<?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-15545674</id><updated>2011-07-28T21:54:46.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::-i KnOw U kNoW-::</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>263</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-9154451090894749689</id><published>2010-04-27T01:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T01:57:23.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my work is cut out for me. what work? gaining your love and trust. all i need is patience and perseverance. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;baby i know i've made a mistake. a huge mistake. you've forgive me and still going out with me after what had happened. after i broke your heart into a million pieces. what im trying now is to get the broken pieces back together. i know it wont be easy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;did you notice something? everytime i leave you, i came back to you. the reason is simple. im just not myself without you. im incomplete without you. im nothing without you. even when im joking and laughing, in my heart, im miserable. everytime i leave, you're always there to accept me back. this time round, you didnt cos i know you're scared i might be leaving you again. right now, after learning a hard and terrible lesson, i've become mature. if you accept me back someday i hope, i promise you, with my life, i will make it last. WE will make it last. we're both human. we both make mistakes. mistakes are made so that we can learn from it. i learn it the hard way baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im going NS soon. i dont know if my absence may change your feelings towards me. NS period will make or break a relationship. some relationships end because of NS. some grew stronger. i hope what we're having now will grow stronger when im serving the nation. just give me one chance. one more last chance. i promise you i wont waste it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Boy Really Loves The Girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-9154451090894749689?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/9154451090894749689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=9154451090894749689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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lose any of my loved ones. i did lose one. the Girl that i truly love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just ended the call with her. i told her that i wont disturb her anymore. the reason behind it is that i want her to move on. i feel like im stopping her from moving on. but its for her own good. i cant believe that im doing this. i cant even stop myself from texting her, thinking about her. but i have to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im still gonna love her. i hope that some day, she'll return the love. but it wont be that soon. i know that. she's gonna be in my thoughts, my prayers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know this is going to be tough. if by not texting her or not meeting her helps her from moving on, i dont mind doing that. all i want is for her to be happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hopefully she wont forget about me. the first guy that bought her flowers. hopefully she reads my letter every now and then. i hope for alot of things. the one i want to come true is for her happiness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;baby, i just want you to know that i love you. alot actually. just that sometimes i dont show it. im afraid of losing you. losing a big part of my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i better stop here. having the worst chest pain right now. and yet smoking at the same time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-1926175311475495203?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1926175311475495203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=1926175311475495203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/1926175311475495203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/1926175311475495203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2010/04/alot-of-things-happened-since-last-post.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-6696267685638074085</id><published>2009-11-07T04:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T05:00:31.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>before i begin, my condolences to Rasul and family.&lt;br /&gt;be strong for yourself and your family.&lt;br /&gt;wouldnt be easy but we're all here for you.&lt;br /&gt;Al-Fateha.&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for not updating. wonder who still read this blog of mine. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;just a short update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss watevas. the whole bunch.&lt;br /&gt;busy with school, work or the other half.&lt;br /&gt;had a misunderstanding with fidah the other day.&lt;br /&gt;wouldnt want to talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;i cant seem to remember when is the last time we ALL went out together.&lt;br /&gt;had fun, stuffs to catch up.&lt;br /&gt;only impromptu meet-ups for now.&lt;br /&gt;i may not be the BEST friend one can ask but i try my best to be one.&lt;br /&gt;i tried being there for everything, for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;but... ah, i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss the Girl too.&lt;br /&gt;i know you're busy with school, im busy with work.&lt;br /&gt;but we'll work it out okay?&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i get too busy with my work and friends until i neglected you.&lt;br /&gt;i apologise.&lt;br /&gt;for not spending time on your special day, i apologise.&lt;br /&gt;i always put myself before you.&lt;br /&gt;i apologise.&lt;br /&gt;i know im not always there when you need me.&lt;br /&gt;i feel bad, its killing me inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why the emotional post?&lt;br /&gt;cos im scared of losing every single one of you.&lt;br /&gt;you people are precious to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post sounds like its my last day living.&lt;br /&gt;but you can never predict what's gonna happen.&lt;br /&gt;i love you guys!&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being there when in times of need.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-6696267685638074085?l=u-think-u-know-me.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-15545674.post-1195029854066116259</id><published>2009-08-28T08:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T09:18:22.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally, after 2 freaking months, i decided to blog again. yeay? haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alot of things happened during the 2 months. good and bad. quitting school which im not really proud of, adapted to working life at sentosa. many things happened but too sleepy to type it all down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems like i got alot of things to type. but it was gone before i could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to take a shower now. gonna go work. =[&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-1195029854066116259?l=u-think-u-know-me.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-15545674.post-3169322804848417697</id><published>2009-06-29T00:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T01:01:36.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st of all, i want to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GOODBYE CWT(ESTEE LAUDER) AND HELLO SENTOSA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the past week, i've been working at CWT to do stock-taking. its mentally and physically exhausted. all that counting make me crazy. on the last day, im so crazy, i told my supervisor only crazy people count brochures 1 by 1. really. its crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during one of my working days, someone called from Sentosa, saying i got the retail job. YEAY! how great is that. so look up for me when you're in Sentosa okay.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay lah. enough update. bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-3169322804848417697?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3169322804848417697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=3169322804848417697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/3169322804848417697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/3169322804848417697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2009/06/hi-there.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-646114873141594080</id><published>2009-05-24T02:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T02:59:02.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>from today onwards, i wont ask anyone to hangout. im done with having the initiative asking people to hangout. im dead serious. you guys wanna hang out with me, you know what number to dial. if there's nothing serious happening to me, i wont disturb you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kina, if you told us earlier about your accident, i rather see you than hanging out at west coast park. if you didnt want to tell us because of our reaction, hey, that is natural when you hang out with the boys. we love you. even muhsin loves you although he kinda sucks. and oh, you look 'wonderful' with your 'good' looking teeth. hahaha. i love you and please ride with care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-646114873141594080?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/646114873141594080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=646114873141594080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/646114873141594080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/646114873141594080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2009/05/from-today-onwards-i-wont-ask-anyone-to.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-5910222040487414907</id><published>2009-05-13T00:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T00:22:27.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i guess everyone had their Mother's Day, celebrating it with joy. well, not everyone. its a different Mother's Day for me. a day which i was hoping that things at home is going to be well, stays the same. i wish Mother's Day would come later when things at home is back to normal. Mothers should not shed any sad tear at any day, particularly Mother's Day but my mum shed the most saddest tears i've ever seen. i couldnt help but to cry. i cant say anything to comfort my mum. no words to make her feel better. just YOUR presence can and will make her feel better. but YOU didnt come. YOU disappoint me, especially Mimi. YOU put YOUR feelings first before hers. HOW COULD YOU? don't YOU miss her? don't YOU love her? YOU didnt make YOUR words to action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so sorry but i am SO disappointed in YOU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-5910222040487414907?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5910222040487414907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=5910222040487414907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/5910222040487414907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/5910222040487414907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-guess-everyone-had-their-mothers-day.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-6075105181467536902</id><published>2009-05-10T03:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T04:13:12.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've been doing alot of thinking after seeing a huge group of young adults like me, having a wonderful time together, chit chatting, talking crap and most importantly, being happy and laughing like there's no tomorrow. they remind me of watevas, except for the number of people.(we got 8 people excluding the partners and they got ALOT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when will watevas be like that again? i mean the whole group, not the usual 3-4 people. its not like im always there, or am i, im not too sure, but sometimes we just need 1 person to take the initiative to ask. i know its not like all of us are 24/7 free right? i know how busy some people are. schooling, working, families, old and new friends, bf/gf, cousins. a few hours for watevas is good enough for some of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, if any of you guys didnt know, kina and nas bought their bikes recently. i just hope you guys would pray for their safety. life is short, you know. please treasure your loved ones and dont take them for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;* i'll admit it, i'm so scared to answer love's call..*&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/15545674-6075105181467536902?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6075105181467536902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=6075105181467536902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/6075105181467536902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/6075105181467536902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2009/05/ive-been-doing-alot-of-thinking-after.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-1172882965383444719</id><published>2009-04-27T00:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T01:03:28.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello there. its been a long time i last update. apologize for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last 2 weeks, my aunt passed away. she was the one who took care of me when my parents were busy working. she babysits me when i was young, way before i know how to walk until k1. my parents would only picked me up on friday and send me back on sunday. she took care of me like i was one of her own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things at home still the same. nothing's change, nothing new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note, Kina got a bike! very proud of her. P-PLATE!!!! hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329042520707760978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DVPEWYsRkx0/SfSP8Ce9A1I/AAAAAAAAADk/4AQr1FJLf5o/s320/DSC05752.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 191px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329042518625543218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DVPEWYsRkx0/SfSP76ug5DI/AAAAAAAAADc/S9UE-1nx-8w/s320/DSC05750.JPG" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;take care and be careful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*God gave us two ears to hear with, two eyes to see with, two hands to feel with, two feet to walk with, but only one heart because the other one is with the person you are meant to be with forever..*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-1172882965383444719?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1172882965383444719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=1172882965383444719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/1172882965383444719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/1172882965383444719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello-there.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DVPEWYsRkx0/SfSP8Ce9A1I/AAAAAAAAADk/4AQr1FJLf5o/s72-c/DSC05752.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-3343178170018311623</id><published>2009-03-23T03:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T03:50:39.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant sleep as usual. just updating about saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to Sarpino's Pizza @ Pasir Panjang late saturday evening. my cousin wanted to blanja the Capulet Riders and to have mini reunion as many of us didnt meet up so often. after eating the delicious pizzas, chickens and lasagnas, we headed to Cineleisure to catch Push. out of 10, i give it 8. really really amazing. only irritating part where there are character family of 3 that has the power to scream at high decibels. irritating to the max. other than that, its great. after watching the movie, everyone headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was my first time going to town on my bike. it's a wonderful feeling. thankfully it was early in the morning, there's not much traffic. i did make some emergency braking due to taxi wanted to pick up passengers last minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got nothing to look forward to that is exciting. dont ask about my love life. had a fight with cupid and it doesnt want to help me anymore. hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay okay, i stop crapping now. meeting kina in the morning!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Now it's late. I can't even pretend I've been sleeping..*&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/15545674-3343178170018311623?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3343178170018311623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=3343178170018311623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/3343178170018311623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/3343178170018311623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/hey-there.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-890631260903549488</id><published>2009-03-19T00:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T01:02:11.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>things still unsettled at home. but no worries. im doing fine. i just cant stay at home. i'll just find reasons to go out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sleeping problem is still there. sleep at 5am, wake up at 3pm. sometimes i go days without sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something new. i got a job. sending and fetching my 2nd sister to and from work. hahaha. atleast i got something to do right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything's the same. nothing new to update...........................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-890631260903549488?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/890631260903549488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=890631260903549488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/890631260903549488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/890631260903549488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/things-still-unsettled-at-home.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-7246369617697422893</id><published>2009-03-11T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T23:49:32.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>never did i expect it would turned out this way. no one did. it just hit rock bottom. it wont be the same. i wont be the same. this house wont be the same. NOTHING WILL BE THE SAME ANYMORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont want the same thing happened again. i cant cope with it. i dont want to go through the same thing again. it hurts me real bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-7246369617697422893?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7246369617697422893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=7246369617697422893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/7246369617697422893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/7246369617697422893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/never-did-i-expect-it-would-turned-out.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-591669757391824746</id><published>2009-02-02T22:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T22:21:30.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oopss! before i forget, i do say in the many previous post about the pictures in Batam. here you go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php#/album.php?aid=62006&amp;amp;id=744133472"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Batam Trip!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php#/album.php?aid=62006&amp;amp;id=744133472"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy and good night people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-591669757391824746?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/591669757391824746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=591669757391824746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/591669757391824746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/591669757391824746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/oopss-before-i-forget-i-do-say-in-many.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-3916643434330617356</id><published>2009-02-02T00:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T00:48:25.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've been sick for the past week. mixture of fever, cough and flu = mild asthma. both fever and flu are gone but cough is still here to stay for a little longer. it still didnt stop me from smoking. cutting down, yes but not stopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LSM field trip report completed last week. left with creative project which must be submitted before exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, one of the bvps boys, Din, had just got his licence last week, purchased his bike on saturday. accompany him and family to make the purchase. after the purchased, we went Alif where we usually hang out. together with Hazim, we were there from 3.30 till 11. talked about another friend of ours which has changed for the worse and about relationship. the 3 of us had the same situation. gave each other a piece of our mind. after that, me and Din headed to Shell to apply for his Shell Escape Card. while chilling with Din next to his house, Nas called asking for help. help send him home from Jurong East. he missed his last bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept late as usual and surprisingly i woke up at 11am. at 4.30, i headed to my late riding group(design and cutting doesnt sound nice) friend's house for his 1 year death anniversary. although i didnt know him like i know the rest because he past away before i got my licence, he did talk to me once, when he collected a valentine's day cake from my house which he ordered from my sister. very nice guy who have family members who treat his friends(us) like one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, enough of my storytelling. from today onwards, im going to try not to smoke. if i really cannot stand the temptation, i'll smoke less than usual. trying is better than not trying right? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nights readers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery, but today is a gift. That is why it is called the "present."*&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/15545674-3916643434330617356?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3916643434330617356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=3916643434330617356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/3916643434330617356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/3916643434330617356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/ive-been-sick-for-past-week.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-1672937681517189386</id><published>2009-01-22T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T00:10:07.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i've been thinking..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;how can you say those 3 words to more than 1 person? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;arent those 3 sacred words mean only for the 'special one'?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this afternoon, my group for events and promotions module had an event, promoting REB to secondary school graduates. only 4 came and the rest of the 14 students were made up of Ngee Ann students from other course. thanks to those who have contacts outside REB. i had fun during the whole event. learn alot of new things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY falls on Monday and Tuesday which means LOOOOOOOG WEEEEEKKEENNNDDD! i have a field trip to West Coast Park on Saturday morning. the field trip will be boring without you, JINA! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy, enough for tonight!&lt;br /&gt;good night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Should i smile because we're friends or cry because that's all we'll ever be?*&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/15545674-1672937681517189386?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1672937681517189386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=1672937681517189386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/1672937681517189386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/1672937681517189386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2009/01/ive-been-thinking.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-6071622588225426128</id><published>2009-01-20T00:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T00:20:52.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i apologize for not updating. busy with assignments and life basically. BASICALLY OR WHAT?!?!?! haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONGRATULATIONS TO MY SISTER FOR PASSING HER TP ON MONDAY!! (like finally! hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY TO MY SISTER WHO JUST TURNED 29 ON 17TH JAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to kubor on saturday to visit my late friend's grave. i went with Din. the rest cant make it. i miss my late friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt do much the previous week.. nothing much to update.. my days are simple.. go school, back home, sleep. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;update soon when something interesting comes up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that..*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-6071622588225426128?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6071622588225426128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=6071622588225426128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/6071622588225426128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/6071622588225426128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-apologize-for-not-updating.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-4810367082755452474</id><published>2008-12-30T02:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T03:01:28.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;am i crazy or am i just plain irritating, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;calling your name every night when you fall asleep on the phone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i call your name more than anybody's name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;its tiring but i love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;you can call me crazy, crazy for you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;who i know i will never be with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello there.&lt;br /&gt;yes im back from BATAM! its so-so lahh. did ALOT of shopping. the ferry ride was great but wasnt as great as it used to be. they used to have smoking area above, at level 2 but now, there's only 1 level and we did go outside to smoke but got scolded by the ferry officer. haha. i love the open sea. its makes you feel at peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we got there, checked into our hotel and went out again to have lunch. we had seafood lunch by the sea. the seafood is fresh as the owner will catch the sea creatures on the spot. the food is delicious. lunch cost 1 million rupiah. after that, we got back to our hotel to freshen up. we then go out to do SHOPPING! got myself a davidoff perfume, 2 tees and a pants. thought of having a massage but too bad, i got no more money to spend anymore. =[&lt;br /&gt;total spent on 1st day = 600,000 rupiah. ($1=7,600 rupiah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the second day started badly. the hotel was having the water system at our level in the morning. we just brushed our teeth and got to the lobby to eat breakfast. the heaviest i ate for breakfast in my entire life. i had fried rice + scramble eggs + cereals. after breakfast, me and cousin went back to our room. i continue sleeping while he played his psp. got a call from my mum to pack our things because we need to check out by 10am. so i wake up, packed and got down. we put our things at the lobby and went to the shopping centre we went the day before to buy food like keropoks and kerepeks. got back to the hotel, grabbed our stuffs and off to lunch. we went to an eating place where they just place their food on the table. any dish that you eat, you pay for it. i didnt eat much. i didnt like the system of the restaurant. after eating, we went to Batam Centre. its like IMM. bought a bermudas. it cost 150,000 rupiah. ohh, bought J Co donuts. i love it! it was time to get home. i slept from Batam to Singapore. it was a tiring 2 days of just walking. i wont leave Batam if i had the money and time to spend. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im happy and glad that im home. i miss everything here. especially YOU! i miss you so much that i met you the day i got back although im tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures will be posted next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Maybe every heart has a match just like a puzzle, and your ultimate goal is to find the person who holds your missing pieces. Maybe that's why people are meant to be together..*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-4810367082755452474?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4810367082755452474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=4810367082755452474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/4810367082755452474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/4810367082755452474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2008/12/am-i-crazy-or-am-i-just-plain.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-4951095079379032102</id><published>2008-12-25T02:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T02:23:41.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello there! ignore the previous post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be leaving Singapore for Batam on the 27th morning and will be back on the 28th evening. i'll miss Jimmy's birthday barbeque and also miss my bestfriend from hell, Chivas. haha. well, holiday with the family is much much more important than the barbeque as i havent gone out of the country since 2005. how long is that? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh yah, i told someone yesterday that i wanted fishes as my pet. then this evening, my mom brought home 3 goldfish. 2 of them died on the way home. so im left with 1. maybe i'll buy another goldfish and 8 parrot fish after getting back from Batam. why 8 parrot fish..? it represent the watevas kids. hahahaha. i shall named them if it is possible. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"you don't mess with Salma Hayek, IDIOT!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; LOLs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-4951095079379032102?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4951095079379032102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=4951095079379032102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/4951095079379032102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/4951095079379032102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello-there-ignore-previous-post.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-641834846671144944</id><published>2008-12-24T01:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T01:50:36.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>batam trip is confirmed. 2 Days 1 Night. Saturday to Sunday. gonna shop till i drop. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the girl who just said this to me on the phone sleepyly, "jangan main-main, TP kat belakang." hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;insomnia kicked in and i can only sleep at 5+, 6+. and wake up at 10am-12pm. i dont feel that sleepy. i dont know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she said this, "aku tengah tunggu pompan tu keluar dari pintu!" hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go sleep lah you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post is meaningless!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-641834846671144944?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/641834846671144944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=641834846671144944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/641834846671144944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/641834846671144944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2008/12/batam-trip-is-confirmed.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-5396646311567673873</id><published>2008-12-19T01:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T01:54:12.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>apologize for not updating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chalet was okay, nothing much. drink on the first night. smirnoff and baron. didnt lose myself like i did when i was with bvps kids. stayed up with Sharir as usual cause both of us couldnt sleep. send Kina half-way to Paris Ris MRT, went to e-hub McD. had breakfast with heavy eyes. went back, Jijah and Nas already awake, took the opportunity to sleep on the bed. got to sleep for a few hours cause Nas and Jijah 'whisper' too loud. haha. washed up, got ready for barbeque. Muhsin, Leia, Khaitua and Kina had to go to ZoukOut and only 5 of us left plus Fidah's sister and her boyfriend. that really killed the mood for doing anything. about 9+, we stopped barbeque. i showered and send Jijah to Pasir Ris MRT. the feeling of going back is so great that when i jokingly said to the rest that im going home that night, the rest wanna follow home. hahaha. Fidah's sister and her boyfriend went off and since the 4 of us left had no mood to do anything, we got on the bed and talked, about anything mostly crap. hahaha. Nas gave us a good background music with his snoring. he was the one who proposed not to sleep the whole night. MACAM PAHAM! tired of talking, everyone dozed off. my sleep was cut short when Kina. after Kina and Muhsin came back, went down to clean up and packed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to summarize the chalet in 1 word - SUCKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the school holidays of 2 weeks are here. nothing to do. supposed to do project yesterday but i got BUIH! fuck you lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not looking forward to watch Singapore VS Vietnam on Sunday. but since Nas asked me to join, i'll come along if there's any tickets left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bvps kids are having a barbeque on the 27th December to celebrate Hazim's(Jimmy) birthday. im SO looking forward. hopefully there's Chivas, my bestfriend from hell. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy, enough update for now. Nights people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*what do you do when you like someone who already have someone? what would you do?*&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/15545674-5396646311567673873?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5396646311567673873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=5396646311567673873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/5396646311567673873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/5396646311567673873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2008/12/apologize-for-not-updating.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-4877815125288867193</id><published>2008-12-10T00:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:53:05.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>common test officially starts tomorrow for me, and i havent start studying. hahaha. will start soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i got &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A LOT&lt;/span&gt; of plans after the Common Test. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;watevas chalet &lt;/span&gt;+ &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Batam Trip&lt;/span&gt; with Family. im gonna make sure i'll enjoy myself to the maximum. i neeeed a massage on my back. it kills me when the weather is cold. it get stiff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari raya haji celebration was okay. went prayer with my dad but he prayed at another level of the mosque. i bumped into Iskandar, Ibrahim and Ashraf. Iskandar lost &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A LOT&lt;/span&gt; of weight during his National Service. i got home drenched, due to the heavy rain. changed clothes and back to &lt;em&gt;khailand&lt;/em&gt;. Cousin woke me up when he arrived my house. pestering me to wake up. woke up, eat, entertained my relatives as usual. when my 2nd sister left, i slept again. my body didnt feel good, still coughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is slightly better. cough is partially gone, only the headache is on off. mum went JB and didnt leave food on the table. laziness takes over and i starved the whole day until sister got home and heated yesterday food she brought home from Abg Danial's. mum got home and bought me Dunkin Donuts as usual, and fried rice. only ate Dunkin Donuts. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;SOOODAPPPP!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, need to get back to PVL notes now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Though it's easy to pretend, I know you're not a fool..*&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/15545674-4877815125288867193?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4877815125288867193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=4877815125288867193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/4877815125288867193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/4877815125288867193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2008/12/common-test-officially-starts-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-1809756784113748340</id><published>2008-12-07T02:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T03:08:42.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;just came back from somewhere with my cousin, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Salfi&lt;/span&gt;. been hanging out with him since yesterday. he's sleeping and listening to his handphone music right now, right beside me. my only close-cousin i have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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_5276754185089212370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DVPEWYsRkx0/STrL-VFMX9I/AAAAAAAAADE/XjK3YipPANw/s320/DSC00049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday we went to 'this' place. i've never been up there before. its always at the bottom. the view from up there is fantastic. one day, maybe, i'll bring my other half (if i have one). there's even a group of people having picnic there - at &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;NIGHT!&lt;/span&gt; hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276754194020658354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DVPEWYsRkx0/STrL-2WnbLI/AAAAAAAAADM/sR0yPNd00YA/s320/DSC00010.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;look at the background. wonderful aint it. apologize for the image quality. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276754201595750962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DVPEWYsRkx0/STrL_SkqKjI/AAAAAAAAADU/UrPN3ozzOxo/s320/DSC00140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;this is at the top of that 'place'. NICE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;chalet-planning have gone way out of control. not elaborating much. bleahh!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;-why do i have this feeling for you? i know i cant, but i cant help it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-1809756784113748340?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1809756784113748340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=1809756784113748340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/1809756784113748340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/1809756784113748340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2008/12/just-came-back-from-somewhere-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DVPEWYsRkx0/STrL-VFMX9I/AAAAAAAAADE/XjK3YipPANw/s72-c/DSC00049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-4554705355826379640</id><published>2008-12-04T03:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T03:38:02.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i cant sleep. i took &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;pico&lt;/span&gt;'s cough syrup and my cough is gone but it doesnt make me go to sleep. i got school later at 9am and still pondering whether to go or not. my class ends at 11am and im meeting my boys at 11am, ITE Clementi for 'Project Chickus'. most probably im meeting them at 12pm because i need to go change my engine oil at Bukit Merah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two common tests down and FOUR to go. BIT and LSM was chicken feet, and the rest of the modules wont be. i should start studying this saturday. not should, MUST. i got alot of REL and PVL to cover. for IBS and EVP, i think i will study abit because its just elective module.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spend much more time with mum nowadays. fetched her from work just now. everytime i pillion her, she would put one hand on my shoulders and the other at my hips. hahaha. i always tell her to lean back but she still do what she does. dont worry mum, im a safe rider. hahaha. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*don't stop calling, you're the reason I love losing sleep...*&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/15545674-4554705355826379640?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4554705355826379640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=4554705355826379640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/4554705355826379640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/4554705355826379640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-cant-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-8666515557665879284</id><published>2008-12-01T00:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T16:29:02.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently im feeling really sick. cough and flu and waiting for asthma to attack. i think its due to the smoke from the burning wood and charcoal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah, my youngest brother sunat/circumcise on saturday. i headed over to ayah's on friday night. did not do much. met Hazim and Azhari at Hazim's carpark and headed to ayah's. we chilled at the playground nearby from 11+pm till 6.45am. did not sleep a wink. Hazim and i stayed awake while Azhari snores his way to lalaland. hahaha. by 8.30, we were on our way to Eunos, to get my brother's PP to be circumcised. hahaha. my brother was anxious. he didnt cry after getting circumcised. very strong boy. big brother is proud of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;on our way back to ayah's, ayah told me something that made me felt so down. i cried in the van without anyone knowing. its hard when you know you cant do anything to change the situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i helped out until everything is settled. felt tired but so what. i didnt want to see my dad tired. he's tired and stressed enough. let your sons do some hard labour for you okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;to ayah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;i know you have problems but i didnt know that its that big and serious. like i said before leaving your house, take care of your health, cut down on cigerettes. if you need any kind of help, financially especially, you can approach any one of your children. although we are not well off, we can contribute whatever we can. even your ex-spouse is willing to help you eventhough you done her wrong. i hate you for that but if you dont know, i LOVE you. never in my life i deny that you're my FATHER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like what Jina said to me before, dont wait until he's not breathing, then i start regretting everything. you are my father and i am your son, no matter what. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVE YOU AYAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-8666515557665879284?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8666515557665879284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=8666515557665879284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/8666515557665879284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/8666515557665879284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello-there-currently-im-feeling-really.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-4091599833560035915</id><published>2008-11-27T23:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T00:40:10.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im sick. having a slight fever. went to the library with &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Muhsin&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Kina&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fida&lt;/span&gt;. planned about the upcoming chalet. everything seems okay. food and activities are planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, met &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Jina&lt;/span&gt; and her boyfriend, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hakim&lt;/span&gt; for a while, at the library. introduced myself to him and they went off, while i went back to the monkeys on the 4th floor. &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Kina&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Muhsin &lt;/span&gt;having fun chatting with &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Leah&lt;/span&gt;. went off at 7.30, send &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Kina&lt;/span&gt; home. me and &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Muhsin&lt;/span&gt; went JP after that. go &lt;em&gt;jalan jalan&lt;/em&gt; at &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pasar Malam&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. bought vadeh and something something. sat somewhere, have our usual laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now, i feel like punching something. something that could react to pain. haha. just leave everything to me okayy. i can settle everything myself. MYSELF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Can this be true? Tell me, can this be real? How can I put into words what I feel?*&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/15545674-4091599833560035915?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4091599833560035915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=4091599833560035915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/4091599833560035915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/4091599833560035915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-564845239636987245</id><published>2008-11-24T17:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T01:08:25.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i cant sleep. alot of things in my mind. when i managed to sleep, i keep on waking up. cold sweat wets my pillow. oh &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, please help me overcome my troubles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i need sleeping pills. zima suggest drink milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i should stop digging. im scared that i cant get out of the hole. (dig what, what hole, &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;GO FIGURE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*I think my neck is breaking. Should I just give up, or try to live up to these expectations?*&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/15545674-564845239636987245?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/564845239636987245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=564845239636987245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/564845239636987245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/564845239636987245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-cant-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-4176597681749743093</id><published>2008-11-22T00:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T00:43:40.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;im hungry. really. no joke. a hungry man is an angry man, you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i will survive! i will survive!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;my mum said that just eat the blueberry bread, which i don't really like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i feel so restless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, enough crapping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*..it's not the way you look that brings me to my knees, it's the way you look at me..*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-4176597681749743093?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4176597681749743093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=4176597681749743093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/4176597681749743093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/4176597681749743093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-hungry.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-4384031182777747987</id><published>2008-11-18T04:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T05:10:42.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>guess what? im still not asleep yet. cool or what. i've been doing my Landscape Management field trip report which is to be submitted on Wednesday, after class. while working it, i accompany &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;miss bubbly&lt;/span&gt;, who is also doing her report plus her I.S. assignment. she's asleep now and i have to give her a wake up call at 6.30. i did my report till the 7th station and i gave up. haha. typical of me. cannot take it anymore. i need help from &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;miss bubbly&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow for the 1st and 2nd station which i missed due to you-know-what-happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im listening to songs to keep me awake for the whole day. and most probably, after waking &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;miss bubbly&lt;/span&gt;, i can get my super power NAP! haha. need to wake up at 7.30. fetch sharir at 8.30, 8.45.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i cant type anymore. let my &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;music &lt;/span&gt;take control now. like my cousin says, "good night and good morning!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*So I keep it low, keep a secret code&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So everybody else don't have to know*&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/15545674-4384031182777747987?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4384031182777747987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=4384031182777747987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/4384031182777747987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/4384031182777747987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2008/11/guess-what-im-still-not-asleep-yet.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-7358193580554601363</id><published>2008-11-17T00:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T02:20:44.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*editted*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for a few hours, in the wee hours, i lost myself. i didnt know what i was doing, what happened around me. the feeling was great for once in a while. all i know, when all was fine again, they were laughing at me. laugh about what, i still dont know. its a great &lt;em&gt;lepak-ing&lt;/em&gt; session guys. lets do it again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, before that, the bvps boys went to Auntie Shop and Ah Boy to get some bike stuff. a few hours of surveying and buying, we went to beach road for our dinner. we chill at Keppel Bay(&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;) after dinner. a great place to just relax your mind, with cool sea breeze flowing every single inch of your body. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BEST! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;while we were chilling at the Keppel Bay, came 3 maids, walking the dogs. they walked past us and suddenly the song 'Careless Whisper' rings from one of their handphones. i want so much to slow dance with someone, whoever la. came home the next day, downloaded that song. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy, enough for today. peace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*if you know what you're worth then go out and get what you're worth. But you gotta be willing to take the hits, and not pointing fingers saying you ain't where you wanna be because of him, or her, or anybody..*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-7358193580554601363?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7358193580554601363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=7358193580554601363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/7358193580554601363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/7358193580554601363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2008/11/for-few-hours-in-wee-hours-i-lost.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-1592285005290041987</id><published>2008-11-13T02:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:37:10.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey there blog readers! just some random update/post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im thankful and grateful for having these two groups of people.&lt;br /&gt;- Family&lt;br /&gt;- Friends (OLD and NEW ONES)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my family, especially my &lt;strong&gt;MUM&lt;/strong&gt;, shows me why family &lt;strong&gt;ALWAYS&lt;/strong&gt; come &lt;strong&gt;FIRST&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just had a long talk with 3 people, who 2 of them i never knew i ever meet again. they showed me who my true friends are. thank you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wont state the reasons how they change the way i think. just something i need to get off my mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-1592285005290041987?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1592285005290041987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=1592285005290041987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/1592285005290041987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/1592285005290041987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2008/11/hey-there-blog-readers-just-some-random.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-2411352809767133981</id><published>2008-11-11T22:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T00:29:31.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>last saturday, i got a fieldtrip to botanic garden. my first time. really. was supposed to meet the rest in school but i woke up SUPER late. so i made the trip on my own, got lost. haha. i parked my bike at the eco-garden which is super far from the visitors' centre. i got there and reached about 10.10. walking and walking, taking photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267422458363564290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DVPEWYsRkx0/SRmk0WCs0QI/AAAAAAAAACc/JM7xUV0al9k/s320/DSC00744.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267422468644837122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DVPEWYsRkx0/SRmk08V8lwI/AAAAAAAAACk/vL2uoplCzko/s320/DSC00748.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267422492170522210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DVPEWYsRkx0/SRmk2T-6DmI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Q-ZZGwzfwIM/s320/DSC00790.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267422470945857890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DVPEWYsRkx0/SRmk1E6jYWI/AAAAAAAAACs/DL_h3knrQG0/s320/DSC00753.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267422480192840898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DVPEWYsRkx0/SRmk1nXNJMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/M-uOwSAoQ0c/s320/DSC00788.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, i quickly got home, changed and went out to have lunch to supposely celebrate Nas, Zima and Khaitua's birthday but Khaitua cant make it but Fad tagged along. so still celebrate 3 in 1 birthday. had lunch at Mr Teh Tarik(new one). the food is super delicious. after lunch, we went under one void deck, cut cake. thanks Leia for the cake. everyone had to go off except for me and Muhsin. we tried to plan where to go. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"da ade motor, tak tau mane nak gi pulak!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; we ended up going home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on sunday, i woke up at 12+. early than usual. Nas called and he asked me to come to his void deck to lepak. so after i watched disturbia on HBO, i went over. talked and talked and talked. he said he was hungry so we went to taman jurong 399 to eat. talking non-stop. went home around 6+. at 8.30, i went alif to lepak with the bvps kids. lepak, drink teh tarik, laughing non-stop. end up going home at 1+. sent home Rasul, Din and Hazim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my WEEKEND!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;- im very honored that you still have feelings for me, but please, move on. there's alot of guys better than me. lets just be friends okayy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*I put a wall over my heart so i would never get hurt again..*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-2411352809767133981?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2411352809767133981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=2411352809767133981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/2411352809767133981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/2411352809767133981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2008/11/last-saturday-i-got-fieldtrip-to.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DVPEWYsRkx0/SRmk0WCs0QI/AAAAAAAAACc/JM7xUV0al9k/s72-c/DSC00744.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-6728031589675455777</id><published>2008-10-28T23:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T23:38:29.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no string attached.</title><content type='html'>hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing to blog actually.&lt;br /&gt;haha!&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/15545674-6728031589675455777?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6728031589675455777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=6728031589675455777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/6728031589675455777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/6728031589675455777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2008/10/no-string-attached.html' title='no string attached.'/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-6111153778708964565</id><published>2008-10-19T03:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T04:09:11.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>everything went down spiral after the question she asked me. though the question means no harm, but it does have an effect on me. one thing for sure, i dont like the question because it puts insecurities in my head. not confident in our relationship. its best that both of us take different paths now, and maybe in the future, who knows we could be together again. right now, i just want to concerntrate more on the family, friends and of course my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got much closer to a few of my primary school friends. because all of us have bikes. haha. easier for us to &lt;em&gt;lepak&lt;/em&gt; and drink &lt;em&gt;teh tarik&lt;/em&gt; in the middle of the night. share untold stories to each other. even muhsin become closer to them. thanks to ahmad, they got something to talk about and muhsin later on got closer to zul, my relative/schmate. not going to elaborate more on it. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going out &lt;em&gt;raya&lt;/em&gt; with watevas later on. honestly, i've got no more &lt;em&gt;raya &lt;/em&gt;mood. to please some people, i've got to go. not pointing fingers to anyone. got to go to &lt;em&gt;khailand&lt;/em&gt; now. update &lt;em&gt;raya&lt;/em&gt; pics next time. peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*There all part of the list..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Things that i miss..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Things like your funny little laugh, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;or the way you smile, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;or the way we kiss..*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-6111153778708964565?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6111153778708964565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=6111153778708964565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/6111153778708964565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/6111153778708964565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2008/10/everything-went-down-spiral-after.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-760062848214210148</id><published>2008-09-25T18:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T19:20:45.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>until now, i still dont know what's your motive by asking that question? its like you're having doubts about us, my love for you. it sucks you know. i have difficulties in sleeping now. sleeping in the morning, wake up in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i now know and confirmed that the girl i named 'Unnamed Girl' during my secondary school days is her. i read her blog and she says that her ex-boyfriend is Chinese. i checked up on her since i cant sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raya is a few days away and i havent buy my 1st day suit yet. its black and the 1st time i wear black. house is in a mess right now. everything is not in place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;not in place.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-760062848214210148?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/760062848214210148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=760062848214210148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/760062848214210148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/760062848214210148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2008/09/until-now-i-still-dont-know-whats-your.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-1086645051909442316</id><published>2008-09-11T01:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T02:13:19.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>friends are important part of my life. be it watevas or bvps, their important to me. i know how different people prioritise their friends but i always prioritise my friends 2nd after my family. but somehow, some people when they have a new person in their life, they just so called 'forget' their friends. he/she will call their friends when they're feeling lonely or asking for help or favour. i dont mind helping but when the person call you up when they're in need of company, its like making use of you. im not saying that im perfect and all, im not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watevas are supposed to go &lt;em&gt;buka&lt;/em&gt; together this thursday but since most of us are not available, we postponed it to saturday. but on saturday, muhsin and kina are working and jijah's not free. i hate it when not all of watevas are not present. when are we going to have full strength watevas? this sucks big time! its always the same people, me, muhsin, leia and sometimes it'll be together with nas and fida. ah, what the hell, if they're not committed to watevas, what do i care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note, &lt;em&gt;buka-ed&lt;/em&gt; with bvps just now. i wasnt even thinking that we will have another quick so called 'reunion' after the chalet. its great to see their faces again. &lt;em&gt;buka-ed&lt;/em&gt; at al-majlis. expensive sia. &lt;em&gt;sheesha-ed&lt;/em&gt; after buka. share new stories and being told of the politics in bvps. haha. kinda funny and childish. we chilled at esplanade, taking picture and enjoyed the scenery and cold breeze. maybe seeing them again later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orite. i rant whatever is in me. dont think i talk about you when im not okay guys.. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;jangan terase ye?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; see you again soon, bloggy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*If we would build on a sure foundation in friendship, we must love friends for their sake rather than for our own..* - Charlotte Bronte&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-1086645051909442316?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1086645051909442316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=1086645051909442316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/1086645051909442316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/1086645051909442316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2008/09/friends-are-important-part-of-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-3023585306291100226</id><published>2008-09-02T02:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T02:16:06.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 3D 2N chalet/reunion was a successful one. everything from the people to the food was perfect except for the room. the room was small, smaller than my room. its ok. atleast we enjoyed what we had. i guess that if God didnt take arwah's life, we didnt get to do this reunion. because of &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Allahyarham Roslan&lt;/span&gt;, most of us met at his grave and exchange contacts. if not, only a handful meet up like me, zul, ahmad and muz. many things have change for the past 7+ years. i now treasure friendship of any kind. from watevas to bvps. you guys make me the way i am today. thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures will be uploaded soon okays..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Relationships may not last, but friendships do..*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-3023585306291100226?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3023585306291100226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=3023585306291100226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/3023585306291100226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/3023585306291100226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2008/09/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-1715326771122871393</id><published>2008-08-12T22:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T23:12:03.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;hello there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, this week is study week. no school! but i have to study for my 2 papers. nothing much to update. i'll just let the pictures tell the stories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233644513784075602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DVPEWYsRkx0/SKGj9MzFlVI/AAAAAAAAABU/A-d8tYo3uNQ/s320/P1060488.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233644521430215762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DVPEWYsRkx0/SKGj9pSEbFI/AAAAAAAAABk/tgxHgp0hPAw/s320/P1060490.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233644527901527170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DVPEWYsRkx0/SKGj-BY8zII/AAAAAAAAABs/845aRFdz2GY/s320/P1060491.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233644533890045970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DVPEWYsRkx0/SKGj-XsuWBI/AAAAAAAAAB0/y_Gxh3JJPRc/s320/P1060492.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233644517775625746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DVPEWYsRkx0/SKGj9bqvzhI/AAAAAAAAABc/r99cZRkvIzw/s320/P1060489.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Bukit View Primary School(Not Full Strength)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233645604956143202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DVPEWYsRkx0/SKGk8tux_mI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Aq1-3Ll2sQ4/s320/18072008224.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Angel from my Nightmare..*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Every love song I know I dedicate to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Life is too short to hide some things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; I am falling for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; I just wish that some day you'll see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; I'm right behind you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; But I wanna be right beside you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; As your boy, your lover, your everything..*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-1715326771122871393?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1715326771122871393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=1715326771122871393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/1715326771122871393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/1715326771122871393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2008/08/hello-there.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DVPEWYsRkx0/SKGj9MzFlVI/AAAAAAAAABU/A-d8tYo3uNQ/s72-c/P1060488.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-8203160311337118661</id><published>2008-08-04T00:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T00:57:27.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been spending most of my time now with bvps boys. always meeting up for discussion about the chalet that will be coming up end of this month. seriously, we cant wait. what do you expect? we didnt even meet or have any reunion for the last 7 years. this will be the first and hopefully all can come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the watevas kids alot. its like a week since we last met. we always meet atleast once a week. well, cant expect things these days. busy with boyfriend/girlfriend, school, work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and zima is getting on well. i've met her family on friday when she and jijah had their HS Idol. they sang well and i was expecting they atleast won 3rd but they didnt. azman is so cute and hyperactive that i want to bring him home. i guess i miss my lil bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite. enough for tonight. will post pics of bvps boys soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*I've grown accustom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; To what you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; I guess you can say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; I'm getting used to you..*&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/15545674-8203160311337118661?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8203160311337118661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=8203160311337118661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/8203160311337118661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/8203160311337118661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2008/08/hello-ive-been-spending-most-of-my-time.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-6231098602538811587</id><published>2008-07-28T22:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T22:36:29.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;hey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;long time never update. been bz these past few weeks with projects and presentations. alhamdulillah all the projects and presentations have been completed. most classes have ended and now, waiting for EXAMS, which is in 2 weeks! if you people dont know me, i tend to study later like tomorrow is the paper, today then study. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;life's pretty good. cupid and me in good terms. and im all smiles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;things to come:-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- National Day @ The Padang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Outing with the Watevas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Pri Sch chalet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- PUASA!!!&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;that's probably enough for today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&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_5228070512419392962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DVPEWYsRkx0/SI3WbnlzzcI/AAAAAAAAABM/f5s8EB32jlI/s320/14022008046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*The 1st Date*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;**14th February 2008**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*As silly as it sounds, i'm so in love with your smile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i love how you laugh with me; because for a moment,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I know that you feel the same way as I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And everytime I look into your eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i fall more in love with you..*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-6231098602538811587?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6231098602538811587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=6231098602538811587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/6231098602538811587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/6231098602538811587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2008/07/hey_28.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_DVPEWYsRkx0/SI3WbnlzzcI/AAAAAAAAABM/f5s8EB32jlI/s72-c/14022008046.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-1810158188540380596</id><published>2008-07-13T22:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T23:26:36.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i don't know why but i keep thinking of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;your image keeps on appearing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;your sweet cute face, only God knows how i feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;your sweet seducive perfume makes my heart accelerate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i just, just wish could meet you again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;in the lift again maybe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things that could have possibly gone wrong, have gone wrong! at the wrong time. seriously. no joke. im tired thinking of all the problems happening at the same time; mentally and physically. i just wish there's a guardian angel who could help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i wish you could see through me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;then you would know how i feel towards you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;the things i said that things couldn't work between us,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i was lying to myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;now, looking at the situation,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i've to learn to let you go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;im done....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;for tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-1810158188540380596?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1810158188540380596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=1810158188540380596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/1810158188540380596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/1810158188540380596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-dont-know-why-but-i-keep-thinking-of.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-2933903650488766863</id><published>2008-07-07T01:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T01:36:12.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;hey.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i went to 2 libraries in a day. 1st woodlands library. do UPE project with louis, sharon and nadheera. did nothing much. find more pictures of gardens by the bay. that's it. boring. nadheera was feeling under the weather coz her period has come. she looks uncomfortable without me asking and ask louis and sharon go buy the pink pills for her. after much talking and stuff, we headed out. the girls waited at the mini garden outside civic centre while me and louis buy otak2 and burger. after enjoying the breeze and the food, we headed our own way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met khaitua and leia at jurong east library. do our assignments there. fida came &lt;em&gt;short&lt;/em&gt;ly after. accompany fida to ntuc to buy her cooking stuffs to teach her class tmrw. then we join leia and khai at kfc. donno what to eat so decided to eat the usuals, zinger meal. fida went home after that, the rest of us chill at AH as usual. went off arnd 10.15.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;our eyes meet each other, position as close as kissing. u turned away quickly and i stoned for a while. my hearts was going 120km/hr.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Giving up doesn't mean you're weak. Sometimes it means you're strong enough to let go..*&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/15545674-2933903650488766863?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2933903650488766863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=2933903650488766863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/2933903650488766863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/2933903650488766863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2008/07/hey_07.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-208525031743772600</id><published>2008-07-04T00:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T00:23:44.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;hey.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life have been pretty okay for me. school stuffs have improved. work have been great. we're talking alot between colleagues. great improvement! thanks to those who asked about my well-being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Real life is no fairytale. It has no story book ending..*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-208525031743772600?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/208525031743772600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=208525031743772600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/208525031743772600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/208525031743772600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2008/07/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-4875736520390684505</id><published>2008-06-30T01:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T01:29:31.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello &lt;em&gt;again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a lot of things in my mind. one after the other. why cant life be much simpler?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Its a fine line between Love and Friendship. How many times did we fall over that line? How many times did it take us to learn that we could never have both?* &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/15545674-4875736520390684505?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4875736520390684505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=4875736520390684505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/4875736520390684505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/4875736520390684505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2008/06/hello-again.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-3812461811595875934</id><published>2008-06-29T12:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T12:45:52.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the family gathering quite okay. not that bad. i got my cousins and nephew to entertain my needs like take for me this, take for me that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lepak for a while, then went home. watched OC season 4. then there's 1 episode where its so sad that i really wanna cry. abit. really. its really sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough for today.&lt;br /&gt;update soon.&lt;br /&gt;lepak with watevas later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*when you fall for a friend, you worry about screwing up the friendship of a lifetime, so when you do, be sure it's love and not lust, to prevent more than one heartache..*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*you gotta leave the past behind in order to move on to the future..*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-3812461811595875934?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3812461811595875934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=3812461811595875934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/3812461811595875934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/3812461811595875934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2008/06/hey_29.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-7596726792228739488</id><published>2008-06-28T00:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T00:52:38.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life hasnt been fair to me these past few weeks. but it has return to normal state. life ups and downs. ahhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parents are back. missed them loads. its nice to eat home-cooked meals again. haha. its true la. been eating super fastfoods since my parents are away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bike hasnt been good. always sick. but no worries. back in action oready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i got family gathering about 14 hours later. cant wait. but at the same time, i know that its gonna be boring. really. no joke. sometimes it gets &lt;em&gt;too adult&lt;/em&gt; that im lazy to join.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orite, enough for now.&lt;br /&gt;update soon.&lt;br /&gt;anw, i miss the xoxo..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Never confuse love with trust. You cannot have one, without the other... Learn to trust, and love will feel so much better...*&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/15545674-7596726792228739488?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7596726792228739488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=7596726792228739488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/7596726792228739488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/7596726792228739488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2008/06/hey_28.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-1464089798963471995</id><published>2008-06-15T20:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T20:52:09.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i no longer with zima. i told her what i really feel and i feel like a total jerk. really. i just wish someone would just shoot me dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;common test was ok. nothing interesting about it. thank god that its &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OVER&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about work, im not working till 1st july. kak samah say business is down and the 'kids' there can do filing. so no job for me BUT a few weeks salary is in the ledger account. tmrw after 2pm, it will be available. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YEAY&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i wanted to but i cant. its just not right time yet. like what she said, inch by inch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Never leave the one you love for the one you like.Because the one you like will leave you for the one they love.But what if the one you like loves you and the one you love,loves another?*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-1464089798963471995?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1464089798963471995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=1464089798963471995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/1464089798963471995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/1464089798963471995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2008/06/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-9207087420392792841</id><published>2008-06-02T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T00:19:26.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;hey there.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been a LONG time i last update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alot of things happened. the major ones were the lost of my primary school friend, whom i was close during that period and jannah being admitted to ICU because of bike accident. both situation i was shocked. Rest in peace my friend. as for jannah, wish you recover quickly. i hope and want to ride with you in the near future if you're still riding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i started working, as a filer, if there is such a word at my old workplace. i know i swear i wont go back there but if the work is easy and is $6/hr, who rejects rite. i hope leia get the job. then have friend to smoke with or to go home with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week is common test week. 1 down, 3 more to go. sucks. 1st paper i think im gonna just passed it. 2nd paper will be on wed, Ecotourism. not so important. thursday is Urban Planing and friday will be Advanced Building Tech. cross my fingers and hope for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things with me and zima aint good. i guess its me. i dont even know what im doing. i know im hurting her. i told her we need a break. i need to clear some mental space. with school in the morning, work in the evening, 6 days, really makes me have no time for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Sometimes I Love You&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;More Than You'll Ever Know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Other Times You Get On My Nerves&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That's Just Reality&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No, It Can't Always Be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kisses, Hugs, And Beautiful Words..* &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-9207087420392792841?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/9207087420392792841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=9207087420392792841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/9207087420392792841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/9207087420392792841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2008/06/hey-there.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-6427598322283773578</id><published>2008-04-23T00:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T00:53:08.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for not updating. was busy. with nothing. heh. everything's fine. 2nd baby was sick on 6th april but i got it fixed. no worries. went sentosa with watevas for leia's belated 19th birthday. it was great eventhough it rain for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school reopens. well, its great to be back to school. the only thing is that i got classes starts at 8 on monday, tuesday and thursday. sucks la. got to wake up super early. not that early la. since got 2nd baby so can take my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for 4th may. NSSL baby. get ready to LOSE! haha. Open catogory hasnt been kind to us. last year, we only won 1 or 2 games. cant get our usual rhythm and pace. hopefully this year is better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;its been 2 months plus and i love you more than yesterday, everyday. i keep thinking of you each and everyday without fail. i hope, i wish, i pray that we'll last till forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Make a decision and dont look back..*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-6427598322283773578?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6427598322283773578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=6427598322283773578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/6427598322283773578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/6427598322283773578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2008/04/hey-there-sorry-for-not-updating.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-5180186911610558046</id><published>2008-03-28T23:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T23:42:29.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;while you're away..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cried after our last conversation in singapore. i thought you'll call me back but you didnt. my days without you, i spent most of the time with the bestfriends. i thought out to boat quay, just hanging around in taman jurong will take my mind of you but obviously i cant. i keep thinking of you, missing you every second, wondering what are you doing, how are you. even when you message me, it seems its not enough. i want you to be here with me, knowing you're safe. sometimes when you call, i wish you're just right beside me, hugging me close, not letting go. but the fact is, you're still there. i know you're having cough and sorethroat. take good care of yourself and come back home safely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*To find the perfect person, all you need to do is look past the imperfections*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-5180186911610558046?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5180186911610558046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=5180186911610558046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/5180186911610558046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/5180186911610558046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2008/03/while-youre-away.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-6767827125181894322</id><published>2008-03-17T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T23:34:40.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life gonna be boring for me starting from tmrw. miss belo wont be able to msg me often as she's going for a bonding camp before her vietnam trip. today i met her for the last time. i was feeling rather tired and grumpy. i dont know why but today's the worst. that's the 1st thing that makes me bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly, my TV! its gone for repair and i cant watch tv for 4 days. how uncool is that uh? no mtv, no contender asia, no american idol, no sports, no movies, no everything. just me, the lappy, the bed and the un'beep' handphone. that's it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what if i got my 2nd baby? can cause accident u know. SELISEH! haha. funny you fidah. anything la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;im gonna miss you babe. hurry home ok. i need you. take care of yourself orite. i love you alot alot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*let's take this 'good enough' and turn it to 'great!'*&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/15545674-6767827125181894322?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6767827125181894322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=6767827125181894322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/6767827125181894322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/6767827125181894322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2008/03/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-3974438842468676861</id><published>2008-03-15T01:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T01:27:28.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;hey there.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im excited today. i got my 2nd baby today! its fun. OMG! im pretty sure my 2nd baby will keep my mind off my 1st baby when she's away. i got something to talk to, share my problems. haha. if you're still wondering what/who 2nd baby is, she's my bike. my 1st ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've watched 10,000 BC with my only one ms twinkle toes. its supposed to be double date with muhsin n his girl. but oh well, nvm. atleast i got to sit behind you guys. haha. i just picked any seats but there's 2 seats are specially special. they're like in the middle and with no one around so i decided to take the seat behind it. coincidentally, it was muhsin's seat. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;every second and every moment i spend with zima, i dont wanna leave. i just dont want the date to end. i just wanna be by her side everytime.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Life is like photography. You develop from the negatives.* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;**I'll be the fastest among the slowest and slowest among the fastest. Ride safely.**&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/15545674-3974438842468676861?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3974438842468676861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=3974438842468676861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/3974438842468676861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/3974438842468676861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2008/03/hey-there.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-1963533481782208091</id><published>2008-03-04T01:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T01:24:52.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im bored. as u know, its the vacation. i got nothing to do since im not searching a job anymore. i got nothing to look forward since everything is done like my birthday and TP. what's next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im getting the bike on the 14th. i cant wait. i know it'll look like wak2, but i dont care. u got licence, got own transportation then can mock me ok. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to go out with miss zima but she's busy with attachments. i gotta understand. all i can do is fetching her from attachment. but that's not always. i hope this 12th she can make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ran out of ideas.&lt;br /&gt;lights out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Never try to impress someone to make him/her fall in love with you, coz when you do, you'll have to keep that standard for the rest of your life. Just be you.*&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/15545674-1963533481782208091?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1963533481782208091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=1963533481782208091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/1963533481782208091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/1963533481782208091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2008/03/hey-im-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-8984087257472286315</id><published>2008-02-25T23:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T23:31:17.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy 19th Birthday To Me!&lt;br /&gt;Im old and Im boring.&lt;br /&gt;My goatie is turning white!&lt;br /&gt;OMG!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;Khai LAME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky number 25.&lt;br /&gt;I love you, Nurhazimah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*'The only thing worse than being rejected, is being rejected without even asking..'&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/15545674-8984087257472286315?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8984087257472286315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=8984087257472286315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/8984087257472286315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/8984087257472286315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-19th-birthday-to-me-im-old-and-im.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-5443188533992286915</id><published>2008-02-19T03:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T03:39:51.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentine's day this year has been special. It's my first time doing such thing. It was more of last minute planning but it worked. Me and A.J. went to sentosa. Pretty romantic. The whole thing keeps on replaying on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have been pretty good for me so far. Exam week is here and im left with 1 paper. Thursday is my last day of school. TP is on 25th Feb. After that, i'll be searching for a job to kill time and to earn money. Angelina Jolie will be having attachments and her Vietnam Trip so i'll have to kill time by my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched JUMPER on saturday with Nas, Leia and KhaiTua. Cool story. Worth watching it again. GO watch it for those who have not watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;3.38 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Which hurts the most; saying something you wish you never had, or saying nothing and you wish you had?*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-5443188533992286915?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5443188533992286915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=5443188533992286915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/5443188533992286915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/5443188533992286915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2008/02/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-5797739153954676283</id><published>2008-02-11T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T21:32:57.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;A breath of fresh air.&lt;/span&gt; That's what i called her. Most girls prefer to eat in restaurants, eat western food. But she prefers coffeeshops so that she can eat local food. She LOVE spices. I knew all this when i brought her to Bugis Cafe. I felt so bad but at the same time, i felt she's different from all the girls i knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked to Sleepy Sam's after lunch. It's very cosy and quiet. Good location for couples and book lovers. Alot of books to read but i cant. Im not in the mood to read i guess. But i manage to do some revision. And she did hers too. Learn about her modules abit. Interesting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bus ride was the best. Leaning against each other, holding hands. I didnt want the bus ride to end. I was enjoying the bus ride but sleepy at the same time. Didnt had much sleep. I wish i could send her home but these eyes of mine are heavy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, thats my day with her. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A GREAT ONE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Those who spend to much time searching for beauty on the outside, will miss the true beauty which lies on the inside.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-5797739153954676283?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5797739153954676283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=5797739153954676283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/5797739153954676283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/5797739153954676283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2008/02/breath-of-fresh-air.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-8673083061915127070</id><published>2008-02-05T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T01:09:05.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Accident</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;hello.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bad news people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;high chances i cant take my TP on the 25th. i must complete my last prac before the 11th. if not, there's no way i can take my TP on the 25th. sad uh. i could have passed my prac just now. but i fell during my emergency brake and that is an immediate failure. haiya. my left foot hurts but hey, u need to fall to know how u get up rite. too bad la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ms k-po has been my companion for the last few days. talked about the past isnt the best thing for us but now i realised that not everyone have a great childhood. it's a choice for each individual of how you want to change. im proud of u ms k-po/twinkle toes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;anyway.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last saturday went karaoke after my prac. coincidentally, i havent shaved my misai. looks fugly of course. karaoke-ing was fun with nas around. hahahahaha! and expensive too. its good to karaoke once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day, i helped fida's friend ayne to shift house. its great to work with bunch of great guys. lucky for me, she shift house just across my street from boon lay drive. so i skipped home while the rest went to boon lay interchange to get to their next destination. how lucky u are fida. 3 of your friends are staying near each other. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that should sums up my saturday, sunday and monday. lets hope the best for the rest of the days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Never close your eyes and hide from that one person who you know who loves you.*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-8673083061915127070?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8673083061915127070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=8673083061915127070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/8673083061915127070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/8673083061915127070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2008/02/accident.html' title='Accident'/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-1215377706168610444</id><published>2008-01-31T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T23:37:56.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey there blog..&lt;br /&gt;i've been sick since last week..&lt;br /&gt;fever on and off..&lt;br /&gt;cough..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i got 8 more days to complete my bike practical lesson..&lt;br /&gt;if not, my dream of taking my TP is shattered..&lt;br /&gt;i got 2 more prac to go and its fucking hard to pass..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;everytime im sick, i always think abt death..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;its a scary feeling but i cant stop thinking abt it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;what if life is taken away from u just like that, unexpectedly..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;just think abt it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's lighten up abit..&lt;br /&gt;i been thinking abt someone..&lt;br /&gt;someone who i've met couple of times..&lt;br /&gt;i must be crazy for thinking abt someone for a couple of times..&lt;br /&gt;i am crazy..&lt;br /&gt;maybe i like her..&lt;br /&gt;just maybe..&lt;br /&gt;i realised that im not good in words anymore..&lt;br /&gt;unlike in secondary sch where sweet words are so easy to say..&lt;br /&gt;sweet talker mothertoot...&lt;br /&gt;rite now, sweet words can no longer escapes my mouth..&lt;br /&gt;it is more of straight-forward, spontanious reaction..&lt;br /&gt;i cant fake anymore..&lt;br /&gt;its good in a way..&lt;br /&gt;but i cant please the girl all the time rite now with sweet words..&lt;br /&gt;=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;* I don't know the key to success, but the key to failure is trying to please everybody. -Bill Cosby*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-1215377706168610444?l=u-think-u-know-me.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-15545674.post-8354701095691007354</id><published>2008-01-16T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T00:26:29.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DVPEWYsRkx0/R44vSLJ-gbI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OkzrNe9kz-c/s1600-h/Image041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156110612664582578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DVPEWYsRkx0/R44vSLJ-gbI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OkzrNe9kz-c/s320/Image041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DVPEWYsRkx0/R44vSbJ-gcI/AAAAAAAAAAc/7QRcQLDR8hc/s1600-h/Image042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156110616959549890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DVPEWYsRkx0/R44vSbJ-gcI/AAAAAAAAAAc/7QRcQLDR8hc/s320/Image042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DVPEWYsRkx0/R44vS7J-gdI/AAAAAAAAAAk/5OSxhYuGAbg/s1600-h/Image043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156110625549484498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DVPEWYsRkx0/R44vS7J-gdI/AAAAAAAAAAk/5OSxhYuGAbg/s320/Image043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Sis!!!&lt;br /&gt;She bought me new bedsheet few weeks back..&lt;br /&gt;and i use it now..&lt;br /&gt;hahahs..&lt;br /&gt;nice rite..?&lt;br /&gt;see, MICKEY MOUSE!!&lt;br /&gt;there's still a child in me u know..&lt;br /&gt;huahahhaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-8354701095691007354?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' 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url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DVPEWYsRkx0/R44vSLJ-gbI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OkzrNe9kz-c/s72-c/Image041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-7022624901169396838</id><published>2008-01-09T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T00:34:34.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dont know how i feel rite now..&lt;br /&gt;but what im feeling rite now is me..&lt;br /&gt;this is what i really feel..&lt;br /&gt;i know what i may do might hurt someone..&lt;br /&gt;but i cant help it..&lt;br /&gt;i know i took it for granted..&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why it changed..&lt;br /&gt;i know i shouldnt do thing i did..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*You have to give up when love is not enough..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-7022624901169396838?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7022624901169396838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=7022624901169396838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/7022624901169396838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/7022624901169396838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-dont-know-how-i-feel-rite-now.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-5586550961466985708</id><published>2008-01-05T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T01:32:16.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey people!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!&lt;br /&gt;yeahh shit, after 5 days i wish happy new year..&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far everything's good..&lt;br /&gt;friends asked for my new year resolutions..&lt;br /&gt;honestly, i dont have any..&lt;br /&gt;at the moment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now, i need a part time job..&lt;br /&gt;to pay for my future bike and expenses..&lt;br /&gt;my life rite now is like, 'MONEY, MONEY, MONEY'..&lt;br /&gt;even muhsin is like working most of the days..&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i even dream to be born into a rich family..&lt;br /&gt;but i thankful that im born in this family..&lt;br /&gt;nothing comes free in this world and i have to work hard to earn every single cent..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still feel frustrated about the data entry job..&lt;br /&gt;called me back when u guys are short-handed..&lt;br /&gt;but when u just recruited a new guy, u simply threw me away..&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;^*^%&amp;amp;*^(&amp;amp;()))&amp;amp;*^(&amp;amp;%$&lt;br /&gt;i swear i wont return to that place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna sleep..&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-5586550961466985708?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5586550961466985708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=5586550961466985708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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far..&lt;br /&gt;as if it was a drama..&lt;br /&gt;and it wasnt even my problem..&lt;br /&gt;but its good to be there for my frens..&lt;br /&gt;tackling relationship problems isnt easy at all..&lt;br /&gt;being one of the frens, u cant be biased and one-sided..&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is, i hope it's settled..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im delighted that 'watevas' are meeting atleast once a week..&lt;br /&gt;sometimes even 3 times a week..&lt;br /&gt;leia n fida brought along their bf and bf-to-be..&lt;br /&gt;and they can clique with us..&lt;br /&gt;u know la we can be crazy and unpredictable at times..&lt;br /&gt;i didnt expect them to join in too..&lt;br /&gt;huahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;even jijah n fidah are not M.I.A. anymore..&lt;br /&gt;im super duper happy for that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*u're gonna be back soon.. whether u bring something back for me or not, i dont care cause i want u to be back safely..*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-6597455513374243010?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6597455513374243010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=6597455513374243010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/6597455513374243010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/6597455513374243010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2007/12/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-1085036319054832276</id><published>2007-11-11T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T17:46:53.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey there..&lt;br /&gt;im back updating..&lt;br /&gt;im searching for a blogskin but nothing's nice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on sat, i go accompany aisyah to popular..&lt;br /&gt;buying her camp things..&lt;br /&gt;then off to McD..&lt;br /&gt;accompany her eat her lunch..&lt;br /&gt;we talked alot..&lt;br /&gt;oh, she need to eat slowly coz there's braces..&lt;br /&gt;then i send her home..&lt;br /&gt;her mum open the door and i hid..&lt;br /&gt;its not tat i dont wanna meet her mum..&lt;br /&gt;its juz tat im shy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i receive a call shortly after that from my ex-colleague that they are short handed and need my help..&lt;br /&gt;im shocked to hear tat 1 of them have quit..&lt;br /&gt;so i help out, out of sincerity..&lt;br /&gt;its good to see most of them..&lt;br /&gt;i feel out of place sometimes..&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what happen when im not there so i just kept quiet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to buy a new hp..&lt;br /&gt;i dont care..&lt;br /&gt;i like K850i..&lt;br /&gt;but once i settle my prac, i will surely buy it..&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k la..&lt;br /&gt;wanna concerntrate watching soccer..&lt;br /&gt;update soon ok..&lt;br /&gt;Peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-1085036319054832276?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1085036319054832276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=1085036319054832276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/1085036319054832276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/1085036319054832276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2007/11/hey-there.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-5091792786844830823</id><published>2007-10-31T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T01:33:13.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Things have been worse for me lately..&lt;br /&gt;i was told to stop working..&lt;br /&gt;coz there's enough people and already at full strength..&lt;br /&gt;and they need not need me anymore..&lt;br /&gt;and how sad when those words were said when i just step in..&lt;br /&gt;my mind went blank and i donno what to do..&lt;br /&gt;i just carry on doing my work without any sound coming out of my body..&lt;br /&gt;this work mean so much to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the people.&lt;br /&gt;the money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the people there are like my 2nd family..&lt;br /&gt;everyday i spend most of my days there..&lt;br /&gt;and now i dont get to see them not even once a week..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need the money to continue taking my licence..&lt;br /&gt;but now, how can i..?&lt;br /&gt;ok, the upcoming pay will most probably last me the whole licence thing,&lt;br /&gt;but how about the bike..?&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i donno..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i once said, "Life has ups and downs. Now you're down, later you're up."&lt;br /&gt;but there's a continuation to my sayin..&lt;br /&gt;"When you're down, you're so down that you feel as if you're drowning"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;previous day, before they ask me to stop working,&lt;br /&gt;i thought of helping a close friend of mine..&lt;br /&gt;she's having problems rite now..&lt;br /&gt;and so i thought of helping her in the terms of money..&lt;br /&gt;but now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still feel like shit rite now..&lt;br /&gt;guess have to sleep..&lt;br /&gt;maybe feeling better tmrw..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cash rules everything around me"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-5091792786844830823?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5091792786844830823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=5091792786844830823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/5091792786844830823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/5091792786844830823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2007/10/things-have-been-worse-for-me-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-7529556753659227509</id><published>2007-10-08T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T01:40:03.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello there!&lt;br /&gt;sorry i didnt update for a really long time..&lt;br /&gt;really caught up with work and stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a quick update..&lt;br /&gt;-fasting has been so far so good..&lt;br /&gt;-work has been slack..&lt;br /&gt;-leah work with me..&lt;br /&gt;-her cousin also..&lt;br /&gt;-her aunt will be too..(kina's mum)&lt;br /&gt;-taking class 2B licence with muhsin..(some funny experience together)&lt;br /&gt;-just bought PSP white color..(thanks leia)&lt;br /&gt;-preparation of hari raya has been almost done..&lt;br /&gt;-bought complete baju kurung with songkok with samping and capal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i cant wait to raya..&lt;br /&gt;wohoo!!&lt;br /&gt;money money money..&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;like small kid..&lt;br /&gt;hopefully can go raya with watevas..&lt;br /&gt;and i cant wait to pass class 2B..&lt;br /&gt;i target early next year to pass..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know y when i start doing something, i started noticing things..&lt;br /&gt;for example..&lt;br /&gt;-ever since i work watsons, everywhere i go, ppl carrying watsons bag or ppl going watsons to work..&lt;br /&gt;-ever since i work at questlabs, i started noticing all the clinics that i register into the system..&lt;br /&gt;-ever since i start taking class 2B, i got to witness alot of motorbike accidents..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weird, i think so..&lt;br /&gt;creepy, yes it is..&lt;br /&gt;any reasons..?&lt;br /&gt;i cannot come up with any..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh, i havent prepare for sch yet..&lt;br /&gt;no new clothes, no new shoes..&lt;br /&gt;haiyo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, thats it..&lt;br /&gt;very brief update..&lt;br /&gt;gotta sleep now..&lt;br /&gt;update soon again..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-7529556753659227509?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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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-15545674.post-3984083547085373679</id><published>2007-08-27T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T00:04:20.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;today i start my new job as a data entry typist..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i woke up late and luckily the place isnt far..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i met leah in the train..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she was late to sch..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the workplace was stressful as ppl walk up and down ur cubicle..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and the sound of ppl pressing hard on the keyboard..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its not only one person.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its many..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and u gotta always be on the move..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;taking new request forms..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its not 10 request forms..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its many..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;got no time to talk, to msg ppl, even drink water..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there's another 2 ppl also start work today..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and i guess i did pretty well on the 1st day than them..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i didnt ask too many qns..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i didnt ask..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;answers was given to me before even i ask..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ppl working there has no life..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;starts at 1, finish at 11 on monday-friday..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;saturday starts at 12.30 and finish at 7 or 8..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so i guess the only life u have is... sleep..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hmm...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so i guess i have to sleep now..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-3984083547085373679?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3984083547085373679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;went to ayah's hse last sat..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ayah wanna see marsya..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;went there arnd 2+..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ayah wasnt arnd..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i gotta rush to work..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but ayah manage to meet me abt 5 min at home..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then i have to go..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sometimes i really miss him..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sometimes i hate him..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sometimes i had mixed feelings..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he's my father and whatever happens, its between adults..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but he hurt my mum..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i dont know..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i've been working like a dog..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i dont know why..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and this saturday, i have to do full shift as my colleague cant make his shift..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12 hrs at the cafe..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;probably gonna go back with muhsin again..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and hopefully the train will not be stuck at Raffles again due to some ghosts playing with the doors..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hehehe..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sch's been fine..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;most of the projects' deadline is next week..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;today i will have one..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;left french, iwd and rer..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;french will be a easy..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;iwd will be much easier..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rer, well, sux i must say..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;well, just do it la..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok, im tired bcoz of *ehem ehem*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so i shall update soon..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Au Revoir!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-6524204858728858334?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6524204858728858334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=6524204858728858334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/6524204858728858334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/6524204858728858334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2007/07/went-to-ayahs-hse-last-sat.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-5265645952333920698</id><published>2007-07-15T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T02:11:58.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im not going to post pics of my room yet..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but i will, PROMISE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lets see, where shall i start my story..&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we (me and others) are not happy with somethings or some ppl..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im not writing down names here..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it all started long long time ago..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when this 'someone' say that, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"lets chill at a cafe once a week"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;once a week that never was..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;crap.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;next.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;u know who to find when u are in trouble or bored..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when u are not, u simply forget..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i don really mind..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but when we msg u, u didnt even have the courtesy to reply..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i dont really mind..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;others mind..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;next.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there's a female version of a close fren of mine..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if A go, she go..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if A dont go, she dont go..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so i cant say anything much as she is like him..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and i cant say anything abt him..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he's just... HIM.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;next.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;another close fren..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gave that person advice..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that person promise not to do it again..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;guess wat..?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;u did it.. AGAIN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i didnt like abt it at first but..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what can i do..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its your life..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im tired of lecturing/nagging..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;next.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;closest of all..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;u got to watch your temper dude..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if u carry on like this, ppl may dont like u..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i know u dont care if ppl dont like u..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but u may lose frens..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ppl may seems frenly to u but u nvr know what's in their mind or heart..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;next.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dont make up stupid reasons why u cant hang out with us..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if u dont want to, just say so..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its not like we're gonna be mad at u..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;next.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when u say something, pls mean it..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dont just say to please someone..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dont just say one thing, and do another thing..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if u ppl read this, and u ppl think u are one of them, pls..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and i say pls..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BE COOL!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im sorry, i apologize..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no hard feelings but its been killing us..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hate me, talk behind me..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;do whatever u want..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;atleast i get to say whatever i want here..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;why?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my blog what!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAHA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;k la, crapping to much..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aur Revoir!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-5265645952333920698?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5265645952333920698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=5265645952333920698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/5265645952333920698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/5265645952333920698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2007/07/im-not-going-to-post-pics-of-my-room.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-1255308345235472423</id><published>2007-07-02T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T22:29:40.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sorry for not updating for such a long time..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;been busy with school, packing, moving and unpacking..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and i'm tired..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;really really exhausted..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but i'm really happy with the house especially my room..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the walls are blue, most things are blue..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and so u get the idea..?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blue is my fav colour la..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and i'm having open house and 'cukur rambut' this saturday..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;another mess and another tired day..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what to do..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;most probably most of my frens are not coming as they got their own thing..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so im not really looking forward to this saturday..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok, i shall post the photos of my room next time yeah..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kinda tired..&lt;br /&gt;Au Revoir!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-1255308345235472423?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1255308345235472423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=1255308345235472423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/1255308345235472423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/1255308345235472423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2007/07/sorry-for-not-updating-for-such-long.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-9211452507387101516</id><published>2007-06-15T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T00:46:14.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;currently, im tired..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;working as a butler is tired..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;at M.O.S. somemore..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;makes me more tired..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shud have listen to my body not to go out juz now..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but i miss fida n sis..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so i went to tanjong pagar..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and i shud have stayed at home after meeting them..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;somehow i want to go out and play balls..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and someone really spoils my mood..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;prank me..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;just to see if i still care..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but the way the prank goes, it makes me mad, unhappy..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and i just wish i could punch someone..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but i know myself..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and if the prank wasnt a prank, i still dont go punch faces..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'll deal it like gentleman..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and working for Catering Network for a day, i met Suhadah..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she's like nerdy2, cute2, sweet2 and a lil bit of wild..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and i like her and her bf..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cool people..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she say im cute..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hahahahahahas..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;well, i cant help it..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hahahahahahas..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok, im talking crap..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shud sleep now..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bye blog..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;see u soon..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and oh, cicik syg, thx for the pure chocolate(s)..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-9211452507387101516?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/9211452507387101516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=9211452507387101516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/9211452507387101516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/9211452507387101516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2007/06/currently-im-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-334439503629995062</id><published>2007-06-12T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T21:10:08.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i did something stupid juz now..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i think its stupid la..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i read someone's blog from the 1st it began..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it brought me many memories..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i can say that all of them are good memories..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i guess that between me and ain, there's no hope..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i dont feel any attachment to her..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no more strong feelings towards her..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;just friend-friend feelings..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;right now, im not ready to meet or get to know any girls..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i dont know why la..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maybe im not confident like i used to..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;got to go now..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;watching anugerah with full attention..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;haha!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-334439503629995062?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/334439503629995062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=334439503629995062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/334439503629995062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/334439503629995062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-did-something-stupid-juz-now.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-2727115059067933418</id><published>2007-06-07T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T22:03:08.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i know it..&lt;br /&gt;but i chose not to believe or think abt it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;like i say, when u know the truth, it hurts..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;but i've learnt how to expect the unexpected..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;so it doesnt hurt that bad..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;so now currently, im looking for..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;im looking forward to the holidays..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;but there aint no holidays for me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i got to pack my things..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i can shift hse by the 19th..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;so not looking forward to it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;only God knows why..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;enough for today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-2727115059067933418?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2727115059067933418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=2727115059067933418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/2727115059067933418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/2727115059067933418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-know-it.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-216629122207815446</id><published>2007-05-27T03:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T03:11:13.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;i think its best not to know the truth..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;coz when u know the truth and its not wat u expected, it hurts..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;and i don wanna get hurt..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;and all this came out from my fren not known for his emotional side..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;well, next week is the last week of sch before common test..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;after tat, 2 weeks holiday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;not really looking forward to it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;im a lil bit stress abt my new hse and my cousins' engagements..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;abt the hse, y cant let the old adult decide and leave the young adult aside..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;i hate it when it came to renovating the hse..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;and abt the engagements', its supposed to be a happy thing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;but it turn out the opposite..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;and families are quarelling with each other..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;and every night, i heard the same thing over and over and over again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;well, everyone has prob..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;it depends whether its a major or minor prob..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;who say i dont have prob..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;i do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;and sometimes i dont like to tell others as others are not interested...???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;i donno..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;i got to go now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;i have to be somewhere now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;MY DREAMLAND OF COURSE U IDIOT!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-216629122207815446?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/216629122207815446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=216629122207815446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/216629122207815446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/216629122207815446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-think-its-best-not-to-know-truth.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-2153848115141609399</id><published>2007-05-22T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T23:59:28.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its great to see how frens have moved on since the last time i've met them.&lt;br /&gt;of course, there's the 'miss you' part..&lt;br /&gt;but for me, not meeting them is great..&lt;br /&gt;weird but for me its kinda logic..&lt;br /&gt;the more u see ur frens, the less topic to talk abt..&lt;br /&gt;and not seeing them makes the frenship stronger and tighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kina's doing fine after some setbacks.&lt;br /&gt;she got frens like 4E2 in her course..&lt;br /&gt;she'd doing great dealing with her ex..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jijah is also doing fine in NP..&lt;br /&gt;have great frens..&lt;br /&gt;see her quite often in sch..&lt;br /&gt;if she come down to atrium, most probably i'll see her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leia still stuck at her job..&lt;br /&gt;new colleagues dont come to work..&lt;br /&gt;piss her off..&lt;br /&gt;and finally she have found someone she can 'manja2' with, close with..&lt;br /&gt;thumbs up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fidah...&lt;br /&gt;well, didnt manage to keep update on her..&lt;br /&gt;but still as crazy as she used to be..&lt;br /&gt;she doesnt tell her probs to watevas..&lt;br /&gt;only to her ite frens..&lt;br /&gt;its ok..&lt;br /&gt;if she's comfortable talking to her ite frens, then go ahead..&lt;br /&gt;we'll be still here for u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the boys, nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;every fri nite, confirm see each other..&lt;br /&gt;the prob with us is tat sometimes, we cant stand each other..&lt;br /&gt;boys will be boys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and not forgetting my other close frens, kina's cousins..&lt;br /&gt;for a very very long time, didnt get any update on them..&lt;br /&gt;i have this feeling tat they are doing juz fine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;want to have any outing, pls tell in advance..&lt;br /&gt;coz only the working ones like leia and muhsin have to take off or&lt;br /&gt;juz go out during their off days..&lt;br /&gt;as for the rest, its up to u guys to set the date coz the boys are usually free..&lt;br /&gt;anytime..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough update for the moment..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-2153848115141609399?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2153848115141609399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=2153848115141609399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/2153848115141609399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/2153848115141609399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2007/05/its-great-to-see-how-frens-have-moved.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-2985574391880967775</id><published>2007-05-21T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T00:04:25.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I never felt nothing in the world like this before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Now I'm missing you &amp; I'm wishing that you would come back through my door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Why did you have to go? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;You could have let me know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;So now I'm all alone, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Girl you could have stayed but you wouldnt give me a chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;With you not around it's a little bit more then i can stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;And all my tears they keep running down my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Why did you turn away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;So why does your pride make you run and hide?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Are you that afraid of me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;But I know it's a lie what you keep inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;This is not how you wanted to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;So baby I will wait for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Cause I don''t know what else i can do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't tell me I ran out of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;If it takes the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Baby I will wait for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;If you think I'm fine it just aint true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I really need you in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;No matter what i have to do I'll wait for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;It's been a long time since you called me(How could you forget about me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;You got me feeling crazy (crazy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;How can you walk away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Everything stays the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I just can't do it baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;What will it take to make you come back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Girl I told you what it is &amp;amp; it just ain't like that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Why can't you look at me, your still in love with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't leave me crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Baby why can't we just start over again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Get it back to the way it was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;If you give me a chance I can love you right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;But your telling me it wont be enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;So why does you pride make you run &amp;amp; hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Are you that afraid of me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;But I know it's a lie what your keeping inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Thats not how you wanted to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Baby I will wait for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Baby I will wait for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;If it's the last thing i do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'll Be Waiting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-2985574391880967775?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2985574391880967775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=2985574391880967775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/2985574391880967775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/2985574391880967775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-never-felt-nothing-in-world-like-this.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-7641044554237371528</id><published>2007-05-16T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T22:17:43.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sis gave birth to a girl ytd morning..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so cute.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so small.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so curlie.. i mean the hair..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and oh, ytd was the 1st appointment for the purchasing of the new hse.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'll be moving arnd 19 june..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by the end of the month, im there permanantly.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i cant wait to move.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and abt NSSL, we lost.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we reached the quarterfinal and lost.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we're certainly not in the mood that day to play balls.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;well, its the 1st time playing in the open category anw so no shame abt it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i've not been thinking abt the thing tat is bothering me a few weeks ago.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its a good sign.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but i really2 want to know the truth..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-7641044554237371528?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7641044554237371528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=7641044554237371528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/7641044554237371528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/7641044554237371528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2007/05/sis-gave-birth-to-girl-ytd-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-5790633409019823874</id><published>2007-05-06T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T00:55:40.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M NOT OK!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shit.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;y do i say im ok when obviously im not?!?!?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i want her to know how i feel...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but at the same time, i dont want her to feel bad.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i know who i am.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i dont like people feel bad because of me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shit.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;work morning shift tmrw.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i hate to waking up to sunday morning.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sunday is for sleeping, relax.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;someone's got to work rite..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if not, how to do shopping on sundays...?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hahas...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-5790633409019823874?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5790633409019823874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=5790633409019823874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/5790633409019823874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/5790633409019823874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2007/05/im-not-ok.html' title='I&apos;M NOT OK!!!'/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-5024383876426983866</id><published>2007-04-29T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T00:11:12.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>u know abt the last post,&lt;br /&gt;how i say it affects my work..&lt;br /&gt;it really did this morning..&lt;br /&gt;manager gave me the cafe key last nite as i work morning the next day..&lt;br /&gt;nana and fahmy didnt want to hold the key coz they stay quite far..&lt;br /&gt;so i took it..&lt;br /&gt;i HAVE to be there by 10.15...&lt;br /&gt;as i couldnt sleep, i played games on my laptop..&lt;br /&gt;4am, i fell asleep...&lt;br /&gt;and shockingly, i woke up at 10.40..&lt;br /&gt;took taxi there..&lt;br /&gt;reached there arnd 11.30..&lt;br /&gt;luckily Mel, my boss, reached there arnd 11..&lt;br /&gt;Mel was kind enough to understand me coz im honest..&lt;br /&gt;i juz say tat i overslept..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i juz learnt how to bake cookies just now..&lt;br /&gt;quite impressive i must say..&lt;br /&gt;even Mel compliment me..&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;she say i do cookies like taufiq..&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;how i miss taufiq..&lt;br /&gt;the guy who always brightens up the cafe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-5024383876426983866?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5024383876426983866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=5024383876426983866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/5024383876426983866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/5024383876426983866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2007/04/u-know-abt-last-post-how-i-say-it.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-5040386201812785425</id><published>2007-04-29T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T01:59:53.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i got this very bad instinct.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and someone who is rite now close to me, feel the same way.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and i just wish its not true.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;coz it really affects me during work juz now which wasnt great.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i kept quiet most of the time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;colleagues ask me if im ok coz i'll be the noisest if im in the cafe.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i juz say im ok.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but the fact is IM NOT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im badly affected by it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if i know wats going on, i'll be fine...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;work hasnt been great.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;taufiq has stop working temp.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;new crews coming in and i know i cant clique with them like the rest.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;strict rules.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no more slacking.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;every sec, someone's watching.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how terrible is that!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thought of juz quiting but taufiq left me a msg b4 his 'last' day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that not to disappoint Mel, my boss..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;well, wats work without stress..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-5040386201812785425?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5040386201812785425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=5040386201812785425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/5040386201812785425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/5040386201812785425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-got-this-very-bad-instinct.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-3137933577599240233</id><published>2007-04-24T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T22:23:15.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;i must admit sch sucks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;lack of sleep..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;come back from sch, sleep...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;then at night cannot sleep...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;then tmrw morning sleepy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;how ah???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;one of my pri sch frens say drink milk...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;then can sleep...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;i shall try 1 day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;Tonight there's Champions' League.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;so 3 hrs of sleep only...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;there are 2 tutorials at the end of tmrw...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;so lame...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;luckily the Law lecturer is fun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;cant wait for 1st May.- watching Spiderman 3 with Bro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;cant wait for 5th May.- out with watevas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;cant wait for 13th May.- NSSL tournament.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*I don’t want to speak those words &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;  coz I don’t want to make things worse. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;  I love you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-3137933577599240233?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3137933577599240233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=3137933577599240233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/3137933577599240233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/3137933577599240233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-must-admit-sch-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-4539744141564927782</id><published>2007-04-18T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T19:36:06.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i saw something 'cool' ytd while taking a train from Boon Lay to Chinese Garden.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a guy wearing a t-shirt that says ' Life is like riding a bicycle.' &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i find it unique and go do some research abt it and......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="ETFTOP"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why Life Is Like Riding A Bicycle.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You need balance. If you lean too far to one side, you'll fall off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Regarding character traits, Maimonides writes "that a person should follow the golden 'path of the middle' and not lean towards one extreme or the other."&lt;br /&gt;It's important to always pay attention to where you're leaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Get back up again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's not falling down that determines your worth; it's whether or not you get back up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. In the beginning you stumble, but with more experience you can really get far!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life is a series of learning from your mistakes. That's how you learned to walk and talk. And it's how you grow in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. If you look at the ground instead of looking up ahead, you'll lose your balance and crash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In life, it's easy to live in your own little bubble, consumed with yourself. You not only disconnect from the world, you ultimately disconnect from yourself. Look up and outside yourself. Connect to the world outside of you. Only then can you flourish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. When the road throws you a curve, go with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When a turn is coming up, you lean with the curve. You don't fight it and go the other way.&lt;br /&gt;Life sometimes throws you curves too, and in order to remain on top, you need to go with the flow. If a tragedy happens, accept its pain, and go with God's larger plan which is for the ultimate good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. A bike helps you get to where you need to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some people ride bikes just for the thrill of it. And some people believe that life just for the thrills. They don't realize they have places to get to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A bike is a tool - it's not the end goal. You're supposed to get to someplace with your life. Be clear on your destination, and if you use it well, you can really get far!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. A bike doesn't move on its own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life and bicycles need people to operate them. Without a person behind the handlebar, guiding and making choices, it just won't go anywhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. When you get really good, you can do wheelies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After you've been riding a bike for so long, you can start doing the special stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life is like that also. Once you get the hang of who you are and where you're going, you can pop some big miracles too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Bicycling gives you muscles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life toughens you up, especially if you ride up hills. Riding down a hill may be fun and exciting, but only riding up the hill strengthens your muscles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. You can't do it forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some people wish they could live forever. Some people believe it. But just like riding a bike, your body eventually wears out, and you need to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The important thing is that you enjoy the ride, and you get to where you need to go!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-4539744141564927782?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4539744141564927782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=4539744141564927782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/4539744141564927782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/4539744141564927782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-saw-something-cool-ytd-while-taking.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-7633755984116571873</id><published>2007-04-13T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T15:56:30.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hey.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its been a long time since i last update.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;been busy going out, work.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cant believe that sch reopens on monday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i got mix feelings abt sch.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 side of me wants to go to sch,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;another side, don wanna go.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i donno la.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i feel that i've not spend enough time for my family since i started working.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;coz i reached home late and all are asleep.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;well, i think sometimes u gotta sacrifice something rite..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;on a lighter note, MAYBE me and the family will be going to Mustafa tmrw.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wanna find street soccer shoes there.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;probably buy jerseys too.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh ya, i went to Sentosa with the crew at Bugis Cafe.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;quite boring la.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no radio, not much food, not many ppl.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;last of the last of the last minute planning.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hahahahaha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its quite fun swimming with epul, nana and taufiq although it rains.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me and epul made sandcastle halfway.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how 'romantic' is that uh..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hahahaha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that's enough for today's update.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;will update soon, i promise.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-7633755984116571873?l=u-think-u-know-me.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-15545674.post-4327584320474833912</id><published>2007-03-23T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T01:44:01.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1st part&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im really thankful tat u came back into my life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its was really a wonderful 2 days i had with u.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i tot things gonna be orite.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;u said on ur bdae, u wanna buy 'something'.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so juz now, i searched for it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i roamed the whole bugis street.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but to no avail.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i text u, telling u im trying to find ur stuff.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but instead of being appreciative, u asked me,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"y u wanna find it? wats the point? my bdae's over. its best tat u save ur money."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I, being a patient, did not reply to her.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i think its the best way to react to this situation.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i know u very well.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;unpredictable.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ur moods affect everyone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;feeling disappointed, yes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i was hoping u would say,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"thank u khairul. i appreciate it. but its ok. i'll find it myself. i don wanna bother u."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but, i was wrong.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how stupid i am.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2nd part&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;u've been texting me these 'missing u' forward msges.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i really2 hope u mean it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;coz i really2 feel tat way.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its been so long since i saw, meet, going out with u.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i think the last time was during chalet.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hmm.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i like u.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i really do.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but someone taught me something.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'doesnt mean u like tat person, she have to like u the way u like her.'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so im putting my feelings towards u in a quiet little space in my heart.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hopefully this space will grow.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i hate comparison but i cant help it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;at least u appreciate the things i did unlike the 1st girl.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;well, im done for today. nites.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-4327584320474833912?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4327584320474833912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=4327584320474833912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/4327584320474833912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/4327584320474833912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2007/03/1st-part-im-really-thankful-tat-u-came.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-117372474425930411</id><published>2007-03-13T03:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T03:39:04.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Haiz!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not a gd way to start a post.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh well.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i feel lonely rite now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i miss kina's phone call.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i miss nas phone call &amp; his lameness.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i miss lepak-ing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i miss the people who make my hp rings.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i miss everything.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i guess me working makes me have less time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh well, dont worry about me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'll be fine.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the 'missing2' thing will be gone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Haiz!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-117372474425930411?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/117372474425930411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=117372474425930411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/117372474425930411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/117372474425930411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2007/03/haiz-not-gd-way-to-start-post.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-117320657362894421</id><published>2007-03-07T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T02:42:53.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life is afterall UNFAIR.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life is like a road with traffic lights and bends.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sometimes you got to stop, and sometimes you got to change direction,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;just to reach your GOAL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You cant always have your own way.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Instead, try to adapt to the situation.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adapting to situation is the best way to live life to the fullest.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Problems are part of LIFE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If problems keep adding up,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and you really want to give up everything,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THINK.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because when you do that, it means you gave up on LIFE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And that is SINFUL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Instead, try to solving it 1 at a time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Every problem has its solution.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trust.&lt;br /&gt;1 strong word.&lt;br /&gt;Foundation of everything.&lt;br /&gt;In friendship and relationship.&lt;br /&gt;Once u breach the trust, its hard to regain it back.&lt;br /&gt;You may try to regain it back but it needs patience. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everything about yourself has a balance.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Example: ME.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I dont have great looks and perfect features.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I try to balance it with my characteristic and personality.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But somehow, somewhere, sometimes,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its not even enough for some people.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nobody is perfect.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its easy to see a bad side than the good side of a person.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wonder why sometimes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;People do judge a book by its cover.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sometimes you are so preoccupied with problems,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that you missed out the best things/people.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Try looking on the brightside.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Every cloud has a silver lining.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It means that you should never feel hopeless, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;because difficult times always lead to better days. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The sun shining at the edges of every cloud reminds us &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that every difficult situation has a bright side.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WELL, THAT'S LIFE &amp;amp; IT SUCKS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(This is what happen when you have plenty of time at HOME!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-117320657362894421?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/117320657362894421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=117320657362894421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/117320657362894421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/117320657362894421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2007/03/life-is-afterall-unfair.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-117293947284664322</id><published>2007-03-04T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T00:31:12.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my life has been a routine for me lately...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and im bored with it...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nothing new...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;doing the same thing everyday...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i feel lonely too...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;going out is not a good solution...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it requires $$ which i dont really have...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and if going out is the last resort, who?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;who is going out with me...?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nas? He got attachment...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maybe i should stay at home...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;clean and pack my stuffs...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gonna move out soon but not so soon...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;well, tats it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-117293947284664322?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/117293947284664322/comments/default' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hey there!&lt;br /&gt;i had a great time during the watevas chalet...&lt;br /&gt;the whole 3D2N, i nvr shut my eyes to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;i let the rest sleep...&lt;br /&gt;the sleepless nites have affected me abit...&lt;br /&gt;like talking nonsense, lose appetite, hot tempered...&lt;br /&gt;but i nvr feel sleepy sia...&lt;br /&gt;y ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 1st nite was orite...&lt;br /&gt;play police and murderer...&lt;br /&gt;kina funny la play tat game...&lt;br /&gt;then we tell ghost story(lame), funny story...&lt;br /&gt;then nas fren came...&lt;br /&gt;then all of them except for me, sharir, jijah, and muhsin go for a stroll somewhere...&lt;br /&gt;abt 1/2 hour later, they came back...&lt;br /&gt;all hungry...&lt;br /&gt;we fry egg bread + hotdog...&lt;br /&gt;eat already, all sleep except for me and sharir...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sharir went to sleep later on...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i tried to but as u knw, the watevas kids are so 'irritating'...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;heeee...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i couldnt sleep at all...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;end up, help to cook...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pre-bbq was a hell...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i kinda scold momo and sharir for juz leaving me and nas...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i donno y when i become mad, everybody seems to listen to me...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;heeee...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;well, the bbq goes smoothly as wat i expected it...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no cake = SUCKS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i got 2 prezzie from tat bbq...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a t-shirt and a snowcap...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love them...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;both the prezzie and the ppl who gave me...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i shant name them...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nas gave me a 'special' present...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he gave me a great laugh...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i put salt on his lips and painted his face like Rambo when he's asleep...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when he woke up the next day, he went searching for the boys...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we went for breakfast...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so without looking at the mirror as usual, he juz went out...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he already walked far when he realise he wanna pee...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so the toilet he went and juz realised tat his face was painted...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when we came back, all we heard from below was, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Bastard sak dorang!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hahas...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;u know y we sabo him...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HE SNORES VERY LOUD!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hahas...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cannot tahan until i cannot sleep...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hehehehe...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;overall, the chalet + bbq was wonderful...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;atleast we got to spend alot quality time together...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;like playing games, tell stories, cooking, watch tv even sleeping...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;&amp;amp; sitting on the back of the lorry and pickup...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hahahahahas...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my story ends here...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'll show u NAS pic some other time...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bubye!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-117255546436417727?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/117255546436417727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=117255546436417727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/117255546436417727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/117255546436417727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2007/02/hey-there-i-had-great-time-during.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-117190258066572183</id><published>2007-02-20T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T00:29:40.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i've enjoyed myself this weekend...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;really enjoy with my dad's family...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;although i hurt left foot during the crab catching, i enjoyed it 110%...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17 feb&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;went to dad's hse for a bdae party...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;for my for 3 siblings + insyirah + me...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cool huh...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so many feb babies...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;talking abt feb babies, today is kina's bdae!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy 18th birthday sayang!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she going to JB later...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cannot celebrate with her...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nvm, atleast she can spend together with her family...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok, back to the story...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there, i ate my favourite chocolate ball, chocolate cake and the usual party foods...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but tat day, i really hate chocolate for the 1st time...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;too much daa...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;makes my head go spinning arnd...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then me, my 1st sis and my 2nd sis with her husband and insyirah left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me and 1st sis go watch NORBIT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i tot it was gonna be funny but it isnt...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;disappointing seh...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;argh!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nvm la...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18 feb&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dad ask me to come along to catch crab with his family and my stepmum's brothers and sisters...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so reach my dad hse abt 8.20...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;watch tv, go shop...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then left the hse abt 10+...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;edlin came too...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tats gd to see...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then we reached abt 11+, 12 like tat...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1st, do nothing, sitting arnd, eat, eat, eat...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then go see my dad fish...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then go and catch crab...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so fun yet so scary...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the waves are so strong...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;even my left slipper got stuck on the seabed...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so damn unlucky...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but the 1st crab i caught was the best...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;actually got 2, but due to my excitement, 1 fell off...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sux la u khai!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hehe...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then got cut on my foot...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tat sux somemore...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i gave up catching and went up...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dad asked abg to buy plaster...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the pain was nothing la but hard to walk...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i continue my day with eating...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;arnd 8+, i went off...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;abg nahar was kind enuff to send me to woodlands for insyirah's bdae party...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im quite tired and uncomfortable by the time the cake was cut...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nice cake btw... unlike the day b4...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19 feb&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;go to my boss hse for CNY open hse...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;quite bored...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nothing to entertain us except for us...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the food sux...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but the place, WOW!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rich ppl can afford...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bungalow sia...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok, tats it!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-117190258066572183?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/117190258066572183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=117190258066572183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/117190258066572183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/117190258066572183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2007/02/ive-enjoyed-myself-this-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-117146666148038089</id><published>2007-02-14T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T23:27:54.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is something for the lovebirds who are in love for Valentines...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rain falls angry on the tin roof&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As we lie awake in my bed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're my survival, you're my living proof&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My love is alive not dead&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tell me that we belong together&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dress it up with the trappings of love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll be captivated I'll hang from your lips&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Instead of the gallows of heartache, that hang from above&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll be your crying shoulder&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll be love suicide&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll be better when I'm older&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll be the greatest fan of your life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-117146666148038089?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/117146666148038089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=117146666148038089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/117146666148038089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/117146666148038089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2007/02/this-is-something-for-lovebirds-who.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-117129954997438119</id><published>2007-02-13T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T00:59:10.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i had a great time talking to my old schmates from pri sch...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shaifuddin and esp. idayu coz i've nvr like notice her in pri sch...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shaifuddin has been one of my bestfrens in pri sch...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we did everything together even wrestle each other in sch...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cool uh...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh ya, we're having a mini reunion...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;donno when but surely a must have...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alot to catch up...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tmrw, eh wrong...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;today i got my 2nd last paper...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YES!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cant wait to get over it...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;orite orite...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here are the list of events confirm happening:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-dad inviting me to his hse for adik2 bdae (17 feb)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-watevas chalet of coz (23th-25th)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-BVPS reunion 2001 graduates (?? march)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tats all i guess... hehe...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;&amp;amp; tats all for this post...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chao!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-117129954997438119?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/117129954997438119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=117129954997438119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/117129954997438119'/><link rel='self' 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of mine says tat its true... tell it to my face saying tat im not tat good playing as an outfield player and tats y im playing a goalkeeper... im used to his insults coz i take it as a joke... but do u have to say it to my face? argh, nvm... he's tat type of person who just speak his mind and always win... y argue when u know he's gonna win... =/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;well, juz now got kenduri... as usual, the teens ROC after the kenduri... listen to NS life... talk to fadly, my cousin who is my former pri sch classmate too... then some of them went home... luckily there's akid and insyirah to keep their granddads, grandmums, uncles and aunties entertain... they keep playing soccer, kick here, kick there... unusual facial expressions... so the funny...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok... left two(2) more papers and im done for year 1 of my oh-so-boring poly life... then two(2) months vacation... oh, congrats to the people who had done well for their O lvl... and those who did not do well, its ok... u've done your ultimate best... life doesnt stop there... =]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gtg... (watching soccer daa)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-117112745202110094?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/117112745202110094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=117112745202110094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/117112745202110094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/117112745202110094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2007/02/well-theres-this-report-abt.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-117069242872879365</id><published>2007-02-05T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T00:20:28.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im tired..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im stress..&lt;br /&gt;i did everything i could in my 'powers'...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but it turns out wrong...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and infact u put the blame on me after i tried helping u...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;argh..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the least u could say is 'thank u... i know u did ur best.'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nvm...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i don take it to heart..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no hard feelings, bro...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;don worry...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;khai forgives but doesnt forget...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im gonna start studying tmrw...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but guess wat im doing now...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PLAYING GAME!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tmrw k i start studying...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;110%.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'why do love come and go ah...? y uh?'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this is not a riddle,FYI...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-117069242872879365?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/117069242872879365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=117069242872879365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/117069242872879365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/117069242872879365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-117060277009773693</id><published>2007-02-04T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T23:26:10.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it juz took too long...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i've waited so long to be with u...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i need to wait for God-knows how long for u to forget abt him...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and i need to wait for u to love me...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how long is tat...?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im juz a guy who have limits...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;doesnt mean i have patience, i don have any limits...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this week, is my study week.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;next week, is my exam week.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then after tat week, 8 WEEKS VACATION!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok, im siow oready...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bye.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-117060277009773693?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/117060277009773693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=117060277009773693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/117060277009773693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/117060277009773693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2007/02/it-juz-took-too-long.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-117000465621387508</id><published>2007-01-29T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T01:17:36.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;y do i feel tat everything i do is not gd enuff?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;y do i feel reponsibilities is always on me?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;y do i feel tat frens are there when u dont really need them,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and they're not there when u need them...?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;y do i feel frens look up to me?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;y do i feel when frens talk, i listen and when i talk, they dont...?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-117000465621387508?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/117000465621387508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;1 more presentation and im done with all the projects and presentations...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;and im off...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;to nowhere la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;off to study...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;exams coming soon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;gotta do better than last semester...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;after exams, mayb there's a chalet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;for watevas and frens...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;sounds like barney and frens...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;the chalet is for kina, jija and my bdae...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;i say mayb bcos there's a lot of stuffs the watevas have to do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;like exams, presentation and projects, attachments...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;so we'll see to it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;change the date mayb...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;got to go now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;wanna finish some unfinished business...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-116947453900847510?l=u-think-u-know-me.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-15545674.post-116896787002166149</id><published>2007-01-17T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T01:17:50.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im not as patience as i tot i'd be...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i donno y...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mayb coz of patience, ppl start stepping on my head...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and mayb coz i don like keeping it inside anymore...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;coz of this impatienceness, i love the song 'patience'...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i need this song to remind myself to be patient...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;patience is virtue...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;now, im starting to have &lt;em&gt;semangat &lt;/em&gt;to go to classes...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and i love goin to work...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;esp. if &lt;em&gt;sis&lt;/em&gt; goes there...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;make the time go faster...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and the crews there is so damn cute and funny...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;really cute, esp. taufiq...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh, he celebrated his 21st bdae just now...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but he gotta work from morning to nite..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;poor thing...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;orite, im getting ready to fly to disneyland...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;c ya!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-116896787002166149?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/116896787002166149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=116896787002166149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/116896787002166149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/116896787002166149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-not-as-patience-as-i-tot-id-be.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-116879274913641589</id><published>2007-01-15T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T00:39:09.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i hate this feeling...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;seriously.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;y do this feeling have to exist...?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;argh...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shit.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;well, on the bright side...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i manage to work 3 days last week...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wohoo!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4hrs a day...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12hrs in total...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;$54 oready..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cool...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;last month pay was $36..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i got it by tmrw...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cool...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i wanna buy new wallet la...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;da hanc...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hehe...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;looking forward to work on tues, wed and thurs...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;atleast i do something...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;don wanna stay at home, play games...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i enjoy working...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but since fahmy left, the place is a lil bit quiet...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;farid got no one to clique...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;orite, im kinda sleepy...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so gdbye...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-116879274913641589?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/116879274913641589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=116879274913641589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/116879274913641589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/116879274913641589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-hate-this-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-116793299350208232</id><published>2007-01-05T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T01:49:53.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;new year.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;new skin.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;new url.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but still the same khai.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hehe...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the reason y i chose these url is tat...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;life is live telecast.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its not a repeat telecast.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;living on earth is like acting on stage.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tats my reason.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok ok.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im talking crap.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i love my new skin.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cool huh...?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hehe...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;well, i wanna sleep...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;long day tmrw!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-116793299350208232?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/116793299350208232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=116793299350208232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/116793299350208232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/116793299350208232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-116759080134215754</id><published>2007-01-01T02:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T02:46:41.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;06 has past.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so fast.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;really2 fast.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its been a great year.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yeahh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no doubt.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;07 came and here to stay for 365 days.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i think its gonna be a slow year.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nothing to look forward to.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my birthday i guess.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then wat...?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nothing!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;orite, i'll admit tat breaking up wif u was a lil bit sad.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but i did it on purpose.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i need a really gd timing to do tat.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when u send me that msg, i knw its a rite timing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;juz rite.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;u knw y?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;after all these time i've been waiting...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im sick of waiting.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;waiting makes the feeling fade.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and waiting for u to forget him, bla bla bla...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i cant...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sorry, i juz cant...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;waited so long...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 'O7 EVERYONE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-116759080134215754?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/116759080134215754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=116759080134215754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/116759080134215754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/116759080134215754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2007/01/06-has-past.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-116741457238750710</id><published>2006-12-30T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T01:49:32.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;life is down rite now...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i hate it...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hate it so bad tat i don wanna go home...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mum didnt let me go outing wif my dad's family tmrw...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i mean today, saturday...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sux ah!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;everyone there wants me to go...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;argh!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;argh!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;argh, how many argh i put oso not gonna change anything...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i wanna end this 2006 with positives...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i wanna enjoy 2006...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its been a great freaking year...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yeahh...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cool huh...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;new sch, new frens, won nssl, work, new colleagues...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;orite, i'll talk abt my work...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it was orite...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;more of laughing and drinking than working...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;these suhaimy, farid and fahmy making stupid jokes and comments...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;they're so cool...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cooler than watevas(neh, i don think so!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i havent start making hot drinks yet...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not confident yet...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;but i do the soft drinks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;so simple...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;oh, i saw aqilah there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;not in the cafe but juz outside...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;she look shock to see me there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;say hi and walk off...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;orite, i'll stop here... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;1.50 oready..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;shud be sleeping rite now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and oh, i forgot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;msg to kina..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;u knw the guy u like at the street soccer, Amil...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;he'a a classmate of Azmi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and he knws alot...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-116741457238750710?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/116741457238750710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=116741457238750710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/116741457238750710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/116741457238750710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2006/12/life-is-down-rite-now.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15545674.post-116636632137706828</id><published>2006-12-17T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T22:38:42.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im tired...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;really2 am...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tmrw im not in jurong...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i think for 1 week...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its good for me..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i wanna go away...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh ya, i forget...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im working...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so i'll be busy to think abt negative things...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i juz read something and all i think abt is negative...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i donno y but i think im tired...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tats y i think negative...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;haiyo...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cant wait to go my dad's hse...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;meetin boboy at cck library at 7pm...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thats when he finish his CSO...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;well, see u in a week time...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C YA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15545674-116636632137706828?l=u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/feeds/116636632137706828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15545674&amp;postID=116636632137706828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/116636632137706828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15545674/posts/default/116636632137706828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-think-u-know-me.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>MiKi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
