<?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-37338840</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:22:43.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is me.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37338840/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>iLaCuN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04135865364170439584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a126/lonely_gal91/Ar1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37338840.post-8159063946529731861</id><published>2007-06-19T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T09:40:15.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077805380260748418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" border="0" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_d41A07cn9Z8/Rnf9FwkCXII/AAAAAAAAADQ/CxpwLe9TRyI/s320/DSC08173.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girlfriends outing was a blast!i had as much fun as they had and i one more of it please!=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand,&lt;br /&gt;i guess,i dun have any mood to blog nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;too much things on my mind and one of those is this one person who i assume is throwing away our friendship right into bin.&lt;br /&gt;well,to type it all out maybe it will just be bore to all u people.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what im thinking and what i intend to do with this mess.&lt;br /&gt;i said my piece and i want to make things right but seems like its not working for that person.&lt;br /&gt;i guess that person might be reading this and i hope that this person really know how much this friendship means to me.&lt;br /&gt;yeah it hurt deep shit to have this kind of feelings!&lt;br /&gt;im stuck!get it people?stuck btw a friendship and a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;whick i think somehow someway,these people just aint happy to see me happy!&lt;br /&gt;And at the end of the day,someone need to sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i guess its gonna be me.&lt;br /&gt;and i hope i won regret the choice i am going to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to that person-maybe,being a girl make me more emotional than u do.being a girl somehow make me treasure friendship more than u do.and maybe being a girl always make me think how things are going to work out.this feelings suck and not talking to u suck even more.please understand my situation and i hope we could have a understanding on this matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and hotstuff.i think he will read my blog one day.&lt;br /&gt;i just want him to know that i want him to be with me all the time and be more open with my choice of friends.&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to get too mushy here but i wanted to let him know that i need both my friends and him.&lt;br /&gt;and yeah i hope that person know how much my hotstuff meant to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah!im sick and tire of all this.i want u people to simply understand my situation.&lt;br /&gt;and if u people dont wish to see me happy and always in a fucked up situation like this,fine.im a girl who will always make mistakes and i hope u people could help me learn from it.and if this is suppose to be some kind of a retribution for me.&lt;br /&gt;then i accept it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough said.im done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37338840-8159063946529731861?l=pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com/feeds/8159063946529731861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_d41A07cn9Z8/Rml0IwkCXHI/AAAAAAAAADI/Yvl9rEXMrLI/s1600-h/me+n+her!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073714149033401458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_d41A07cn9Z8/Rml0IwkCXHI/AAAAAAAAADI/Yvl9rEXMrLI/s320/me+n+her!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;yes,i grabbed the photo from that badak's blog.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i love the picture cause i look pretty and fairr!heheh!okay,im here to update what i've done last week.To describe the week that have just ended,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tiring,exhausted,lethargic and the list goes on.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;from monday to today,im actually in school getting myself dirty with all that oil paint and facing that big freaking canvas for one whole freaking damn day!from the start i knew i wont finish painting it on time.i was right!today is friday and i've pathetically painted three things on my canvas.no background no first layer just three things solid!im just so fucking slow laa.what to do?im just being me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but the best thing is,i got to see my two bestfriend everyday!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;to the left,i will see palin painting her stupid tree!hahah!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;to the right,i will see shasha's butt!=D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;im one happy girl despite all the painting and drawing.i just feel loved by them for the whole one week.and we wore the same t-shirt just now!it was extra love la okay!=)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;at this point of time,i declare myself busy during this final round of the holidays.im so packed with so many things and i hope i can cope.i actually got a job to do tomoro recommended by my friend and im so excited but at the same time,im just so nervous!i kinda want to make this as my part time job so that i could earn some bucks.but well,we'll see how.maybe i ask the management tomorow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;there's plenty more to do for art and we could actually come back on monday to finish up but i got plans.sentosa agaiN?yup...and for the rest of the week busy busy busy!extra classes plus painting plus getting dirty again!im actually sensing that im going to fall sick real soon but lets hope i wont.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and yeah,hotstuff are back!like one week ago??hahaha!he bought me a white tee and im loving it!he always wanted me to blog about him when actually i got nothing to tell the world about him!well just one thing that, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVE HIM!&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/37338840-714530792743799005?l=pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_d41A07cn9Z8/Rml0IwkCXHI/AAAAAAAAADI/Yvl9rEXMrLI/s72-c/me+n+her!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37338840.post-161307628371761022</id><published>2007-05-29T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T09:28:58.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_d41A07cn9Z8/RlxQo5ol8AI/AAAAAAAAADA/sM6PiPSd5jY/s1600-h/IMG_2381(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070015944108404738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_d41A07cn9Z8/RlxQo5ol8AI/AAAAAAAAADA/sM6PiPSd5jY/s320/IMG_2381(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hey hey!im back again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;u people better dont bet with farhana!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she's crapping.hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well,did nothing much today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;slack around the house with niecey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ate breakfast and headed bck to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;watched some shows letting the time past.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and yeah!time flies really fast today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when i thought its like 11 oclock but then its already 12 15.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmmm..everything went well today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and tomorow will be out the whole day with brother and my niece.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;maybe i'll do some shopping with brother as he just got his pay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;woohoo!cant waiT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thursday im free.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so anyonee??ring me up n lets have a date!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;watching the incredibles right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and it reminds me of nobody except aida!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sleeping soon as i got to wake up early  tomoro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and ouh yeah!my hotstuff ring me just now and leave me two messages.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im super duper happy right now as i could listen to his voice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i hope u girls are not jealous eyy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just cant wait for friday to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lastly,i wish to spend some quality time with my dearest shasha and palin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;please grant my wish sweetiess!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;till here then!i'll update tomoro maybe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if im not tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so,goodnight everybody!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;goodnight fad!&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37338840-161307628371761022?l=pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com/feeds/161307628371761022/comments/default' title='Post 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37338840.post-5342438808809467742</id><published>2007-05-28T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T09:48:26.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello!&lt;br /&gt;im back for more action!&lt;br /&gt;new skin for the blog and i hope this time it last.hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;where shoud i start.&lt;br /&gt;im so lost right now after a long time not touching this blog thingy.&lt;br /&gt;let me get comfortable for a sec!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays are here once again.&lt;br /&gt;but nah..&lt;br /&gt;not excited about it.&lt;br /&gt;my holidays are not that packed with school activities and extra lessons.&lt;br /&gt;but i dont know why im not feeling high and excited about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;art extra lessons will be held next week straight.&lt;br /&gt;and i have to finish painting my drawings by next week!&lt;br /&gt;i know it wont happen btw.&lt;br /&gt;hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got back my report book.&lt;br /&gt;im happy but mommy's not.&lt;br /&gt;i have a clean piece of paper with no underline yet mommy is still not happy.&lt;br /&gt;my class position was 12th this semester unlike last year end of the year no.15th.&lt;br /&gt;but too bad to sad,mummy didnt see that as an achievement of mine.&lt;br /&gt;demoralising me i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;but im gonna prove to her that i can do better.&lt;br /&gt;so lets just see how things goes.&lt;br /&gt;i hope i could start revising during this june hols and by the time the big day come,in a snap!i can answer everything!=p&lt;br /&gt;fat hope i noe!hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;im trying my best people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;calling for help!fana fana!lets study together u smarty pants!lets study together so i can be better than u!huahuahuahua!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also,im trying to make it up to all girlfriends who i've not been meeting and catching things up lately.&lt;br /&gt;maybe this time is a good time but not too much.&lt;br /&gt;and since i have 5 days of free time without my hotstuff,i think i can make it for all plans!hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_d41A07cn9Z8/Rlr79pol78I/AAAAAAAAACg/yKZQw-er_n0/s1600-h/Image(336).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069641367125618626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_d41A07cn9Z8/Rlr79pol78I/AAAAAAAAACg/yKZQw-er_n0/s320/Image(336).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_d41A07cn9Z8/Rlr795ol79I/AAAAAAAAACo/WSsXA9vEESw/s1600-h/Image(339).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069641371420585938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_d41A07cn9Z8/Rlr795ol79I/AAAAAAAAACo/WSsXA9vEESw/s320/Image(339).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_d41A07cn9Z8/Rlr7-5ol7-I/AAAAAAAAACw/4oHFHZ2B3w8/s1600-h/Image(340).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069641388600455138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_d41A07cn9Z8/Rlr7-5ol7-I/AAAAAAAAACw/4oHFHZ2B3w8/s320/Image(340).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;5 days..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;seems like its a big hoohaa among some of my girlfriends abt the 5 days thingy!hehehe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so what is it abt the 5 days??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well,basically,that hotstuff up there are away right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he's away going for a 5 days trip to penang and then to K.L.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he's probably snuggling himself in the most uncomfortable seat ever right now!hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;12 hours bus ride and i assume they are on the highway at this moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he just beeped me sending a simple yet sweet gd night message!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im so gonna miss him during this 5 freaking days!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but im not alone!some girlfriends are also on the same boat as me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*evil laugh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i hope he have fun over there n baby,forget me not!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hitting the sack soon so i guess i end here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'l be back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no no,i wont be missing in action again and leave this blog of mine untouch for months,i'll be back...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;maybe tomoro or the day after and after and after...hehe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069641891111628786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_d41A07cn9Z8/Rlr8cJol7_I/AAAAAAAAAC4/mlegXaF0NIw/s320/Simply+Us!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;                       i think this is it.i just want to be with him and no one else.i hope things works perfectly fine for us and we could have a better future together!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;im so in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; again!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i love u faddly!&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/37338840-5342438808809467742?l=pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com/feeds/5342438808809467742/comments/default' title='Post 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37338840.post-5971122056934604176</id><published>2007-05-05T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T21:22:01.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_d41A07cn9Z8/Rj1PjVX2-aI/AAAAAAAAACY/uiO4Nyba6SQ/s1600-h/Image(05).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061289024685537698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_d41A07cn9Z8/Rj1PjVX2-aI/AAAAAAAAACY/uiO4Nyba6SQ/s320/Image(05).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; haizzz...&lt;br /&gt;im just so fucked up.&lt;br /&gt;a beautiful morning ruined by talking about that irritating person!&lt;br /&gt;*smack forehead!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone please brighten up my day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s:he's the ultimate bitch!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a126/lonely_gal91/Ar1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d41A07cn9Z8/Rj1PjVX2-aI/AAAAAAAAACY/uiO4Nyba6SQ/s72-c/Image(05).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37338840.post-9100645940223887918</id><published>2007-04-15T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T06:05:06.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_d41A07cn9Z8/RiIcZheOjlI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Bpb4FAJ50Qs/s1600-h/18+nov+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053632956670578258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_d41A07cn9Z8/RiIcZheOjlI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Bpb4FAJ50Qs/s320/18+nov+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; fuck!&lt;br /&gt;i hateeeee this one fucker!&lt;br /&gt;he suck like shit punye!&lt;br /&gt;n forever stuck with my boyfriend!&lt;br /&gt;please leave him alone fucker!&lt;br /&gt;u wanna meet the 'bitches',go ahead!&lt;br /&gt;DONT n from now on NEVER drag my boyfriend with you!&lt;br /&gt;i hate them and now i hate YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like seriously la people.he's the reason why i fought with faddly just now.&lt;br /&gt;i saw this stupid picture with faddly,his pathetic stupid face n his two bitches in it.&lt;br /&gt;like cibai okay!&lt;br /&gt;n keep using my faddly handphone to message that bitch.&lt;br /&gt;n on top of that my faddly lie to me.&lt;br /&gt;all because of u who dragged him to slack with them!&lt;br /&gt;and when i ask,he lied!&lt;br /&gt;because he dont want me to get all fucked up.&lt;br /&gt;so sweet of him but im still angry he lied!&lt;br /&gt;at first it was him.&lt;br /&gt;now it was HIM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of him,&lt;br /&gt;i kinda miss talking n sharing with him.&lt;br /&gt;i mean.i did blame him once but i think i should start a new with him.&lt;br /&gt;give him a chance.&lt;br /&gt;i mean,he do still care bt my feelings and always ask my faddly if i mind he go out with him.&lt;br /&gt;i just wanted to say sorry to him for treating him like a dirt and never did acknowledge him after all this.&lt;br /&gt;i know he wont be reading this but im just stating whats on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;sorry aite him.&lt;br /&gt;u did help us through and for that thanks alot.&lt;br /&gt;i mean it now.&lt;br /&gt;lets end it now.&lt;br /&gt;once and for all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday after speech day,slack with palin and wan.&lt;br /&gt;the first time ever talking and actually mingle with him.&lt;br /&gt;well,now i know why someone is really attracted to him!&lt;br /&gt;hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;he's not what i expected him to be.&lt;br /&gt;he's nice.&lt;br /&gt;and somehow,he's different.&lt;br /&gt;no wonder palin keep saying,'die ok la.die nampak je jahat tapi die actually okay!'&lt;br /&gt;okay palin,i trust u now darling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now,im off.&lt;br /&gt;want to clear some things.&lt;br /&gt;let me do it,&lt;br /&gt;my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nyte people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37338840-9100645940223887918?l=pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com/feeds/9100645940223887918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37338840&amp;postID=9100645940223887918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37338840/posts/default/9100645940223887918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37338840/posts/default/9100645940223887918'/><link 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051771762657627714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_d41A07cn9Z8/Rht_pxeOjkI/AAAAAAAAACI/oWyndTj-qs8/s320/shalin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Surprise surprise!!&lt;br /&gt;im actually sitting right here updating my freaking blog!&lt;br /&gt;hehe!&lt;br /&gt;people at the tagboard!&lt;br /&gt;sorry for ignoring you people cause u all have been bugging me to update again and again n finaallllyyy!&lt;br /&gt;im HERE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like seriously,tell me.&lt;br /&gt;why do we have to update our blog most of the time??&lt;br /&gt;i mean do u people really want to read abt my mundane life?&lt;br /&gt;what i do in school,at home,eat,what time did i went to bed n so on and so forth?&lt;br /&gt;or even what?writing a long post,thinking and thinking of  vivid words and phrases to be written on my blog and like make people go 'awww...nice  english she got ther!'&lt;br /&gt;To me,writing an entry on my blog,is suppose to be the time when i really feel like it n im in the mood.and somehow,its a time i should also be playing arnd with my language.&lt;br /&gt;My point of view i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;i dont thing blogging is a must do thing in our daily life.&lt;br /&gt;i mean i will post an entry when i feel like it and also when there is something i want to share with u people who's been visiting my blog.&lt;br /&gt;by the way,no offence ya fellow bloggers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to where i am..&lt;br /&gt;im in the mood and yeah.&lt;br /&gt;here i am.&lt;br /&gt;school were okay so far.&lt;br /&gt;mid-year coming.&lt;br /&gt;busy busy time now.&lt;br /&gt;extra classes.&lt;br /&gt;alot of things to catch up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life??&lt;br /&gt;nothing new.&lt;br /&gt;same old thing.&lt;br /&gt;bf,friends,family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT!&lt;br /&gt;my old 'bestfriend' seems to be bug me.&lt;br /&gt;heheh!!&lt;br /&gt;i mean she's just coming out of nowhere and like giving me messages almost everyday.&lt;br /&gt;weird!freaking weird!&lt;br /&gt;and it kind of scare me abit.&lt;br /&gt;i mean whats up with her?&lt;br /&gt;what does she want?&lt;br /&gt;Friends we can be but more?&lt;br /&gt;nahh.&lt;br /&gt;she walked out of my life when i needed her and now she's here with me when she got no one?&lt;br /&gt;is she using me?&lt;br /&gt;but too bad too sad bebeh,the bond isnt there and i guess its time to move on.&lt;br /&gt;afterall,it would not be fair for my two dearest baby galfriend(ehem!hehe) as they are the one tt have been there for me after she left!&lt;br /&gt;No NO..&lt;br /&gt;nice try.but it aint gonna work!&lt;br /&gt;=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss going out with shasha n palin.&lt;br /&gt;hanging out.laugh our heads off.&lt;br /&gt;arghh&lt;br /&gt;miss it!&lt;br /&gt;perhaps one day ya babies!khekehkhe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And,have u people really felt that u're damn frustrated n sad with ur bf/gf but when u look at them n they give u the cutest look and smile ever,somehow,the angst in u just disappear??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,i did...&lt;br /&gt;heh!&lt;br /&gt;my bf just made it.&lt;br /&gt;he gave me his silly yet cutest smile ever and im like blown away!&lt;br /&gt;awwww!!&lt;br /&gt;i was frustrated with him okay!&lt;br /&gt;but nahh..&lt;br /&gt;not animore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; Boipren many2!&lt;br /&gt;cause he's the cutest thing on earth!&lt;br /&gt;my hotstuff,my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MD FADDLY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37338840-5723702586486759451?l=pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d41A07cn9Z8/Rht_pxeOjkI/AAAAAAAAACI/oWyndTj-qs8/s72-c/shalin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37338840.post-3127160365539331402</id><published>2007-02-27T03:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T04:22:19.005-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally!&lt;br /&gt;i've laid my eyes on that freaking awesome movie!&lt;br /&gt;DREAMGIRLS..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was definitely awesome when u were watching a movie that u swore u would watch no matter what happen.&lt;br /&gt;it was worth the 6.50..&lt;br /&gt;its just so fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;it inspired me somehow in someway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"we are one familyy....blaablaa blaa.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;n watching it with the other two inspiring people was double awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the moment BEYONCE open up her freaking mouth to sing the song 'listen',&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i sat up straight n glued my eyes to the screen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;n yeah!i was like feeling it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;it taught me one thing for sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;to stand up on your own feet again when u fall,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;cause u help yourself to start anew,not others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;n u should be with someone who accept u for who you are n not be with someone who make u be somebody who they wanted you to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;it inspired me there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the song,the lyrics,was great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;haizz...it just mesmerized me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;two thumbs up for this movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i miss my bf!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hehehee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i even let the day past not being with him just to watch this movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so not me.=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;it was worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i really love my bf!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;n hope,he's with me for who i rEally am!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;33&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;faddly!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;going to have another meaningless netball training tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and i hope its not going to be a tough ride for me with that s-o-ty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;my bf's having his match too tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so,might as well,kill 2 birds with one stone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;going to be there watching him,kicking his butts out n make the school proud!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;GO boyfie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so,thats about it for today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;it was all about dreams my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;dreams do come true,when u believe they will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;work hard and im sure,your dream will one day be a reality in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;=))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37338840-3127160365539331402?l=pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com/feeds/3127160365539331402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37338840&amp;postID=3127160365539331402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37338840/posts/default/3127160365539331402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37338840/posts/default/3127160365539331402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com/2007/02/finally-ive-laid-my-eyes-on-that.html' title=''/><author><name>iLaCuN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04135865364170439584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a126/lonely_gal91/Ar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37338840.post-8261527863261696533</id><published>2007-02-26T03:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T04:43:56.662-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_d41A07cn9Z8/ReLIgck2-1I/AAAAAAAAABw/fYGjzKGmslw/s1600-h/bestiez.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035807793105795922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_d41A07cn9Z8/ReLIgck2-1I/AAAAAAAAABw/fYGjzKGmslw/s320/bestiez.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; me n my precious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035807445213444914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_d41A07cn9Z8/ReLIMMk2-zI/AAAAAAAAABg/ULZejyNwr00/s320/PA310311.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;me n HER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;FRIENDS??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;friends are the one that are there for you through thick n thin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they are the one that do their very best to make each other happy and appreciated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they lifted you up when you are down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they are the one that gave endless couraging words&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and make u feel that u are somehow unique in your own way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;n DEFINITELY,they sacrificed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;those three gorgeous ladies up there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;are the one that show me the meaning of true friendship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;we had our rough times,but we went through it together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;we barely had time for each other,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but what makes us strong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;simple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WE UNDERSTAND EACH OTHER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;we gave our best to the friendship,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;we gave what we got to make each other feel appreciated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;we gave support to each other &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;we gave all out for each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and for that,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;we take every mistakes as a challenge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;we take every fight as an obstacle that we have to go through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;we take every words of disappointment,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;as a words of encouragement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;we take our weaknesses as a strength and make full use out of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i won't just blame them n scold them because of the wrong things they have done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i feel them and try my best to be in their position n feel what they feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my dear palin went through alot,doing stupid stuff and all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i was angry but sometimes,feeling what she feels,really make me cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but what did i do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;leave her n just do my own stuff and make my own self happy??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nooo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;we talk we share we cry we hug we pamper each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;that's my definiton of friendship up there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;what i went through and overcome every difficulties in my friendship.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_d41A07cn9Z8/ReLIWsk2-0I/AAAAAAAAABo/XfJoKhZ-RzI/s1600-h/3n1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035807625602071362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_d41A07cn9Z8/ReLIWsk2-0I/AAAAAAAAABo/XfJoKhZ-RzI/s320/3n1.jpg" width="430" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Obviously,the best class in 2006!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; This class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;somehow,they are the one that show me how fun being in secondary school life can be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;knowing them for like 3 to 4 years,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;was indeed a wonderful experience.&lt;br /&gt;we laugh together,&lt;br /&gt;we scream together,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we were all united as one.&lt;br /&gt;we brighten each other's day,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we work as a class and never did care what people have to say about us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as day past,im starting to feel worried.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im afraid that we wont make it to secondary 5N1 together as a class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im afraid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;of loosing each one of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they make every single day in school a pleasant one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And im more than greatful,that i owned this crazy bunch for 2 beautiful years!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;let's keep rocking our socks out classmates!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;n yeah,we will always be the best class!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i have a very good impression on u when we first started talking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i thought everything my friend said was different of what i think about u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;we were there,we had a good start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but failed because of something so childish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i dont understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and please,quit saying im immature cause i know how far my level of maturity is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i dont need people to tell me how immature i am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;we are in the same age currently,but maybe u have a different perspective on being matured.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i dont mind being childish once in a while if it makes me happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i know what it feels to be left out,but come on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;face the fact and snapped back to reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;u cant always expect things to go your way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;u cant expect people to feel what you feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i guess u're been dreaming too much good stuff that end up u being this way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;seriously,this is stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;if u really think u can act more maturely than me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;than prove it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sorry to say,cause at the rate u are going,u are not actin maturely at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and i guess u are more immature than me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;for being in the same zodiac,we almost have the same personality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and if u think,u are not happy with what i type in here,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;guess what im not happy at all with what u wrote in ur blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;to tell u,aquarius won give in easily,they will always fight for their own right n will always think that they are right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;if u think u are right,well,i think i am too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;=))&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/37338840-8261527863261696533?l=pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com/feeds/8261527863261696533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37338840&amp;postID=8261527863261696533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37338840/posts/default/8261527863261696533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37338840/posts/default/8261527863261696533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com/2007/02/me-n-my-precious-me-n-her-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>iLaCuN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04135865364170439584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a126/lonely_gal91/Ar1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_d41A07cn9Z8/ReLIgck2-1I/AAAAAAAAABw/fYGjzKGmslw/s72-c/bestiez.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37338840.post-7054108940726284778</id><published>2007-02-17T18:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T19:34:45.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_d41A07cn9Z8/Rde-0v-YKsI/AAAAAAAAAA8/lPSAJQ_luLU/s1600-h/wats+dat!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032700922050390722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_d41A07cn9Z8/Rde-0v-YKsI/AAAAAAAAAA8/lPSAJQ_luLU/s320/wats+dat!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;where should i start?&lt;br /&gt;hmm..=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,my week in school was okay.&lt;br /&gt;there were too many test.&lt;br /&gt;and yah,more to come.&lt;br /&gt;well,i scored the highest mark in my malay test.&lt;br /&gt;that was something im proud of.&lt;br /&gt;i was shivering upon receiving the paper.&lt;br /&gt;i mean after the teacher call my name.&lt;br /&gt;hahah!&lt;br /&gt;decided to set my target for N level.&lt;br /&gt;i aim for a grade 1 for malay and a grade 1 for art.&lt;br /&gt;maybe grade two for combined humanities.&lt;br /&gt;i set my mind on this three subject.&lt;br /&gt;which i think i can score.&lt;br /&gt;well,let's just try..&lt;br /&gt;no harm trying doesnt it..&lt;br /&gt;=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;valentines day,its over i know but just want to update abt my V.day.&lt;br /&gt;school was a blast on that day.people wishing and all.it was loved.seeing one another n saying those three words.many of my classmates received their token of love from their love one.some were just preparing to meet after school n pass their gift.it was sweetness.at first,i didnt get anything from dearest bf.i was perfectly fine about it cause i don think this gift really shows the meaning.its all in the heart i guess.i was happy as long as my dearest bf stay loyal n faithful to me.thats the best gift i suppose.i've received 4 cupcakes from my other loved.my bestfriend.it was awesomely delicious..it was great!well,simply we love each other right palin n syasya??&lt;br /&gt;we had plan after school.we as in me,palin,syasya,bf,haziq n hafiz..&lt;br /&gt;we decided to just laze around and have a pooling session.&lt;br /&gt;first up,meeting the bf.suddenly he took this flower from his bag and gave it to me..it was sweet.And then,came out the roche.he make me smile.the silly thing is,there was a price tag at the flower n i know how much it cost.his reaction was like so cute.definitely he's not that good when it comes to being romantic.but still,my bf is the cuteesst!after that proceed to his cosy home n met the other two couples(his brother&amp;amp;galfren and his sister n bf)n have a late dinner with all + his mama.it was a well spend valentines day i guess.that was a wonderful day indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,yesterday.went out with my precious friends.&lt;br /&gt;there were not too many of us.&lt;br /&gt;but still,it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;its kinda different going out in small group than in big group u see.&lt;br /&gt;it was more relaxed,enjoyable being in a small group.&lt;br /&gt;i love that feelings.normal thing,we went to have our early dinner at ljs.&lt;br /&gt;n just past the time at taka.&lt;br /&gt;headed to marina square.&lt;br /&gt;while the boys were in the arcade,me n palin decided to play pool again!&lt;br /&gt;as only the both of us are legal to go in,so,there were only two of us in the game.it was funny!palin was so funny la.we played 4 games.n i won all the four games.she was laughing n laughing.silly la that girl.she said she's alwaes good when the game starts but lose when its ending.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;after that,meet the boys again n went to chill at the marina staircase.just talking crap n laughing our heads off.it was a fun saturday too.&lt;br /&gt;n ouh yar,met sya n ikah for awhile n kiss2 them.long time never see ikah!n met up with sya again!it was lovely,as i have all my love ones by my side on that day.&lt;br /&gt;i hope for a better one please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright!&lt;br /&gt;are my entry long enough?i think its long.&lt;br /&gt;n i dont think people would want to read it either.&lt;br /&gt;just covering up the days when i din update u see.&lt;br /&gt;so,till next time then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37338840-7054108940726284778?l=pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com/feeds/7054108940726284778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37338840&amp;postID=7054108940726284778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37338840/posts/default/7054108940726284778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37338840/posts/default/7054108940726284778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com/2007/02/where-should-i-start-hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>iLaCuN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04135865364170439584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a126/lonely_gal91/Ar1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_d41A07cn9Z8/Rde-0v-YKsI/AAAAAAAAAA8/lPSAJQ_luLU/s72-c/wats+dat!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37338840.post-7449900949461534615</id><published>2007-02-06T05:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T06:31:44.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_d41A07cn9Z8/RciRH_FPX5I/AAAAAAAAAAw/8yuXPjlEg-I/s1600-h/DSC01421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028428550337683346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_d41A07cn9Z8/RciRH_FPX5I/AAAAAAAAAAw/8yuXPjlEg-I/s320/DSC01421.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sometimes i wonder...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;what my relationship is all about..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i know there's definitely the ups n downs in relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;there are obstacles that i have to go through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;from this very moment,i dare say,i've gone through alot of obstacles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;be it bearable or unbearable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i pull it through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i took all the fights as a challenge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;either to make me more stronger or for the sake of my relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but one thing im not sure..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;is it worth it??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IM JUST SO FUCKING TIRED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;after the countless fights n countless arguments for the past one n half year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;its just not bringing us anywhere further.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it only show how different we can get sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i fucking hate myself for this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i need him n i want him but its just that our personality clash so badly that over small thing,we could get into a very violent arguments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;im trying my best now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;u left me with no choice but to ignore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;since u wanted to show me how big u are tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;im ready baby.=(&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/37338840-7449900949461534615?l=pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com/feeds/7449900949461534615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37338840&amp;postID=7449900949461534615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37338840.post-807725249905048331</id><published>2007-02-05T06:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T06:27:34.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_d41A07cn9Z8/Rcc5lvFPX3I/AAAAAAAAAAY/df0QVTjTd6E/s1600-h/big+eyes!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028050829438836594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_d41A07cn9Z8/Rcc5lvFPX3I/AAAAAAAAAAY/df0QVTjTd6E/s320/big+eyes!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i try my best to update my blog as much as i can okay loyal readers who bothered to read my entry?hohoho!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sunday was well spent with parents!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to have late breakfast cum lunch at causeway n bugged my daddy to buy me a new calculator.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i really thought my old one was not working.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reach home.started to compare the new n the old.i was pressing the buttons on the old one when suddenly,it came to life again!hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so,wasted $27++ on the new calculator..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;silly me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;finish up my assignment at the same time watching singapore vs thailand n straight to bed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today,nothing much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was awake through out the day n that notty natty beside me said,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she hate me being too hardworking!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;end the day with no teacher in class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;natty n me ganged up to bash that freaking ilyas as he was so damn annoying!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was the matter of the ex's..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was a nice ending,leaving the class with a wide smile!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im like fuckingly still waiting for my bdae present from my family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hope for a hot pink psp yet it didnt arrive!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haiyoo!!its always like this..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when it comes to me,evryone seems to vanish into thin air.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when come to others,even the day on their bdae itself,they got what they wanted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;especially froom 2nd bro to sissy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028050919633149826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_d41A07cn9Z8/Rcc5q_FPX4I/AAAAAAAAAAg/R_xJ_oqFO-k/s320/white+n+black+11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;speaking of sissy,i kinda miss her.&lt;br /&gt;its been like 4 to 5 days since i talk to her.&lt;br /&gt;due to her work n all.&lt;br /&gt;for the last few days,i was in cranksville.&lt;br /&gt;which means,i show fugly faces n show tantrums to the world.=))&lt;br /&gt;but since yesterday,it was her turn.&lt;br /&gt;she was moody n dun even wanna see the slipper i bought with the money she gave.&lt;br /&gt;i was hurt la..&lt;br /&gt;but nvm,i keep my cool.&lt;br /&gt;n suddenly,just now,she took her big yellow beg n stuff her things inside n just left.&lt;br /&gt;weird n im just so hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;i cant describe this feelings.&lt;br /&gt;somesort of worried n lonely??&lt;br /&gt;i don know,if u ppl have a sister,n u are very close,imagine that they left just like that n u've not been toking to ur sister.either little or big sissy,what would u feel?tag me aite!&lt;br /&gt;i just miss her la can??&lt;br /&gt;dont mind la if other siblings love her more than me,&lt;br /&gt;i dont care.its just that i love her n i care for her..&lt;br /&gt;im feeling guilty too,she gave me the money,i said thank you.&lt;br /&gt;she didnt hear it n she like expecting a thank you from me.&lt;br /&gt;she said,"abei tak cakap thank you".&lt;br /&gt;i turn n with a higher tone i replied,"da cakap thank you kann!!!"&lt;br /&gt;n left.&lt;br /&gt;i told u i was in a cranky mood that time!&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37338840-807725249905048331?l=pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com/feeds/807725249905048331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37338840&amp;postID=807725249905048331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37338840/posts/default/807725249905048331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37338840/posts/default/807725249905048331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-try-my-best-to-update-my-blog-as-much.html' title=''/><author><name>iLaCuN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04135865364170439584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a126/lonely_gal91/Ar1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d41A07cn9Z8/Rcc5lvFPX3I/AAAAAAAAAAY/df0QVTjTd6E/s72-c/big+eyes!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37338840.post-4814087320576735313</id><published>2007-02-03T19:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T19:46:19.442-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i would never ever want to think of friday.&lt;br /&gt;its over n therefore,its really over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday....&lt;br /&gt;well spent saturday indeed to cover up my crankyness n all!&lt;br /&gt;first up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;meeting the bf...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,firstly i learnt one thing.&lt;br /&gt;never meet your bf when the both of u just had a huge fight.&lt;br /&gt;hohohahao!&lt;br /&gt;it was stupid!&lt;br /&gt;met up,no conversation and again,fought!&lt;br /&gt;stupid stuff!&lt;br /&gt;bleargh!&lt;br /&gt;but then after meeting sissy n took the money,&lt;br /&gt;i somehow feel down.&lt;br /&gt;n i cried again.&lt;br /&gt;trying to avoid him from seeing it but hell,he saw it.&lt;br /&gt;from there he started giving in n hug me n stuff.&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;its always like that.&lt;br /&gt;i cry,he'll give in.&lt;br /&gt;cuteness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den to vivo we went n just walk around.&lt;br /&gt;bought a tank top at topshop n a pair of adidas slipper!&lt;br /&gt;finally i got that!&lt;br /&gt;its white n purple..&lt;br /&gt;i just love adidas can?&lt;br /&gt;thanks sissy for the money n THANK YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took 97 n proceed to marina.&lt;br /&gt;planned to eat at kfc but instead we ate at makan sutra near esplanade.&lt;br /&gt;lots of fun from there.&lt;br /&gt;met afiq,so silly la hiM!&lt;br /&gt;keep making stupid jokes n silly remarks!&lt;br /&gt;he got us!&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den lastly,just slack around at the staircase with the whole bunch.&lt;br /&gt;for first time ever,syasya was with us that day..&lt;br /&gt;i felt complete with syasya n palin around!&lt;br /&gt;i was happyy n that really complete my day!&lt;br /&gt;thank you girls!&lt;br /&gt;love u two too much n to let go is just so impossible!&lt;br /&gt;end the day by taking picture with palin at the mrt station!&lt;br /&gt;n a kiss before we reach the train station!&lt;br /&gt;kiss at the cheek btw.&lt;br /&gt;dats about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bf send me home n end the day with...&lt;br /&gt;well,u go figure out!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;ntg special actually.&lt;br /&gt;the love was there n ILY FAD!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37338840-4814087320576735313?l=pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com/feeds/4814087320576735313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37338840&amp;postID=4814087320576735313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37338840/posts/default/4814087320576735313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37338840/posts/default/4814087320576735313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-would-never-ever-want-to-think-of.html' title=''/><author><name>iLaCuN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04135865364170439584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a126/lonely_gal91/Ar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37338840.post-7557030634243248731</id><published>2007-02-02T04:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T06:17:22.222-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_d41A07cn9Z8/RcMxofFPX2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/TaT9xReyxbE/s1600-h/Picture+708.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026916180683612002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_d41A07cn9Z8/RcMxofFPX2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/TaT9xReyxbE/s320/Picture+708.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;many things are on my mind right now and only god knows&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how miserable i felt!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no words can ever describe this feelings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TAKE NOTE:feelingS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im all mixed up and my heart ache so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im supperr duuupeerr fucked up today and it seems to be the worst friday ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;firstly,i just felt it takes to hand to clap n therefore if freaking bf wont start it,they wont even bother abt him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wasting too much tears on this n i think,if my eyes could speak,they would have yelled at me to stop!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my self-esteem is super low right now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in simple words,im down!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yar,i was hit down by two person i LOVE MOST!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well,it hurts doesnt it?feeling that u've been cheated for like countless times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to that first love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to the second one,or should i say my everything!my buddy,my bestfriend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was the disappointment!im so sorry for nt understanding!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;arghhhH!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just wanna shout out loud!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i guess i'll only be contributing to noise pollution!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its true..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;u got to appreciate others in order for others to appreciate u.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i somehow feel im not appreciated!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;same thing are happening n i just hope i'll be strong enuff to face dis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i simply hate girls flirting with my bf!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it really irks me damn it!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;especially to YOU,YOU,YOU and YOU!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;arggh!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bitches!or is it me being a bitch?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FUCK FUCK FUCK!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sorry for being so vulgar..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;totally pissed off!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"relaku menunggu mu,seeeribu tahun lama lagi"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37338840-7557030634243248731?l=pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com/feeds/7557030634243248731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37338840&amp;postID=7557030634243248731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37338840/posts/default/7557030634243248731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37338840/posts/default/7557030634243248731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com/2007/02/many-things-are-on-my-mind-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>iLaCuN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04135865364170439584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a126/lonely_gal91/Ar1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d41A07cn9Z8/RcMxofFPX2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/TaT9xReyxbE/s72-c/Picture+708.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37338840.post-116947579083962109</id><published>2007-01-22T05:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T06:23:10.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4211/698/1600/302428/Picture%20709.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4211/698/320/132798/Picture%20709.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me n beautiful girlfriends n besties!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4211/698/1600/725651/DSC03211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4211/698/320/385666/DSC03211.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The WHOLE lot of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4211/698/1600/307415/Picture%20714.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4211/698/320/619269/Picture%20714.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me with Ms INCREDIBLE!=))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;well,turning 16 was definitely a life-changing experience for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;cause why?its a once in a lifetime thing to be 16.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;well,what can i say n expect more from everyone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;they are just the whole lot that make my sweet sixteen a beautiful one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;saturday outing to sentosa was carried out n i had fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;somehow i was kinda upset when some keep going away to 7-11 n left only a few of us behind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;one part it pissed me off but one part,i just had fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;its confusing but its understandable.hehhohaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;but definitely i had a lot of fun!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;don wanna elaborate more on the outing as u can see all from my darling galfrens blog,they've written everything.so plz,visit their blog aite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SPECIAL THANKS TO:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dearest aida n amri for the chocos n the notebook!i love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dearest palin n sya for the adidas bag!it was loved!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dearest ikah ziko n danial for the project shop slipper!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;n n TO DEAREST SYA AGAIN!for the choco surprise cake!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;n to everyone else,for their presence!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;greatly appreciated!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and also to evryone who message me to wish me when the clock strike 12!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;all ur messages are kept in my phone n its just so sweet!it touches me evrytime i read it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;210107,i was happy!for once,i wont forget the moment of turning 16.awww.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;its over ila..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;sunday was unexpected.my mother was in a cranky mood in the morning n i was her victim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;so much for being the birthday girl.somehow,i felt upset,n i just broke down n shed some tears.laze around n eventually i fell asleep.woke up n i was told to get ready.follow my daddy n we went to sakura for dinner with the whole family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;then,i was smiling....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;after meal,went karaokeing with the whole family n i just feel that the day is complete n its a nice feeling to end the MY day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;well what can i say,my birthday was well planned by both family n friends!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i just love them n truthfully,they are the best gift i've possessed!=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;monday bluessssssssssssssss!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;school was a bit draggy today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;doesnt like the thought of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;had my first match in the west zone tournament n we won!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;was upset with the treatment tt shorty gave me n i brokedown again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;seriously,its bugging me like hell!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;she's been giving me that freaking cold shoulder ever since when i dont even know!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i hate that feeling of acting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;showing im smiling when im actually hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it suck to the bloody core!pardon me for my language.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;throwing stuff at me when im just in front of her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;giving me fucking remarks n just bitch behind my back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i just feel like going straight up to her n give her a piece of my shit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i have my limits n i won even bother if she's the teacher and all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i just wanna stand for my own right!i did nothing that offend her but why must she offend me that way!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i don even care if she takes me out of the netball team!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;im not a teachers pet that go around n make u teacher feel good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;im just a student who participate in all this stuff n try my very best to show what i've got!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i did not n would never brag that im good cause i know im not a professional in this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i just hope one day,u realise who have been giving u a whole lot of reasons n who's not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;im done here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;im out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;wait!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i tink im going to get the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hot pink psp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from my family as a birthday gift!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;lets hoopeee!!!i want that so badly!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37338840-116947579083962109?l=pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com/feeds/116947579083962109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37338840&amp;postID=116947579083962109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37338840/posts/default/116947579083962109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37338840/posts/default/116947579083962109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com/2007/01/me-n-beautiful-girlfriends-n-besties.html' title=''/><author><name>iLaCuN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04135865364170439584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a126/lonely_gal91/Ar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37338840.post-116887521981973826</id><published>2007-01-15T07:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T07:33:40.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4211/698/1600/293223/ilapalinilyas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4211/698/320/301219/ilapalinilyas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; it was hell this week.&lt;br /&gt;i really shed a lot of tears!&lt;br /&gt;but i guess things are born to happen n i believe what happen always have its reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i can be strong n pull through this.&lt;br /&gt;fought with bf  for like every single day.&lt;br /&gt;im not happy with him n he was not happy with me.&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;friends.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it really set me thinking how big can a problem be when it comes to friendship..&lt;br /&gt;like palin's situation.it concerns friendship everywhere with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;similarly,in my situation which involves a big group.&lt;br /&gt;there will definitely be understanding and all.&lt;br /&gt;seeing my bf changing tremendously,really worries the hell out of me!&lt;br /&gt;n to shake off all the worries i blame others when actually im suppose to wake up n realise my own mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;but instead i chose to blame a friend of his n make things a whole lot more complicated than it already had been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it assumption the mother of all fuck up or is it friendship,the root of all evil?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this things are bothering me too much!&lt;br /&gt;whenever i talk about this with my bf,i would be the one ending up with tears.&lt;br /&gt;which sometimes,kinda pissed him off totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but...&lt;br /&gt;to summarise all up,&lt;br /&gt;things are bck to normal.&lt;br /&gt;i've apologise and only god knows how thoughtful i may get sometimes!hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;n i learnt a lesson:never blame others for ur own mistakes,that will only make u a complete failure!damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i know mr DEAREST BF will be reading this.&lt;br /&gt;so i want u to know,that i'll do anything to make u happy.&lt;br /&gt;n im willing to do this cause i know its my fault too.&lt;br /&gt;haizz..lets just try aite to compromise n understand.&lt;br /&gt;slowly but surely,we can overcome our weaknesses okay dear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and and,school have been great!&lt;br /&gt;i kinda love school!&lt;br /&gt;some lesson were draggy but some lesson were awesome.&lt;br /&gt;n today,i've make an achievement!&lt;br /&gt;i actually answer a POA question correctly when the top student in my class cant answer it.&lt;br /&gt;im proud of myself!&lt;br /&gt;lets hope school will be doubly awesome when 'n' level is coming where i doubt it will!&lt;br /&gt;=))&lt;br /&gt;lets just try.&lt;br /&gt;no harm trying doesnt it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ok then,i end my entry with this,&lt;br /&gt;i miss my galfrens.&lt;br /&gt;happy tree gerls and sya-sya!&lt;br /&gt;meet up soon babies??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;33&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37338840-116887521981973826?l=pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com/feeds/116887521981973826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37338840&amp;postID=116887521981973826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37338840/posts/default/116887521981973826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37338840/posts/default/116887521981973826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com/2007/01/it-was-hell-this-week.html' title=''/><author><name>iLaCuN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04135865364170439584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a126/lonely_gal91/Ar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37338840.post-116825749107129566</id><published>2007-01-08T03:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T04:04:07.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4211/698/1600/876016/Happy%20Tree%20Girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4211/698/320/1360/Happy%20Tree%20Girls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello wonderful people!&lt;br /&gt;hmm,where should i begin...&lt;br /&gt;ouh yah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st day of school.&lt;br /&gt;it was a blast!&lt;br /&gt;i had fun in school.meeting the old peeps.gossipping about the sec 3 girls with their new collar uniform.&lt;br /&gt;hahahah!fun.&lt;br /&gt;and seriously,this year,each time i woke up in the morning,i can feel the excitement of going to school.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why but lets hope this excitement last.&lt;br /&gt;heheheh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd day,3rd day was okay.&lt;br /&gt;every lesson we went to,they will like tell us,"N level will be in 9 mths time minus one week of march holiday minus the two weeks june break,u'll only have 7 and a half month to go."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine having to finish painting my big art piece by july n im actually having mother tongue prelim in august?n plus other prelims n suddenly its N level?having to memorise two maths textbook,2 social studies textbook,i thick geography textbook,have to learn all the format of letter writing n soo on for english!(i think im exaggerating!!heheh!)but whatever it is,7 n half month to cover all is just too little time!&lt;br /&gt;of course im not just going to complain n do nothing.i really think its time to get all set up for the mini war!haha!n i cant even decide whether i want to continue to secondary 5N or just go to a better ITE with a gd result.haiishh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok lets put aside the worries,it'll only make me more tense.&lt;br /&gt;let's talk about something that make me happy,delighted,n the list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;on saturday,i really had a wonderful outing!=)&lt;br /&gt;with fellow friends n also beloved bf!&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why but i just had an awesome time with them!&lt;br /&gt;we had our normal stop around town n later proceed to peninsular to bought this tee.&lt;br /&gt;then,all of us went to marina square n that's where me n bf met up with his mother n sister.&lt;br /&gt;Then,i was treated to SWENSEN!yummy!i had this half chicken with BBQ sauce n it was finger-licking good!&lt;br /&gt;his mother said,it was an early gift for my upcoming birthday.&lt;br /&gt;but still,i enjoy every bit of it.thank you maaaa!(heheheh!)&lt;br /&gt;then then we laze around at the riverside n proceed home at arnd 11+.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today..&lt;br /&gt;i had an extremely awesome time with the happy tree girls!&lt;br /&gt;its been a long time since i last met sya!not that long..but still i miss her!&lt;br /&gt;my ikah too!miss her beloness!&lt;br /&gt;we had lunch at banquet n make a whole lot of noise but i din make the noises.i just kept quiet and enjoy my food!&lt;br /&gt;den we went to the toilet n had lots n lots of picture taken by palin's hp.&lt;br /&gt;walk around jurong point for a while n we laze around at the nearby void deck n took many2 crazy photos!&lt;br /&gt;i was in a cranky mood in the beginning so,i din take much picture.just see them doing crappy stuff n all.&lt;br /&gt;it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;but we have to bid goodbye..&lt;br /&gt;And separate ways we went.&lt;br /&gt;i cnt wait for another meeting girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so okay now,till the next post everyone.&lt;br /&gt;im going to take my shower,do my homework,eat n sleep!&lt;br /&gt;hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iLa&lt;3 happy tree girls!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37338840-116825749107129566?l=pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com/feeds/116825749107129566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37338840&amp;postID=116825749107129566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37338840/posts/default/116825749107129566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37338840/posts/default/116825749107129566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com/2007/01/hello-wonderful-people-hmmwhere-should.html' title=''/><author><name>iLaCuN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04135865364170439584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a126/lonely_gal91/Ar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37338840.post-116767881560701508</id><published>2007-01-01T10:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T11:17:51.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4211/698/1600/829812/01-04-06_2128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4211/698/320/870561/01-04-06_2128.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me n Palin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4211/698/1600/249084/01-04-06_0847.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4211/698/320/98811/01-04-06_0847.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me n Imran&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4211/698/1600/86154/ila%20n%20shasha%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4211/698/320/366890/ila%20n%20shasha%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me n Sya-sya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 more day n im BACK to school!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;looking forward for it thou.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to be back to school with deary sya2 n palin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i hope 2007 will be a smooth ride for our friendship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;less misunderstanding,less fights n less cold shoulder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;less of everything of course!but not less love towards each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;New year is here once again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how time flies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;n im typing my first entry in 2007.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;reminiscing about the past.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the good n bad,the ups n downs n alot more to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;something bad that happened to me in 2006 was definitely the break-up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it really open up my eyes how i can lost someone dear to me in split seconds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;n it taught me a lesson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;something good?of course there was a lot of good stuff that happen to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but like people said,we tend to remember the bad things better than the good ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but im happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the year which made my family bonds more stronger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;where i learnt that family will always be the one that are there for u through thick n thin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that lift me up when im down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and of course make me a better person as an individual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my new year celebration was not as i expected.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i fell sick on new year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;n seriously it suck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hehehe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i vomitted twice n release myself alot of times when i didnt even eat anything from the moment i woke up till midnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but that wont stop me from meeting my gorgeous mr bo. and my friends to enjoy myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in fact the moment i meet them,my sickness went away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i was late to count down together with my other friends in esplanade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but i did wish nhawfal a happy new year the moment the clock strike 12.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just the two of us shaking hands in the train wishing happy new year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i would like to say sorry to deary palin about yesterday when she told us she'll be meeting her friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i was kinda upset when she decided to meet her friends at the last minute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in fact everyone was upset.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but like ilyas said,"let her be,its her choice."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i guess its true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its ur choice palin n i hope u are happy with the choice u make.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its just that i want ur presence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yar i may stick to fad all the time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but i just want to feel the presence of my bestfriend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;u meant the whole world to me n i hope u feel the same way too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;whatever it is,happy new year bestie n I LOVE U!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;same goes to syasya,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we didnt get to celebrate countdown together but still I LOVE U bestie!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;n hope our friendship goes on forever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To the rest of my lovely friends,thank you for the wonderful year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lets hold hands n move forward to a brand new year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To FAD a.k.a mr bo. a.k.a my darling a.k.a bf-i love u dear n sorry for th silly argument just now.i need u yes i need u to understand me and of course i will understand u back in return.we need to give and take and i hope we have less fights in 2007 okay dear!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;n i definitely hope we will last till school years are over n stay on till we become mature adult aite!yes yes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I &lt;3&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i'll end my entry with this-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAVE A WONDERFUL YEAR AHEAD BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lots of love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wan Faddillah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37338840-116767881560701508?l=pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com/feeds/116767881560701508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37338840&amp;postID=116767881560701508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37338840/posts/default/116767881560701508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37338840/posts/default/116767881560701508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com/2007/01/me-n-palin-me-n-imran-me-n-sya-sya-1.html' title=''/><author><name>iLaCuN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04135865364170439584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a126/lonely_gal91/Ar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37338840.post-116714980743088489</id><published>2006-12-26T07:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T08:20:56.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4211/698/1600/360911/sg10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4211/698/320/653141/sg10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Its time to blog now.&lt;br /&gt;nothing to do plus the urge to blog is here.&lt;br /&gt;so,updating....&lt;br /&gt;well,after all the advises people been giving me about mr bo.,it still doesnt affect me a bit.&lt;br /&gt;in fact......&lt;br /&gt;we're bck together again!yeahness!&lt;br /&gt;but this time round,both of us promise to change and understand each other more better.&lt;br /&gt;i hope it turns out right this time.&lt;br /&gt;we can only hope.insyaallah it'll go our way.&lt;br /&gt;hmm...&lt;br /&gt;went to buy books at school just now with mr nhawfal.&lt;br /&gt;he's late damn it!by three train.=)&lt;br /&gt;i told him i'll be meeting my mr after buying the books,he's not happy bout it n keep saying that it'll be better if he went to buy the books alone.durh!&lt;br /&gt;pity him n i find him funny la.&lt;br /&gt;the way he said like,''bastard sak!aku nk makan ngn sape..''&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to wave at him after i alighted but he cover his face.&lt;br /&gt;stupid boy!&lt;br /&gt;enough about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this thursday on the 28th,will be having netball camp.&lt;br /&gt;its kinda stupid la coz it happen on two separate days n there's no overnight.&lt;br /&gt;like what the hell!&lt;br /&gt;worst!on the 29th it will start from 8am to 12pm.what kind of camp is that!&lt;br /&gt;the timing sux but the all the plans going to be really fun.&lt;br /&gt;just hope all the seniors will be coming!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;n yeah will be buying my school stuff this saturday.its kinda late but thats the only day mr bo. n me will be free.so yeah!and and and!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1week to go before school starts n i havent even start on my art assignment!hahhaha!i need to do alot of art work but all not done.hehehe!and and 8 malay composition yet to be done.i did some of it which is only 1 mindmap of a composition n that composition was not mine.hahaha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;AND there goes my two month of holiday!weeee!i cant believe its coming to an end.but at the same time im feeling kinda excited too!going to see all the 'lovely' teachers!will be taking my N level too!finally im in sec 4 n will be taking my 1st ever major examination.im not saying all the exams in the recent years is not major.but THIS.is bigger than the others.hahah!crap.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;time flew like a wind this year.suddenly im ending my secondary 3 life.suddenly 2006 is coming to an end.suddenly 2007 is coming.and like FINALLY im turning 16!hoho!hehe!too many things happen this year n i would definitely love to leave them in a box and tie it up n leave it in 2006 n not bring it forward to a brand new year.hmmm..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;im feeling kinda happy that i actually update this long entry.i don know why.im just feeling happy!:-)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4211/698/1600/752527/23-03-06_1920.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4211/698/320/711309/23-03-06_1920.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n to that PULCHRITUDINOUS-MINAH:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;kindly FARK off my blog n what u just said doesnt affect me at all.yar true iqbal's gorgeous.so wat have it got to do with u?i din say i like iqbal?i just say he's gorgeous!pls read properly next time befor u tag.say what u want abt iqbal being gd looking n me?not compatible?well,i guess i don need ppl like u to compliment me.whether im preetay or not,its none of ur fucking business.well.infact i tink i look okay.with a pair of eyes,one SHARP nose n 1 perrfect mouth.so run along biatch n stay away from ppl's life.i suggest u go get your own life n stop intruding into mine.hahahaha!i tink u knew iqbal n iqbal just dun like u that u need to come all the way to my blog n say all this.hahaha!its a pity huh!just wanna make u feel good issit?not here oryte minah?run along get gone now.ppl like u are just getting on my nerves!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;khak pui!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;=)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37338840-116714980743088489?l=pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com/feeds/116714980743088489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37338840&amp;postID=116714980743088489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37338840/posts/default/116714980743088489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37338840/posts/default/116714980743088489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-time-to-blog-now.html' title=''/><author><name>iLaCuN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04135865364170439584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a126/lonely_gal91/Ar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37338840.post-116695739831674765</id><published>2006-12-24T02:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T02:54:20.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4211/698/1600/954591/mrs%20aminizar!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4211/698/320/477920/mrs%20aminizar%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,did some changes to my blog.&lt;br /&gt;its quite simple but im quite satisfied with it.&lt;br /&gt;this blogskin for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday,went out with palin n meet up with the guys.&lt;br /&gt;at first was reluctant to meet up with them but boredom really strikes me at that particular moment where i decided to give it a shot.&lt;br /&gt;call my deary palin n ask her to come along.&lt;br /&gt;lucky i gt her.if not i won even get out from the house.&lt;br /&gt;too much been happening n i need fresh air!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den we went straight to city hall where,&lt;br /&gt;fad,ilyas,nhawfal,naidi,dan,azri,aidil and afiq were there.&lt;br /&gt;at first i feel kinda awkward.ehhehe!&lt;br /&gt;im like just walk behind with my darling n did not talk to them that much.&lt;br /&gt;we slack arnd at the marina square staircase.&lt;br /&gt;n then headed back to the riverside.&lt;br /&gt;otw,i met up with someone.&lt;br /&gt;hehehe!he change my behaviour after that.&lt;br /&gt;before meeting him,i was rather quiet n didnt talk much.&lt;br /&gt;after meeting him,i was ok,did talk n laugh along with some of them.&lt;br /&gt;bck to that someone,its been a long time since i met him n talk to him.&lt;br /&gt;n he's still as gorgeous as ever.hehe!&lt;br /&gt;n i did try to make friends with afiq soccer friends.&lt;br /&gt;but nope.dey seems reluctant or is it me?&lt;br /&gt;one of them was iqbal,the guy i told afiq that he is drop dead gorgeous!&lt;br /&gt;when they wanted to went home,i did smile n wave at them that actually someone say im flirting.&lt;br /&gt;well,btw,im free n i dont hurt anyone by doing only that.&lt;br /&gt;im nt attached n why not?&lt;br /&gt;slack a little while longer and went home with nhawfal n aidil taking the train.&lt;br /&gt;my day didnt end there.&lt;br /&gt;we go get some drinks n snacks.&lt;br /&gt;nhawfal n me laze around my area n have a nice talk.&lt;br /&gt;hell no a talk confessing feelings n bla bla!we're just friends aite ppl?okay sya??&lt;br /&gt;we're friends or should i say close friends.&lt;br /&gt;we had dis nice chat that somehow,what we talk about were all damn true.&lt;br /&gt;den headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fad called me after that without me expecting his call.&lt;br /&gt;we talk n he's having some problems with his family.&lt;br /&gt;and yeah i advice but he just dun wanna listen.&lt;br /&gt;up to him.its his life.&lt;br /&gt;to me,he got the best mother but to him,its a big no no.&lt;br /&gt;these people just dunnoe how greatful they are.&lt;br /&gt;hung up the phone n went to bed after that.&lt;br /&gt;the outing was fun.its just me who is not in the mood.&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for another outing.&lt;br /&gt;new year?hehe!&lt;br /&gt;will be spending the whole night out with them.&lt;br /&gt;simply cnt wait!&lt;br /&gt;will update soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently missing a lot of people.&lt;br /&gt;especially NUR SYAZANA BTE MD SAHRAN!=))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37338840-116695739831674765?l=pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com/feeds/116695739831674765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37338840&amp;postID=116695739831674765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37338840/posts/default/116695739831674765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37338840/posts/default/116695739831674765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com/2006/12/welldid-some-changes-to-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>iLaCuN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04135865364170439584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a126/lonely_gal91/Ar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37338840.post-116672739037604654</id><published>2006-12-21T10:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T11:01:58.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4211/698/1600/713659/216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4211/698/320/960356/216.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for the past 16 month,i've been happy.&lt;br /&gt;i've been through up n down with this guy.&lt;br /&gt;i've been through hell&lt;br /&gt;and also been through the good times as a couple.&lt;br /&gt;i put up with him,he put up with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sleep over his place when there's a need n he does the same.&lt;br /&gt;we spend almost evryday togeder holding hand,hugging kissing n more.&lt;br /&gt;he show me the care n concern when im sick.&lt;br /&gt;he accompany me from teban all the way to woodlands to get my cheque early in the morning even when he was farking sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my parent like him.&lt;br /&gt;my siblings like him n find him nice.&lt;br /&gt;my cousin n aunties/uncles know me being with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My break-up were affecting this people for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;i knew my mom was feeling it too.&lt;br /&gt;but she din tell me in a proper way.&lt;br /&gt;i knew my mom like him in one way or another.&lt;br /&gt;my sis were greatly affected by it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this break-up was the toughest for me to handle.&lt;br /&gt;was the worst break up of all.&lt;br /&gt;he left me all alone with no choice n ask me to pick up all the pieces by myself.&lt;br /&gt;when he's out there contacting other girls having fun going to chalets n all.&lt;br /&gt;with the most painful reason of,"the feelings weren't there,and it cant be force.''&lt;br /&gt;i beg him for three days with countless tears streaming down my cheek.&lt;br /&gt;but still,he said it was not the rite time.&lt;br /&gt;torn n shattered,i move along thinking we will get back togeder one fine day.&lt;br /&gt;but now i decided,to move on n let him be my past.&lt;br /&gt;hope retribution will falls on him n whatever that goes aroound will cums bck to him.&lt;br /&gt;furthermore,he's now with someone that i used to argue with because of him.&lt;br /&gt;n that makes me a complete loser.&lt;br /&gt;haish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just hope dis Break up has a meaning behind it.&lt;br /&gt;hope i'll be a better person n also a stronger gerl n move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;its painful.&lt;br /&gt;i give my all.&lt;br /&gt;love him like no others,&lt;br /&gt;yet,&lt;br /&gt;dis is wat i got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end,&lt;br /&gt;family is the one tt will alwaes be there for u.&lt;br /&gt;that lift u up when u're down. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4211/698/320/424278/t7%20200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37338840-116672739037604654?l=pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com/feeds/116672739037604654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37338840&amp;postID=116672739037604654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37338840/posts/default/116672739037604654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37338840/posts/default/116672739037604654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com/2006/12/for-past-16-monthive-been-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>iLaCuN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04135865364170439584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a126/lonely_gal91/Ar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37338840.post-116556035556115112</id><published>2006-12-07T22:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T22:45:55.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4211/698/1600/737216/DSC01074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4211/698/320/471291/DSC01074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; on behalf of this guy with hair in the picture but 'botak' in real life,i will update my blog.hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,what i've been up to lately eh,hmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;nothing la basically.just normal daily life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upcoming event will be bf cousin's wedding day which is tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;and i was expected to come.hope i can make it thou!&lt;br /&gt;after the wedding,bf will be coming over to my brother house for gaming section.hopefully,he'll be sleeping over again!heheh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd brother birthday coming up on the 10th of december.the same date for taufik's birthday n of course dearest afiq too.he's part of us now.he's silly n definitely someone worth keeping as a friend!&lt;br /&gt;back to my brother birthday,we'll be celebrating at home if there's no other plan.n yeah,evryone is not allowed to go out n must stay at home just because of this.but nevermind,once in a while.i've no idea whats in store for my 3rd brother.just hope it will be a memorable family gathering..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n hey,MR botak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&lt;3 u la!&lt;br /&gt;*blush*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37338840-116556035556115112?l=pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com/feeds/116556035556115112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37338840&amp;postID=116556035556115112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37338840/posts/default/116556035556115112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37338840/posts/default/116556035556115112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com/2006/12/on-behalf-of-this-guy-with-hair-in.html' title=''/><author><name>iLaCuN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04135865364170439584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a126/lonely_gal91/Ar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37338840.post-116515849815793035</id><published>2006-12-03T06:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T07:08:54.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lets skip all the part on why i've not been updating.Lets just put it into point forms so u people know what im up to lately.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;cousin's wedding,busy plus super tired!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;bf out of town for four freaking days,just laze around,having my own time without him.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;went karaoke-ing with family.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AND OF COURSE!ENDLESS FIGHTS WITH BF!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Ambition&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4211/698/320/562392/PA310311.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;whenever my primary school language teacher give out this title as a homework,the first thought that came into my mine is,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;being an air-stewardess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;but as i grew up,i tend to switch focus.rather than wanting to be an air-stewardess,i told myself i want to be a model,a teacher n etc.i was growing n of course it was just an ambition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i still remember there was this time when im suppose to write a compo on what do i wanna be when i grow up n why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"i want to be a stewardess that works on the plane and fly around the world.why i want to be a stewardess is because,my parents have never been on a plane.if only i work as a stewardess,i can bring my parents fly around the world."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;of course there's alot more to it but this is what im trying to emphasize.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i was inside the car just now heading home with my 1st n 2nd brother plus sister in law n niecey,they were just talking about the roads n stuff wen suddenly,they started talking about my sis who's now finding a suitable job n yah,she too wanted to join SIA.my brother had told her abt the criteria and stuff that he get to know from his friend.so,i just sit n listen to their conversation.they are saying that they are not too confident if my sis cud be accepted n bla bla when my 2nd brother say this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"try ar dik!takde sepupu-sepupu kite yang jadi stewardess kn,make us proud!"(give it a try lil sis,none of our cousins are stewardess,make us proud.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and they keep saying that i can be one!(khekhekehkhe!)if only i study hard from now,and live the dream the could never achieve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the moment i heard that,my level of confidence just went up n i tell myself,why not?why not i achieve something that they really think i can?why not i do something that they really want me to and at the same time doing something that i really want?why not i make them proud?why not making my family happy,when they are my pillar of strength for 15 years of living.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;From today,i'll just stick to one ambition and work hard to achieve it.(or maybe not)n that is being...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;AN AIR-STEWARDESS!&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/37338840-116515849815793035?l=pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com/feeds/116515849815793035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37338840&amp;postID=116515849815793035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37338840/posts/default/116515849815793035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37338840/posts/default/116515849815793035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com/2006/12/lets-skip-all-part-on-why-ive-not-been.html' title=''/><author><name>iLaCuN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04135865364170439584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a126/lonely_gal91/Ar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37338840.post-116412451995796897</id><published>2006-11-21T07:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T07:55:20.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4211/698/1600/DSC06319.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4211/698/320/DSC06319.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; well.&lt;br /&gt;obviously,i havent received the pictures that we took during my first trip to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ESCAPE THEME PARK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so,for now,dis will do.&lt;br /&gt;so let me start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday.&lt;br /&gt;my first trip ever to escape theme park.i was feeling kinda &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;excited&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to try all the rides but at the same time,i was way too &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nervous&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!=)&lt;br /&gt;well,planned to mit at 1200 at j.east interchange.i thought evrything was going smoothly.so i woke up early just to be on time!As all this is not my plan,i have to do something so that i wont arrived late.but too bad...&lt;br /&gt;bf was having soccer in the morning n i dont have the guts to leave him and let him travel all the way to pasir ris alone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soooo,&lt;br /&gt;i waited for him while the rest make their way to pasir ris.&lt;br /&gt;leaving me all alone for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1 and half hour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;what a start n he actually came at 2.&lt;br /&gt;so,slowly bf and i board the train n meet up with the rest at pasir ris&lt;br /&gt;and straight away to escape we went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually try all the rides.&lt;br /&gt;and it was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;bloody awesome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha!i like the rainbow ride!&lt;br /&gt;and i took the ride two time!&lt;br /&gt;as usual we will definitely be separated and sya was not happy at all abt the idea of separating n taking different rides.so,she &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;broke down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;yes!at escape!heheheh!pity her due to some reasons.&lt;br /&gt;headed to city hall after all the fun n chill with the peeps.&lt;br /&gt;ring my cousin up telling her that i will be sleeping over at her house.&lt;br /&gt;so,took the train togeder with evryone n we had fun in the train joking n teasing one another.palin was our &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;victim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day didnt end there,i continue to slack around with my cousin her bf together with my bf till wee hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;HAD FUN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday&lt;br /&gt;continue the sleepover till monday.&lt;br /&gt;bf n cousin bf came to my aunty hse n we spend tym togeder again.we do silly stuff n all.&lt;br /&gt;as cousin was in a cranky mood earlier on,it kinda affect the fun abit!&lt;br /&gt;but i was there to calm her down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;love u shida!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday&lt;br /&gt;went home arnd 10+n headed home alone as bf n i had a little &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;argument &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;abt his thailand trip this coming sunday.&lt;br /&gt;was kinda pissed n he will be leaving me for 4 freaking days!&lt;br /&gt;gosh!gonna &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;miss my hero!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today&lt;br /&gt;had netball frienlies at bishan against kuo chuan presbytarian.well,it was okay.iffa n ct were there!hehehe!miss all my seniors!well me n iffa kinda make faces to each othe about someone who always brag about herself.abt this n that la.she started revising n bla bla.so whatever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4211/698/1600/Cutie%20blackies!Muaackx!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4211/698/320/Cutie%20blackies%21Muaackx%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things were pretty fine now between us.Despite all the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,we are still holding on.im happy and i see that he's happy.only about his trip that pissed me off a bit.i have to start depending on my ownself just in case he have to leave me in this kind of situation again.and he promise me to spend quality time&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; once he come back on the 29th or 30th.n i just &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cant wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!me and him with no otherrss!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so,i guess thats it for now.&lt;br /&gt;i've wrote too many i guess.&lt;br /&gt;hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;so till the next post!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37338840-116412451995796897?l=pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a126/lonely_gal91/Ar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37338840.post-116369636755522359</id><published>2006-11-16T07:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:02:59.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Due to some reason,i've decided to delete the latest entry.&lt;br /&gt;i know i was wrong for publishing it in my blog.&lt;br /&gt;i shouldnt have done that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i dont want people to think my dearest bf is a bad bad wolf,&lt;br /&gt;i've delete it.&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;everyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; who tag me,leaving great advises n great words,&lt;br /&gt;Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;sya n eela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for the entry u've made for me,&lt;br /&gt;im greatly touched by it.Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;palin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,thanks for being there whenever i need u!&lt;br /&gt;thanks for hearing my problems n my cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks guys!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;to dearest ikah n fee,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sorry if fad's werds hurt both of u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;on behalf of him,i wud say sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;he was frustrated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;to ikah,i will never ever blame u for wanting to tell me bout him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;u were never at fault kay deary!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;in fact,thanks for wanting to tell me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; u many2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;u were the only person tt wanted to tell me when u know abt all this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;thank you for that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;To evryone who have read my entry,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PLEASE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; dont hate my boyfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;im sticking to him like no matter what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;even if he likes anne n anne likes him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i dun want anybody to break us up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;n i dont want because of us,Happy tree fam&lt;3 will break apart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;especially for the gerls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BOYFRIEND!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont do this to me again okay!&lt;br /&gt;remember our promise?&lt;br /&gt;as long as u don lie to me i wont lie to u okay!&lt;br /&gt;let's forget about the past n open a new chapter okay dear!&lt;br /&gt;love you many2!&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im happy u open all those stupid percing.&lt;br /&gt;n im happy u wanna see us happy!&lt;br /&gt;weee~~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVE MY BOYFRIEND!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37338840-116369636755522359?l=pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com/feeds/116369636755522359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37338840&amp;postID=116369636755522359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37338840/posts/default/116369636755522359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37338840/posts/default/116369636755522359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com/2006/11/due-to-some-reasonive-decided-to.html' title=''/><author><name>iLaCuN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04135865364170439584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a126/lonely_gal91/Ar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37338840.post-116340345319295662</id><published>2006-11-12T23:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:37:33.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello wonderful people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im tired!&lt;br /&gt;shoot me so im dead!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;haish!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37338840-116340345319295662?l=pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a126/lonely_gal91/Ar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37338840.post-116334369655659437</id><published>2006-11-12T06:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T07:02:52.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;At the beginning and at the end of a relationship, we are embarrassed to find ourselves alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Unfair as it may seem, but that's the way love goes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's the drama, the bittersweet and the risk of falling in love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After all, nothing is constant but change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everything will eventually come to its end without us knowing when, without us knowing how, without us even knowing why. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And we must forget not because we have to but because we have to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Over time I have no control,each day is an image carefully stated,it's up to my mind to store what's created.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is this where reality comes into play, is it my illusion that gets in the way?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;do I really see life for what it truly may be, or is destiny playing with me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have you ever been down this path of illusion, scattered with pain, pleasure, and confusion?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Am I learning the lessens that were set forth before me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or am I playing a game that only I can see? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Confusion is now all that I know, for you see, I have no control.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What should I do to make your day change my life and put yours in my way &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Where my feelings fall are all out of place taken away by your hate and hidden by your face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When is it my time to break through and see broken down by your words that you've put upon me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why is it me that receives all your pain when you've been hurt it's me that you blame&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How can I change what's already been said you've vanished my strength and left my soul to be dead. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4211/698/320/Blackies%20going%20sentosa%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37338840-116334369655659437?l=pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a126/lonely_gal91/Ar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37338840.post-116322537370399832</id><published>2006-11-10T21:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T22:10:17.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 and half hour of maths lesson was just a bore yesterday.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;but i did learn someting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;headed home with no other plans in mind as bf was having soccer match yesterday.so,all by myself,i went home sweet home.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Suddenly remembered that today,is my 2nd brother's birthday.so i plan to surprise him.told my sis abt it.and when my sis-in-law came bck,she had the same plan.it was an advance birthday thingy for him.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so,while my sis n sis-in-law go n bought the cake n all the stuff,i called bf n ask him to come over n join us.so,i went down to fetch him.we laze arnd for a while.i didnt know that by the time i went up,my 2nd brother was home!so,the surprise din work because of me!hahahaha!they called me a party pooper?or watever it is.&lt;br /&gt;it was fun.all my siblings were there.+bf.&lt;br /&gt;hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today,i juz have no idea where to go.i don't know whether to go jalan raye wif classmates or juz go out.go get my stuff and all.&lt;br /&gt;if bf argue less today,i would be happy n follow wherever he wanted to go.&lt;br /&gt;but one argument leads to another.&lt;br /&gt;i just don understand him nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;spending too much time with friends,he never did complain.&lt;br /&gt;he never went home despite his mother scolding him n warn him not to do it again.&lt;br /&gt;but now,when he was with me,&lt;br /&gt;spending the time wif me juz sleeping over at my place(with my parent consent of course!)just didnt work for him.&lt;br /&gt;why??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4211/698/200/Picture%20062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what ever it is.i'll be waiting for his call n see what happen next.&lt;br /&gt;i kinda miss all my happy tree fam gerls.&lt;br /&gt;where are they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4211/698/200/PA310327.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes!b4 i end,this is for my darling twinny!&lt;br /&gt;you got to be strong n move on.&lt;br /&gt;maybe he's not yours to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;i believe u deserve someone better n plz don't say u're a failure.&lt;br /&gt;u never did fail in anything you do.&lt;br /&gt;u see,i din cry anymore cause i know all this just have to happen n i have to accept it.&lt;br /&gt;so u must too okay syg!&lt;br /&gt;u can count on me.&lt;br /&gt;i'll be there when u need me kay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37338840-116322537370399832?l=pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com/feeds/116322537370399832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37338840&amp;postID=116322537370399832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37338840/posts/default/116322537370399832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37338840/posts/default/116322537370399832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com/2006/11/1-and-half-hour-of-maths-lesson-was.html' title=''/><author><name>iLaCuN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04135865364170439584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a126/lonely_gal91/Ar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37338840.post-116305525709040927</id><published>2006-11-08T22:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:01:42.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4211/698/1600/bestiez.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4211/698/200/bestiez.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be meeting these two preetyheads in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;planning to buy something.&lt;br /&gt;its been a long time since i blog n let me get used to all this again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why did i start blogging again is all because...&lt;br /&gt;seeing all entries made by my dear friends letting out all their feelings regardless of sadness,anger or just pure happiness.&lt;br /&gt;i guess i want to do that.&lt;br /&gt;Thus,a new blog is up!&lt;br /&gt;its an online diary that the whole world can access through.&lt;br /&gt;so,people are welcome to read my blog.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well let me start off wif saturday.&lt;br /&gt;celebrating my darling bdae at sentosa!.&lt;br /&gt;was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;after a long time,i get to see my sya2.&lt;br /&gt;she's slimming down n thats not good.&lt;br /&gt;i came down late as i had some plans in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;n of course i miss the fun dey had in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;no present for palin coz we had no time to buy her gifts.&lt;br /&gt;so,a belated gift will be given.&lt;br /&gt;we had lotsa funs.&lt;br /&gt;n i went home wif palin.&lt;br /&gt;juz the two of us.&lt;br /&gt;coz bf's was thinking of not going home.&lt;br /&gt;what ever it isss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so,life was good wif good people around.&lt;br /&gt;made a lot of new friends.&lt;br /&gt;new circles of friends.&lt;br /&gt;new chapter of friendship.&lt;br /&gt;i hope this bring happiness to my happy life instead of tears!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4211/698/200/Image%28341%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;have you ever depend on someone so much that when suddenly,he decided to spend his own time with his friends,you're the one spending all night crying n yet he doesnt even care!he change every bit and all you can do is just lay back n see him having fun with his lovely friend.without having the power to make him all yours once again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i guess..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i did.=)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37338840-116305525709040927?l=pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com/feeds/116305525709040927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37338840&amp;postID=116305525709040927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37338840/posts/default/116305525709040927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37338840/posts/default/116305525709040927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com/2006/11/will-be-meeting-these-two-preetyheads.html' 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blogging!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;=)&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/37338840-116297837557512830?l=pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pulchritudinous-ila.blogspot.com/feeds/116297837557512830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37338840&amp;postID=116297837557512830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37338840/posts/default/116297837557512830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37338840/posts/default/116297837557512830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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