue?&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather sniff Alep's curly hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or Diyanah's.&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.Do you smoke?&lt;br /&gt;I have asthma when I was young.&lt;br /&gt;So,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not foolish enough to bring it back by doing these things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.If your boyfriend/girlfriend is a 2-timer,what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;Depends if the guy is handsome or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depends if she really love that other guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If she does,&lt;br /&gt;then what can I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spar eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kill myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get hit by a car?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Which CCA are you in now?&lt;br /&gt;NONE. O levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.If you're rich, what'll you do?&lt;br /&gt;Buy a land,&lt;br /&gt;then share with friends.&lt;br /&gt;So that I can relax and chill with them 24/7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course,&lt;br /&gt;use some of the money to study lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And pay back my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If got leftovers,&lt;br /&gt;give to charity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.If the one you're in love with, held your hand, what'll you do?&lt;br /&gt;Never wash that hand again.&lt;br /&gt;Sial ah, disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;I'll hold her other hand instead.&lt;br /&gt;Muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. If the one you love, reject you, what'll you do?&lt;br /&gt;Reject?&lt;br /&gt;She didn't reject me.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;thankgod. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.What is your favourite cartoon character/s?&lt;br /&gt;A lot.&lt;br /&gt;Mainly spongebob.&lt;br /&gt;WOOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.Friendship or Love?&lt;br /&gt;Friendships must have love what.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.Cookie monster or Elmo?&lt;br /&gt;Cookie monster.&lt;br /&gt;He's crazy, and he eats cookies.&lt;br /&gt;He's just like me!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.do you use laptop or computer?&lt;br /&gt;Computop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I use both lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.Do you like lollipop?&lt;br /&gt;YES.&lt;br /&gt;Sugar is NICEEEEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26.Do you have a diary?&lt;br /&gt;Previously.&lt;br /&gt;When I was trying to find out who am I, why am I here, what am I supposed to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27.There's an admirer of yours and he won't die heart, what'll you do?&lt;br /&gt;Tell Diyanah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll just tell her that we should just be friends.&lt;br /&gt;If if she'd like, we could also be bestfriends.&lt;br /&gt;No more than that.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28.If you quarrel with your boyfriend/girlfriend and he/she wants to break, what'll you do?&lt;br /&gt;If I'm not at wrong, I'll ignore ah.&lt;br /&gt;If she want break, break ah.&lt;br /&gt;I never did anything wrong what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm at wrong,&lt;br /&gt;then,&lt;br /&gt;SORRY DIYANAH.&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Are you blur?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;If time calls for me to be blur.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30.If you can your hair color, what colour do you want it to be?&lt;br /&gt;I can't explain it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like,&lt;br /&gt;mixed colours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got light brown, dark brown, black, and off-white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OFF-WHITE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Who is the last person you chatted in your MSN?&lt;br /&gt;I wish it was someone like Diyanah or Hwee Chang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sadly,&lt;br /&gt;it was Benedict.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32.How many boys/girls have you beaten before?&lt;br /&gt;Who the fuck would take count of the number of people he/she has beaten up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't take note.&lt;br /&gt;Idiot question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33.If your boyfriend/girlfriend don't love you anymore, what'll you do?&lt;br /&gt;What can I do?&lt;br /&gt;She don't love me anymore what.&lt;br /&gt;Force her to love me?&lt;br /&gt;Please lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. What school are you in?&lt;br /&gt;DUNEARN SECONDARY SCHOOL.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna leave in a few months baybeh!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Tag 5 besties or friends to do this quiz:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NONE.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want them to face stupididiotfuck questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna do,&lt;br /&gt;just do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tralalalalalalalaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-6236911225518728189?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/6236911225518728189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/08/give-thankyou-to-aernawaniz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/6236911225518728189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/6236911225518728189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/08/give-thankyou-to-aernawaniz.html' title='Give a thankyou to Aernawaniz.'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-864987505993863893</id><published>2009-08-04T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T19:10:40.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tralala.</title><content type='html'>Woot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell you guys what happened yesterday and today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't go to school with Diyanah cause I was late.&lt;br /&gt;But in the end, I caught up with her. woooooooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;I saw her at the side gate.&lt;br /&gt;Baik pe. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She took 985 from the choachukang polyclinic.&lt;br /&gt;I took the MRT from Yew Tee to Bukit Gombak, then I walked to school.&lt;br /&gt;WALKED.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm still faster.&lt;br /&gt;Muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay,&lt;br /&gt;then blahblahblah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Lam still tooked out some of our Design&amp;amp;Technology period.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid soduku teacher.&lt;br /&gt;But right,&lt;br /&gt;I saw Ardila's NOTFROWNING face.&lt;br /&gt;Which made me more unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;haha, jkjk. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't finish our presentation boards.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;actually, most of us just did drawings.&lt;br /&gt;muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;kay fine, you all don't understand what I'm takling about.&lt;br /&gt;But who cares right?&lt;br /&gt;It just fills up my blog.&lt;br /&gt;woot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peer tutoring on Monday sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Humanities.&lt;br /&gt;PFFT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay,&lt;br /&gt;moving on to today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school with Diyanah.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not late!&lt;br /&gt;wohooo!&lt;br /&gt;Borrowed tie from the girl who can't frown. *hinthint* Ardila *hinthint*&lt;br /&gt;It's sad you know.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine you cannot frown.&lt;br /&gt;Then you're angry with this person.&lt;br /&gt;But you're smiling all the way.&lt;br /&gt;*imagining*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assembly was stupid.&lt;br /&gt;They talked about money.&lt;br /&gt;blahblahblah.&lt;br /&gt;Darryl didn't get the chance to see ___.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;it's all because of Mr Chue.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NIGHT STUDY IS COMING!&lt;br /&gt;WOOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then blahblahblah.&lt;br /&gt;Studystudystudy.&lt;br /&gt;Then recess with Esther and Darryl. Plus Syapork.&lt;br /&gt;Then blahblahblah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mathematics peer tutoring.&lt;br /&gt;Boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EH!&lt;br /&gt;Rhyme sia!&lt;br /&gt;get it?&lt;br /&gt;tutoring, boring?&lt;br /&gt;fine.&lt;br /&gt;it's lame.&lt;br /&gt;tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want the pictures from the SL farewell dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Can send me?&lt;br /&gt;please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:chocolate.meeuzshhen@hotmail.com"&gt;chocolate.meeuzshhen@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh wait,&lt;br /&gt;one last thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Diyanah.&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-864987505993863893?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/864987505993863893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/08/tralala.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/864987505993863893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/864987505993863893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/08/tralala.html' title='Tralala.'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-1236305963635754400</id><published>2009-08-01T23:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T23:42:13.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little bits.</title><content type='html'>Details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've posted about this before.&lt;br /&gt;I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The small little tiny bits of things that people just can't see.&lt;br /&gt;Those details that can only be seen from your perspective of view.&lt;br /&gt;Unless we share our perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though the details are just small tiny bits,&lt;br /&gt;these things are the 'things' that would change our emotions more than we know it.&lt;br /&gt;The small bits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you say my lips are big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a small tiny thing to say.&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's a fact.&lt;br /&gt;My lips ARE big.&lt;br /&gt;And everyday,&lt;br /&gt;I look at my lips in the mirror and say,&lt;br /&gt;"Woah. They ARE huge."&lt;br /&gt;And that would make me feel ashamed of myself for having huge lips.&lt;br /&gt;And being ashamed of myself would make me feel down.&lt;br /&gt;Would change my mood upside down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But,&lt;br /&gt;it's just the way you look at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean,&lt;br /&gt;I could say that God has given me these big lips.&lt;br /&gt;And I can't change the fact that God gave me these lips.&lt;br /&gt;And if you have a problem with my big lips, then you'd have a problem with God.&lt;br /&gt;Cause He's the one who gave me these lips.&lt;br /&gt;So I can just be happy, and look in the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;Cause God gave me these lips.&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather have these lips than having none at all.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the topic "lips" is just a small one,&lt;br /&gt;There are manymanymany emotions behind it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So think before you say.&lt;br /&gt;Think of how that person would react.&lt;br /&gt;Think of what would happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single thing that you say,&lt;br /&gt;that you do,&lt;br /&gt;you playing with my pencilcase,&lt;br /&gt;you punching me so hard for no reason at all,&lt;br /&gt;you talking to my girlfriend on the phone,&lt;br /&gt;you doodling on my drawings,&lt;br /&gt;you being jealous of me (what is there to be jealous about?!)&lt;br /&gt;you being egoistic towards me (come on lah, I know what you're good at. don't need to tell me 78675641231871232523489089067867 times),&lt;br /&gt;you breaking a promise (even though you apologised),&lt;br /&gt;every single thing that you do,&lt;br /&gt;it would affect my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even though I sometimes said I'm ohkay with things.&lt;br /&gt;That I'd let you do it.&lt;br /&gt;That I'm ohkay with you saying that to me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually not ohkay with it.&lt;br /&gt;I despise it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So think before you act or say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE people who don't think first.&lt;br /&gt;I mean,&lt;br /&gt;God gave you a brain to think right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you guys are really sorry for your actions,&lt;br /&gt;Then prove it to me.&lt;br /&gt;Actions are better than words sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgive.&lt;br /&gt;But I don't forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the happier side of things,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nurdiyanah binte Sulaimi and I have been together for almost 1 month now.&lt;br /&gt;In about 29 minutes from now,&lt;br /&gt;it will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I love her a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Reallyreally alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, idiot.&lt;br /&gt;;]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-1236305963635754400?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/1236305963635754400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/08/little-bits.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/1236305963635754400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/1236305963635754400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/08/little-bits.html' title='Little bits.'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-5389509612987093074</id><published>2009-08-01T14:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T14:11:06.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girlfriend over friend.</title><content type='html'>Fuck that phrase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't think before you say stuff you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You ALL don't think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on ah.&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm irritating.&lt;br /&gt;But at least my irritating-ness don't hurt people's feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never step over the line.&lt;br /&gt;Even if I do, I apologise for my actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say, girlfriend over friend?&lt;br /&gt;I say, fuck you.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even spend much time with Diyanah yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even spend any time with her in school.&lt;br /&gt;I spent a lot of time with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;And now you say, girlfriend over friend?&lt;br /&gt;Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really fucking pissed right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love her a lot.&lt;br /&gt;You guys should understand that.&lt;br /&gt;It's not as if I just leave you guys to be with her.&lt;br /&gt;I don't do that.&lt;br /&gt;Rarely did that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't need to say that sia.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even spend time with her yesterday at the dinner ah.&lt;br /&gt;I was just standing alone.&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for don't know what.&lt;br /&gt;Then I saw you guys taking pictures.&lt;br /&gt;So I went to youall.&lt;br /&gt;Then you said 'Go away lah. Girlfriend over friend.'&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys left me.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't leave you guys.&lt;br /&gt;Can't even wait.&lt;br /&gt;Can't even think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really pissed off with all your attitudes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can take the fact that you guys are always racist with me.&lt;br /&gt;Call me 'malay' 'black' and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Idc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can take the fact that you guys always make me the 'clown' among all of us.&lt;br /&gt;Cause that make you guys happy and laugh and smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can take all the slaps, the punches, the scratches, and all other physical things that you guys have done to me.&lt;br /&gt;I can take that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can take the fact that you guys always play with my things, and not taking care of it.&lt;br /&gt;Cause they're just things. No importance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But even though I can take all of that,&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't mean that it didn't hurt me or anything.&lt;br /&gt;I just push it one side.&lt;br /&gt;But all the hatred and anger that I put one side,&lt;br /&gt;they just pile up.&lt;br /&gt;They will never be gone.&lt;br /&gt;I can still remember you know.&lt;br /&gt;I got no memory problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please think of the things that you do, the stuff that you say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How it would affect my feelings, my emotions, my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can take some of it.&lt;br /&gt;But don't step over the line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys won't like it if I say something hurtful right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think I can't think of anything hurtful to tell you guys?&lt;br /&gt;I CAN do that.&lt;br /&gt;I just don't want to.&lt;br /&gt;And don't make me say them.&lt;br /&gt;Don't try me.&lt;br /&gt;If I step over the line, I won't turn back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-5389509612987093074?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/5389509612987093074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/08/girlfriend-over-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/5389509612987093074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/5389509612987093074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/08/girlfriend-over-friend.html' title='Girlfriend over friend.'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-5433957216892069824</id><published>2009-07-29T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T21:05:15.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sia. Sial. Siol. Sey.</title><content type='html'>Kay, the title is just some random shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have used those in any sentence unintentionally,&lt;br /&gt;then,&lt;br /&gt;you're a Singaporean.&lt;br /&gt;TADAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA.&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogger sucks.&lt;br /&gt;I can't post pictures right now.&lt;br /&gt;I can't even change the font size and colour.&lt;br /&gt;BOO BLOGGER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know right,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS FOR TAGGING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys better tag a lot uh.&lt;br /&gt;Especially YOU Ardila.&lt;br /&gt;Stupidgirl.&lt;br /&gt;Never frown one.&lt;br /&gt;TSK.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE REST also better tag.&lt;br /&gt;If not I'll stop again.&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOOO!&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you all never tag,&lt;br /&gt;then how would I know if my posts are appreciated?&lt;br /&gt;:|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm craping right now.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;Too much coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that coffee makes the world go round?&lt;br /&gt;Sial ah.&lt;br /&gt;You didn't know right?&lt;br /&gt;I knew it, siol.&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;That was for Brandon.&lt;br /&gt;If he's reading.&lt;br /&gt;*ahem*XiaoXuan.&lt;br /&gt;Idiot.Tall.Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My classroom desk is FUCKING messy.&lt;br /&gt;It looks like Xianda's mouth. [rubbishdump]&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umm,&lt;br /&gt;lets see...&lt;br /&gt;what else to post....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I coloured my school shoe.&lt;br /&gt;There are strips of colours.&lt;br /&gt;ooooooooooooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;pretty.&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then right,&lt;br /&gt;I met HWEE CHANG THAT DAY!&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!~!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;She bought rubber.&lt;br /&gt;She's going to put the rubbers on wheels.&lt;br /&gt;SO it'll become, MOVING RUBBER.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaykay,&lt;br /&gt;2nd August is coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.M.G.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY FIRST FIRST MONTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sounds of heaven*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I love her.&lt;br /&gt;;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then right, that day the chicken rice stall in our canteen got sell chicken chop.&lt;br /&gt;But when I wanted to buy, THERE WAS NONE LEFT.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;stupid lower sec.&lt;br /&gt;upper sec should get recess first.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NDP is coming.&lt;br /&gt;tralala.&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, I shouldn't be wasting time now,&lt;br /&gt;posting unnecessary stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;I should go and......................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DRAW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tralala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday is coming you know!&lt;br /&gt;6 September.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming your head lah Zul.&lt;br /&gt;Still more than one month left sia.&lt;br /&gt;Idiotfucker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAYKAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye!&lt;br /&gt;*waves at the computer screen like an idiot while my mother stares at me, saying, "Zul giler ke pe?"*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata. :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-5433957216892069824?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/5433957216892069824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/07/sia-sial-siol-sey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/5433957216892069824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/5433957216892069824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/07/sia-sial-siol-sey.html' title='Sia. Sial. Siol. Sey.'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-4860363430415752671</id><published>2009-07-18T19:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T19:55:21.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah.</title><content type='html'>Kaykay,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want me to start posting again,&lt;br /&gt;Tell me in my tagboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I get more than 20 tags,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, since I'm blogging right now,&lt;br /&gt;I'll talk more.&lt;br /&gt;Muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has been quite,&lt;br /&gt;amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I had a few ups and downs,&lt;br /&gt;what's life without em right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of stuff happened.&lt;br /&gt;Wait, let me recall the stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Made new close friends.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dreamt a lot of interesting stuffs.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Steped down from being a Student Leader.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gave my post to Imran. :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Farewell Dinner was postponed due to the flu thingy. Stupid babis'.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I was always high in class, except for a few moments.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I fought with my mum. We were ohkay the next day, cause she knew I didn't do anything wrong after my dad talked to her.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The communication between my sis and I is still f-ed up. Since I was around 9 years old.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My brother is still busy with his soccer, studies and friends.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I still play with my Vintage Poker Cards.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I played basketball and soccer.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fought with a few more people.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;And here are a few stuff about my friends. Although some are not mentioned. Sorry. :]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Darryl took home my cards. Idiot.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Joey Tham is STILL the best person to be an idiot with.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Esther is still eating 2 crabsticks. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Qi Xiang is still a nice person. Too nice.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mackenzie still likes ______. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Syafiq is still crazy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Brandon is still as tall as ever. XX. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Xian Da and Afiq is still playing taiti during BORING classes with me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wei Lin is still small.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Aaron's voice is still high-pitched. Wonder when he is going to break his voice.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hakim is now slimmer.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Afiqah bought me a peach tea.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Swee Sheng won over me in Arm Wrestling after 0.00000000000000000000001 seconds.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hwee Chang is still my bestfriend.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ashri is still sitting beside me during Physics lesson.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Alep is still Alep. An irritatingly funny shit guy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Katrina's eyebrows are fierce.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Aernawaniz's name is still the most unique name I've ever heard/seen.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ardila still smiles. I have never seen her frown. Even though she tries when I asked her to.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Zaki is still the best senior.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My friends are still my friends. :]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;And lastly,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love Diyanah.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-4860363430415752671?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/4860363430415752671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/07/blah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/4860363430415752671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/4860363430415752671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/07/blah.html' title='Blah.'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-3543938708840436513</id><published>2009-07-02T21:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T21:48:16.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>D,</title><content type='html'>2nd July 2009,&lt;br /&gt;04.28pm,&lt;br /&gt;in the middle of Dunearn Secondary School's parade square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A note in a bottle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-3543938708840436513?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/3543938708840436513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/07/d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/3543938708840436513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/3543938708840436513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/07/d.html' title='D,'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-7079805551676851110</id><published>2009-06-28T20:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T20:59:52.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last.</title><content type='html'>Since the previous post is long.&lt;br /&gt;This one will be short.&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This sentence is much more complicated than what it seemed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If you're gonna be childish and play around with this sentence,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;DON'T.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is the first time I shared this with anyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't make this be the last one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Look at people deeper, much more deeper than what everyone else see in them."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cause when you look deeper, you'll find more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My late grandmother told me that.&lt;br /&gt;But of course, she thought me that in malay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and "&lt;em&gt;don't you ever forget that Zul&lt;/em&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;And then she gave me a &lt;strong&gt;kiss&lt;/strong&gt; on my cheek.&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-7079805551676851110?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/7079805551676851110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/06/last.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/7079805551676851110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/7079805551676851110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/06/last.html' title='Last.'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-7084022212212817709</id><published>2009-06-28T14:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T15:47:27.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Second last.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Kay,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;like I said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;today will be the last day I'm going to blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The past few months have been the most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IMPORTANT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;days of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've learnt a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Seriously &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a lot&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've found out why I am special.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why I am &lt;em&gt;different.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've learnt.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's just a great feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To know who you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why you are&lt;em&gt; living&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and not &lt;em&gt;existing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;phenomenal&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just &lt;strong&gt;great&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm &lt;em&gt;different&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell you that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You can't&lt;/span&gt; dislike me cause I'm different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You can't&lt;/span&gt; hate me just cause I'm different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You can't&lt;/span&gt; judge what I do, when I do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;different.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna talk about O levels or my studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Cause those are my problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Not yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna share with you my so-called journey to O levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Cause it's my journey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Not yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm someone whom you will see, &lt;em&gt;differently.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's a reason behind everything.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There always is.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's always something.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Death.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;People are always afraid of death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, I was afraid at first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I found out,&lt;br /&gt;that death is just,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;a thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you die,&lt;br /&gt;people will think of you &lt;strong&gt;more&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;People would remember what you did,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to help them,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to change them,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to improve them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But,&lt;br /&gt;when you're alive,&lt;br /&gt;people would just &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; think of you much.&lt;br /&gt;Cause they know that they will be able to see you tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the next day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the next.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironic isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna know why I am saying this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cause I know why I am different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I see &lt;strong&gt;MORE&lt;/strong&gt; in a person than you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see people more than what you see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I see them more deeper than any of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;strong&gt;SURE&lt;/strong&gt; of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if you think I'm wrong,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;so be it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cause I know I'm right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For this, at least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I learn from mistakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I've made a lot of mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see,&lt;br /&gt;the difference between good guys and bad guys is;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Good guys KNOW when they are wrong.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bad guys DON'T.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These mistakes that I made.&lt;br /&gt;I'm very, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;disappointed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ashamed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm trying to make myself &lt;strong&gt;better&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Trying to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say whatever you want about me.&lt;br /&gt;Say whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Say that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Zul&lt;/span&gt; is just a funny guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Say that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Zul&lt;/span&gt; is just someone that will make you smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Will make you laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Will make you angry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Will make you irritated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you see,&lt;br /&gt;you guys just don't see the &lt;strong&gt;DETAILS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The details of a person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Is what makes them different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why do I make you smile?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why do I make you laugh?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why do I make you angry?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Make you feel irritated?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answers are the details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The small bits of pieces of someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like someone giving you a sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Someone giving you 10cents cause you're short of 10cents, when you wanna buy food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone sharing a book with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sharing a secret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even talking to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;small&lt;/span&gt; bits of pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The details.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most important '&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;' in someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Majority can't see the details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say whatever you want about someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tell them that they suck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say that they're so smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;They're idiots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hardworking&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause in the end,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Someone is always better than you at something.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And you're always better than that someone at something.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys sometimes don't see your mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;And it'll just &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;fire my anger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Arrogant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Assholes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ohkay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to be arrogant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To be ego.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please stop at some point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't &lt;strong&gt;PRAISE&lt;/strong&gt; yourself too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause,&lt;br /&gt;if you think carefully,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you will know that,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people will know what you're good at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't need to tell them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You don't.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Everyone's&lt;/span&gt; different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No one's the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But,&lt;br /&gt;people just don't see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's hard for someone to find why they are different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cause my journey to find my difference,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;took me a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LONG&lt;/span&gt; time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end,&lt;br /&gt;after approximately 16 years,&lt;br /&gt;I now see,&lt;br /&gt;that,&lt;br /&gt;I'm different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause I see more in a person than you do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Zulqarnain&lt;/span&gt; bin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Mohd&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Zainudin&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you can't change that.&lt;br /&gt;only I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-7084022212212817709?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/7084022212212817709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/06/second-last.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/7084022212212817709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/7084022212212817709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/06/second-last.html' title='Second last.'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-6447679950652661740</id><published>2009-06-26T22:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T22:58:55.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi all. :)</title><content type='html'>okay okay, first of all. I'm not Zulqarnain! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But readers, don't be disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;It will still be as interesting as his post okay!&lt;br /&gt;So, here goes..&lt;br /&gt;He went for his NPCC farewell thingy &amp;amp; he totally enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;And, they played bowling! :)&lt;br /&gt;Although he didnt managed to get the first place but i'm sure he still had fun overall.&lt;br /&gt;Why? Because the company is just simply too great, right?&lt;br /&gt;(I assume that, but im pretty sure im right though!)&lt;br /&gt;He might be back to tell you all about how happy he was over today's outing. :)&lt;br /&gt;So just stay tune alright!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, if your want to know why im here instead of him.&lt;br /&gt;Is because.. his internet explorer TAIK. hahah!&lt;br /&gt;He'll be back by tomorrow, so don't miss him too much aye! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, a very good night to all of you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you tomorrow idiot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351650239937086034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 159px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/SkThifmVglI/AAAAAAAAAKA/Z9Zsxer1y70/s320/artt+005(edited).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-bestfriend&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-6447679950652661740?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/6447679950652661740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/06/hi-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/6447679950652661740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/6447679950652661740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/06/hi-all.html' title='Hi all. :)'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9o8PGp5tdXA/SkThifmVglI/AAAAAAAAAKA/Z9Zsxer1y70/s72-c/artt+005(edited).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-3831222453986813639</id><published>2009-06-26T00:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T00:37:07.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>trouble closing my eys.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;FU&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having trouble closing my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DARKEST SHADE OF BROWN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; eyes again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ARGHH&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;everything.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this causing my &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;headaches&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;migraines&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Argh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid &lt;strong&gt;head&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make me have &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AMNESIA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Tsk&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-3831222453986813639?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/3831222453986813639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/06/trouble-closing-my-eys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/3831222453986813639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/3831222453986813639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/06/trouble-closing-my-eys.html' title='trouble closing my eys.'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-6632946015820755095</id><published>2009-06-25T23:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T23:30:27.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haircut.</title><content type='html'>Kay,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my hair cut today.&lt;br /&gt;It's not shorter.&lt;br /&gt;It's just thinner.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;and it looks short.&lt;br /&gt;thankgod.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't do much the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;Played POKEMON.&lt;br /&gt;Muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Then went to meet mum to buy dinner and groceries.&lt;br /&gt;She won't let me carry all the plastic bags.&lt;br /&gt;Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;She FORCED me to let her caryy at least two plastic bags.&lt;br /&gt;Haiyohh.&lt;br /&gt;Irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then blahblahblahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched Prison Break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow going to NPCC farewell dinner.&lt;br /&gt;100% fun.&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahh.&lt;br /&gt;stupid headaches.&lt;br /&gt;TSK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for the short post.&lt;br /&gt;I promise to post more in the next few days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-6632946015820755095?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/6632946015820755095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>Haircut.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-8207673086094280304?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/8207673086094280304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/06/haircut.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/8207673086094280304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671967009255323412/posts/default/8207673086094280304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/2009/06/haircut.html' title='Haircut.'/><author><name>Zulqarnain :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04482624443314050644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671967009255323412.post-8874411361365631468</id><published>2009-06-25T11:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T11:35:12.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HEADACHE.</title><content type='html'>*drinks hot &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Milo&lt;/span&gt; that he made himself*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was having headaches yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Not the normal ones.&lt;br /&gt;The ones that go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;BOOMBOOMBOOM&lt;/span&gt; on the back, left, and right part of your head.&lt;br /&gt;Wonder why not the front part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hmmmmmmm&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I could even feel my heart beating &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;veryveryVERY&lt;/span&gt; loudly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;arghhhh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And the headaches were KILLING me.&lt;br /&gt;Good thing it wasn't my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;migraines&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;If it was, DIE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;SIA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I would be lying down, almost &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;unconscious&lt;/span&gt;, on my mum's lap while she massages my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Weeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept at around 7plus yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;But woke up at around 10.50?&lt;br /&gt;I MISSED PRISON BREAK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ARGHHHHHHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;idiot.&lt;br /&gt;then I couldn't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;tsk&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;was thinking of someone.&lt;br /&gt;that idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll update more later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POKEMON TIME!&lt;br /&gt;haha, no life.&lt;br /&gt;tsk.&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671967009255323412-8874411361365631468?l=meeuzshhen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meeuzshhen.blogspot.com/feeds/8874411361365631468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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