<?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-4434359265886370317</id><updated>2012-02-17T11:06:04.798+08:00</updated><category term='wo ai ni..'/><title type='text'>MYRA</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>266</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-1663158129268931059</id><published>2012-02-06T02:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T02:01:53.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Come back to me..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It's been two days since we fought. After that night, he kept on ignoring me, so I left the studio and went home. &lt;b&gt;I knew he was guarding me home, at a distance as it was late. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;However, its been two days and his Group's World Tour started. &lt;b&gt;I really miss him. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;We've never talked or seen each other for such a long time. &lt;b&gt;It's driving me crazy! &lt;/b&gt;I can't bear this, and I fell sick for a few days. Mum had informed my school. &lt;b&gt;In a situation like this, I wished he would hug me and keep me accompany. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;As I was reading my book om my bed, as it was the only thing I can do at that point, the door opened. &lt;b&gt;I wondered why Mum &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;was home early. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;' Hey.. may I come in? ' &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; I nodded and folded my book. &lt;b&gt;I was thankful that he was here that tears ran down my cheeks. &lt;/b&gt;He caught me crying and sat beside my bed, wiped my tears and kisses my forehead. Then, he whispered, ' I'm sorry... ' I wanted to say the same thing but I was speechless and another word from my mouth would make me burst into tears.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;He startes explaining that he was afraid of stalkers, like what happened last year. &lt;b&gt;It was bad. &lt;/b&gt;But, I told him, as long as he's here, I'll know I'm safe. &lt;b&gt;He didn't believe that anymore since the last stalker who almost killed me. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;He grabbed me and hugged me tight. ' I can't lose you anymore..' He whispered. I promised to him that I won't wonder on my own again, as that was what caused my almost-death. He smiled and pinch my cheek. ' Thank you .. ' and he helped me with a few of my studies that missed.......&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Don't leave me again.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434359265886370317-1663158129268931059?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/1663158129268931059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=1663158129268931059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/1663158129268931059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/1663158129268931059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2012/02/come-back-to-me.html' title='Come back to me..'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-6835087641835685465</id><published>2012-02-04T00:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T00:46:37.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suffering. Sighs...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;TGIF? Nah, it means nothing but more work for me. And seriously I'm exhausted and stressed.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Earlier today, I went home early to clean a while before anyone gets home. Then left the house to meet him for a movie date. I needed a night out badly! Bought popcorn and he said , ' the sweetest popcorn could not be compared to your sweet face, ' and yea, my face was burning red. Well, watched ' Real Steel ' and find it really sweet and awesome ~ &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Walked home. &lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Um, not exactly, we skipped, danced and also climbed thw railings, I mean, he climbed the railings, I didn't.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt; He was acting cute all the way, every cute move he did made me smile. Sent me till my door as it was late. After a warm hug, he left.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;' 40 mins.. ' A message from him stating the countdown till our skype session. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Like we always do, since I got a new laptop.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; Washed my face and when I was applying my BB Cream, Mummy entered and asked me how was my day. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;This moment, I didnt know 40 mins was over and he is online, hearing everything. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Convo was going on well, until.....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;' &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;My colleague's godson has loads of your pictures downloaded in his phone. Including his wallpaper~! Don't panic... ' My jaw dropped wide and hanging open like a big hippo. I was really in deep shock so Mum told me to calm down and kissed my forehead.&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; This isn't something new, it happened quite a few times. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;I was in daze that I didn't realise that the webcam session was off-ed and he flooded my chatbox with multiples of ' Studio nw~ ' and ' Meet me nw~ I'll pick u up in abt 10mins ! ' &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;That made me panicked more&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; knowing that he has heard all of those crap. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;I grabbed my jacket, beanie and headed straight for the door...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434359265886370317-6835087641835685465?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/6835087641835685465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=6835087641835685465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/6835087641835685465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/6835087641835685465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2012/02/suffering-sighs.html' title='Suffering. Sighs...'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-6952205975416478056</id><published>2012-02-03T01:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T01:51:40.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No one else but you, baby.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;~ Another lonely day begun, and I was dreading to school from the Studio. Could'nt sleep well. Yawned a couple of times as I was sleepy, till lunch. I decided to walk through the garden as the other paths were jammed-packed with Freshmans. Oh why. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;' Min Mi! Min Mi! ' I did'nt realise that someone called my name. As I was to walk further, a pair of familliar arms wrapped around me. I knew it was him.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;'I'm really sorry&amp;#160; to hurt you..' His words, his smile, his voice, I could'nt say no. Plus, I miss him so dearly. Oh boy. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;After school ended, we went for ice-cream date with Ho and Micha~ But they wanna head to Studio so they left early. To kill time, I decided we should go to our treehouse playground since it's only the two of us. He agreed to it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;The treehouse, is a very special place for us, we could spend a whole night up there, talking and looking at the stars..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434359265886370317-6952205975416478056?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/6952205975416478056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=6952205975416478056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/6952205975416478056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/6952205975416478056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2012/02/no-one-else-but-you-baby.html' title='No one else but you, baby.'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-2248696426390287471</id><published>2012-02-02T02:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T02:17:42.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold night.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;Laughing. Dancing. Singing. Great way to a start a new month indeed! Well, as well as serving community work to Nursing Homes. All memories will definitely be treasured...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Upon reaching school, my mind was all about my one and only baby. I missed him so much! And was sexcited to meet him, after he left me yesterday for his rehearsals...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;A few minutes of waiting, a message came from him..&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; ' I'm sorry... '&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; I knew it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;I could feel the change emotions in myself. I went home, alone, again. Did not update my twitter nor myspace. Figured that it did not even matter to him. Skipped dinner cause' I wasn't hungry and even if I was, I would have lost my appetite. Seriously, my house looked like a dumpster. A slum. I killed almost 3 creatures from the time I came home till' now, with a deo spray and most of my science notes. Oops.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;I'm officially disgusted. A mixture of anger and sadness starts to build up. Any second now..Great..I lost it..Not only my science notes are gone, but my Textbooks are drenched with my tears...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;I left my crib and headed for the studio. Rain poured as I walked along the streets. I guess it was just my luck. Looking at each window as I past them. Envying famillies having dinner together. I miss mine. Since then, my only source of pure laughter and happiness was my babes and especially, him. I guess he won't be anymore. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Reaching the studio, drenched, Mi-cha and Ho were still practicing their dance without the tiniest bit of distraction. Till I arrived. Micha was speechless to see me covered with soggy clothes and gave me a towel..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;' Well, MiCha and I have known each other since middle school and we became the best of friends with totally different interests, except for one particular hobby, Dance...&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Anyway, you'll be able to learn more about her as the story goes~&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Now, Ho is a triple threat. He raps, sings and dances. Micha and Ho met at a Dance-off a few years ago and I guess it was love at a first sight. Truth is, they found love through dance. Sweet huh? '&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Baby, at this point when I need you the most, you just dissapear. In thia cold night you left me alone. Kept me waiting. Come back to me. I want to be in your arms..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434359265886370317-2248696426390287471?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/2248696426390287471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=2248696426390287471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/2248696426390287471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/2248696426390287471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2012/02/cold-night.html' title='Cold night.'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-1808053055696697623</id><published>2012-02-01T01:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T01:08:55.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lights go on again..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;So, as usual, school was a bore. Everyone was basically zombie-fied. Poor thing. Lessons were dry and all the teachers do is yap yap and yap~ &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Finally during break time, we met at the garden, where there is no one else but us. Us, yes, only the two of us. Looking at his cheerful smile, I could'nt help but smile. His angelic look calmed my mind. I was in deep stress, indeed. I would'nt know what I'll do without him. Before lunch was over, we exchange thoughts about our day so far. Well, obviously mine sucked. I bet he knew it before I even spit a word. Like HELLO? I've twitted every detail about it. Pfft. He laughed at me everytime this happens. And when I asked him why, he laughed more and kept on telling me how cute I was when I freak out. Trust me, it's not even close to cute....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;One thing I love about the afternoon lessons , they were surprissingly fast and furious. Oh hell yeah! Walking to the staircase, where he always wait for me, I realised he was'nt there. Strange, he is never late. It didn't matter, I was too focused on doing my Math assignments. Decided to sit on the stairs while doing them was in fact, a great idea. Weird but true. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;It was almost an hour when I realise that he was still missing. Typical Math-geek like me would be too obssessed on Math. &lt;/i&gt;Checked my cell and I had 10 misscalls from him. &lt;i&gt;Dang it.&lt;/i&gt; I was about to call when he called me and explained that he had to rush for rehearsals. &lt;i&gt;I was incredibly sad. &lt;/i&gt;I just fake a happy tone and told him that 'it's alright', and I went home on my own.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434359265886370317-1808053055696697623?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/1808053055696697623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=1808053055696697623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/1808053055696697623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/1808053055696697623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2012/02/lights-go-on-again.html' title='Lights go on again..'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-3053158745370379017</id><published>2012-01-31T01:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T01:57:40.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Far away, my love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I know I havent been updating. For hamster years already &amp;gt;&amp;lt; but, I just figured, I need a place, a space, a page, to pour my feelings out. Sighs. It's been a crazy time. I'm basically losing my life every single day! Well, hopefully this helps. Or not. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Right now. I cant sleep. Drowned deep in thoughts. Struggling to stay afloat but, I just can't. &lt;i&gt;You know the feeling of wanting to have nothing to worry about in your entire life? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;A non-stressful life. An impossible relationship with someone you love. Being a popular star in your country. A good education. Or even, being a good friend.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Yes, these things often appear in many complicated minds. And being clueless and lost really don't help much right? Same here..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;I hope I am not a maniac chasing after impossible dreams.. Or maybe, just maybe, they are not impossible at all..?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434359265886370317-3053158745370379017?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/3053158745370379017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=3053158745370379017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/3053158745370379017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/3053158745370379017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2012/01/far-away-my-love.html' title='Far away, my love.'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-3551806424120968520</id><published>2011-07-03T21:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T21:24:11.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey guys, if you're wondering why i havent been updating for donkey years..&lt;br /&gt;I've moved to &lt;a href="http://www.myraaaxoxo.tumblr.com/"&gt;www.myraaaxoxo.tumblr.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea~ really sorry for not updating..&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434359265886370317-3551806424120968520?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/3551806424120968520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=3551806424120968520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/3551806424120968520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/3551806424120968520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2011/07/hey-guys-if-youre-wondering-why-i.html' title=''/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-5564627220281461552</id><published>2010-10-21T18:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T18:56:06.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*big eyes*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TMAaPiJBZfI/AAAAAAAAANI/guuPjWeRU7E/s1600/Photo-1515.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530449196575974898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TMAaPiJBZfI/AAAAAAAAANI/guuPjWeRU7E/s400/Photo-1515.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; " me, me, me..... "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hello sweethearts ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gosh, its been a long time since i've updated..( like seriously)&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anw, EOY is over..got bad-to-worse results..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BLEAAAAAAHHH.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;still, got promoted to sec 4NA..*winks*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thank you to d&amp;amp;t..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well, Tiara got promoted too! *giggles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;now, i'm praying hard for Fluffy......really.......*sighs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;somehow, i really feel that her "bestfriend" is to be blamed for this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;rapidly texting her during classes and tests, hanging out w her more..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*shrugs* it's unfair to Fluffy right? *rolls eyes*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;currently trying to cheer her up..*smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so, spend my day w Tiara at her crib..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;did &lt;strong&gt;kereyzii&lt;/strong&gt; stuffs..*laughs* and on her bed too..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;okay, cut it myra...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*winks*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434359265886370317-5564627220281461552?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/5564627220281461552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=5564627220281461552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/5564627220281461552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/5564627220281461552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/10/big-eyes.html' title='*big eyes*'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TMAaPiJBZfI/AAAAAAAAANI/guuPjWeRU7E/s72-c/Photo-1515.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-1280806042394950479</id><published>2010-08-27T19:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T19:39:51.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what happen to me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hello tantrums and attitudes..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;today, stayed back w Aecha and Izz for parkour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well, ended up watching Teacher's Day rehearsals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and yea, saw Bro Hafeez dancing to Michael Jackson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then, reached crib around 4.30pm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Daddy rang crib and i talked to him..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sighs; when is he coming back? it's been a long time..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;really missed him..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;........currently, just break-fast w Mummy, Ally and Afyque.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;GOSH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it's really weird w/0 Daddy..i meant, it's been almost a Month!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;plus, when Mummy came back from work just now, she bursted at all of us..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cause we were all being soo lazy and selfish..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i felt bad, really did..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thinking of coming back late, almost everyday..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sighs; what should i do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i could'nt say NO to my friends..especially to Aecha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Aecha, on the other hand, is like a small kid..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;would throw tantrums if you don't listen to what she wants..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*cries*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mum is fluffed up w daddy for extending his overseas trip..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;she also said that she wanted to run away if she could..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm stucked.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;exams? i flopped, badly. WORST.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;just a few minutes ago, checked my cell's bill, $102.41..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i don't know if i should stop using my &lt;strong&gt;adult-plan-cell&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;all this stuffs, it's really unfair to me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434359265886370317-1280806042394950479?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/1280806042394950479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=1280806042394950479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/1280806042394950479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/1280806042394950479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/08/what-happen-to-me.html' title='what happen to me?'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-8952886518097158357</id><published>2010-08-24T15:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T16:01:28.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*jumps to laptop*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/THN656FI6aI/AAAAAAAAAM4/-T3NwsG9QT0/s1600/Photo-1014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508881904466192802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/THN656FI6aI/AAAAAAAAAM4/-T3NwsG9QT0/s400/Photo-1014.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; ".......working out"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Baby blogger!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry if i have been M.I.A for quite a long time..&lt;br /&gt;well, i've been busy w COmmon Test and others; dance, singing and parkour..&lt;br /&gt;yeapyeap.&lt;br /&gt;so, anyway, latest updates..&lt;br /&gt;i'm SICK.&lt;br /&gt;my whole body is sore due to the dancing and parkour.&lt;br /&gt;my singing is still bad cause of my sorethroat and blocked nose.&lt;br /&gt;maybe lack of water due to Rhamadhan?&lt;br /&gt;and yea, i guese that'll work.&lt;br /&gt;hmm, my results?&lt;br /&gt;i flunked Science, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;improve Math a teeny weeny bit.&lt;br /&gt;FAILED; English, Humanities, Math and Science&lt;br /&gt;pretty much everything huh?&lt;br /&gt;at least D&amp;amp;T is going great for me..i guese?&lt;br /&gt;*twist*&lt;br /&gt;okay, just a short update here peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434359265886370317-8952886518097158357?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/8952886518097158357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=8952886518097158357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/8952886518097158357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/8952886518097158357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/08/jumps-to-laptop.html' title='*jumps to laptop*'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/THN656FI6aI/AAAAAAAAAM4/-T3NwsG9QT0/s72-c/Photo-1014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-6497744093356686573</id><published>2010-08-10T14:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T15:43:04.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dead dead Myra..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hello Dear Readers..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SORRY for not updating for sucha long long time..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well, i've been studying, a bunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and yea, Common Test is starting real soon..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;teehee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;really hpe i'll pass all subs.*prays*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay, got to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;back to memorizing Social Studies' notes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*hugs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434359265886370317-6497744093356686573?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/6497744093356686573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=6497744093356686573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/6497744093356686573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/6497744093356686573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/08/dead-dead-myra.html' title='dead dead Myra..'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-7326663594457358587</id><published>2010-08-03T20:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T21:07:49.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>getting over it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TFgMRRoDPfI/AAAAAAAAAMw/lM9qa0DPnIs/s1600/Photo-0908.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501160435761757682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TFgMRRoDPfI/AAAAAAAAAMw/lM9qa0DPnIs/s400/Photo-0908.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" lollipop.. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello happiness..&lt;br /&gt;sorry if i've not been updating..&lt;br /&gt;i've been busy w school and exams..&lt;br /&gt; anw, school was "great"&lt;br /&gt;i meant, the afternoon half of the day..&lt;br /&gt;cried.&lt;br /&gt;alot of &lt;em&gt;loves&lt;/em&gt; tried to cheer me up..&lt;br /&gt;Jamus, Faizah, Joel, Aecha and Yaasin..&lt;br /&gt;really apprecite it, &lt;em&gt;loves&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;why was i crying? ain't important.&lt;br /&gt;hmm, had Physic's IP, satyed back in class.&lt;br /&gt;[ i did'nt know why i had the urge to hug Joel ]&lt;br /&gt;but, i somehow did it..&lt;br /&gt;well, i don't need any answers for sure..&lt;br /&gt;now, i ain't gonna like "like" anyone.&lt;br /&gt;i shall start looking at Joel as a friend.&lt;br /&gt;instead of someone i like..&lt;br /&gt;cause, i know it isn't worth it.&lt;br /&gt;loving someone who does'nt love or like you?&lt;br /&gt;*smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434359265886370317-7326663594457358587?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/7326663594457358587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=7326663594457358587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/7326663594457358587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/7326663594457358587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/08/getting-over-it.html' title='getting over it?'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TFgMRRoDPfI/AAAAAAAAAMw/lM9qa0DPnIs/s72-c/Photo-0908.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-8654669526026917637</id><published>2010-07-30T21:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T21:23:30.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>get well soon, Myra...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TFLQKm-I2NI/AAAAAAAAAMo/Hc8Ekz0qrPc/s1600/Photo-0907.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499686975651240146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TFLQKm-I2NI/AAAAAAAAAMo/Hc8Ekz0qrPc/s400/Photo-0907.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; " Jeremy and Joel, joking around.. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hello friends..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;curently beating my record of 100 tissues..&lt;br /&gt;Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;cause my rose is running like a tap!&lt;br /&gt;anyway, did'nt attend school today, again..&lt;br /&gt;had a very very very high fever the previous night..&lt;br /&gt;alomost got brain damage.&lt;br /&gt;and, that was that.&lt;br /&gt;now, i'm alrighty, w a teeny weeny bit of fever, *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;so, today, had a shock when i came home from the clinic..&lt;br /&gt;why? why? why?&lt;br /&gt;Aecha, Joel and Jeremy were technically in my crib!&lt;br /&gt;i was like, *blush*&lt;br /&gt;then, slcaked and laughed and laughed, and slacked..&lt;br /&gt;until 1++pm, Joel and Jeremy went home..&lt;br /&gt;me and Aecha send them 'till Limbnag Carpark..&lt;br /&gt;then, watched SHINee's Hello Baby w Aecha..&lt;br /&gt;actually, i was already watching it since 9++am..&lt;br /&gt;got soo addicted to it!&lt;br /&gt;Whoopsie.&lt;br /&gt;i guese i typed too long?&lt;br /&gt;toodles!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434359265886370317-8654669526026917637?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/8654669526026917637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=8654669526026917637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/8654669526026917637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/8654669526026917637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/07/get-well-soon-myra.html' title='get well soon, Myra...'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TFLQKm-I2NI/AAAAAAAAAMo/Hc8Ekz0qrPc/s72-c/Photo-0907.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-334487984538891800</id><published>2010-07-28T20:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T21:50:52.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sick sick me..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hello medicines and blankets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;currently having Cheng Teng, that Mummy cooked for me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;very very yummy..*smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, didn't attend school today..*cries*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;missed alot of happenings, and especially, my precious MATH TEST!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i've been looking forward to it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well, there's another Math Test tomorrow, hope i'm okay..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;if not, i'll miss TWO MATH TEST! *screams*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GOSH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;actually, woke up around 6.30am..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Daddy checked my temp. and said my fever went up..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hate to admit it, i wanted to go school..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hmm, so, went back to sleep..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;woke up, daddy gave me medicine before going to work..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then, i sleep again, and wake up around 10++am..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;received a video call from Fluffy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;everyone was there, i was touched..*big smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mummy brought me to clinic..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;from 2++pm to 5++pm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;all i did was, sleep, wake up and eat medicine, sleep, eat, and sleep again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i guese i got drowsy because of the cough syrup..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hate syrup medicine, love tablets..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;can't wait to go to school tomorrow..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and, can't wait to see Fluffy's expression when i give her " that thing "..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*muacks*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434359265886370317-334487984538891800?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/334487984538891800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=334487984538891800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/334487984538891800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/334487984538891800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/07/sick-sick-me.html' title='sick sick me..'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-4888203920346690571</id><published>2010-07-21T21:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T21:25:46.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weird wednesday..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TEbyAPjwMXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/nXAC55tCkQQ/s1600/Photo-0808.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496346481242681714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TEbyAPjwMXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/nXAC55tCkQQ/s400/Photo-0808.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" reflection "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TEbx_ut6rDI/AAAAAAAAAMY/-WHmwXQ8Wm4/s1600/Photo-0809.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496346472426941490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TEbx_ut6rDI/AAAAAAAAAMY/-WHmwXQ8Wm4/s400/Photo-0809.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" Fluffy and Amy...old names... "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hello loves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently fb-ing..&lt;br /&gt;well, gonna post a short one here..&lt;br /&gt;need to revise on my PERIBAHASA..&lt;br /&gt;damn.&lt;br /&gt;really need help..*sad*&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck on understanding it, yea?&lt;br /&gt;gosh.&lt;br /&gt;today, school was very weird..&lt;br /&gt;Other then the great Math test, it was un-great.&lt;br /&gt;kept quiet almost throughout the day.&lt;br /&gt;recess? didn't say much.&lt;br /&gt;after dismissal, met Bro feez and Fluffy at MacD.&lt;br /&gt;finally met Brother, whom i've missed alot.&lt;br /&gt;well, he's still wacky^^&lt;br /&gt;then, headed crib at 2pm..&lt;br /&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;br /&gt;Aecha came to do homework.&lt;br /&gt;ended up practicing our dances..&lt;br /&gt;it was hip fun!&lt;br /&gt;but, need practice more on my " RING DING DONG "..&lt;br /&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;br /&gt;still upset w someone..&lt;br /&gt;she stole my KEY!&lt;br /&gt;as in, Kim Kibum Oppa! my darling from SHINee..&lt;br /&gt;*melts*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434359265886370317-4888203920346690571?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/4888203920346690571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=4888203920346690571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/4888203920346690571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/4888203920346690571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/07/weird-wednesday.html' title='weird wednesday..'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TEbyAPjwMXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/nXAC55tCkQQ/s72-c/Photo-0808.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-4203767471473799226</id><published>2010-07-20T19:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T19:24:39.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>point out my mistakes..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hey, cutestuffs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;currently fb-ing and waiting for Mummy to cook..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;trying to be as patient as possible, cause i'm very hungry..*sad*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, i have been on the lappy since 12.40++pm, after school..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well, school was fine..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;kanchiong-ed during PE lesson..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then, the rest of the lessons, i was feeling soo sian..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;suddenly happy during recess..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;filled the air w laughters and jokes with Fluffy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then, lessons were such bores..*yawns*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;got soo fluffed up..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;during English period, Irfan was seducing every guy in the 1st and 2nd row!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well, what to do? *wonders*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i was waiting for 12.25pm, early dismissal..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but, when the bell rang, before i even stood up, i was almost alone..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;w Irfan, Guan Guan, Marcus, Casper, Jun Jie and Sylves..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;great ryte? *looks down*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yaasin called me from outside, asking if i was going home..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, me, Joel and Jeremy waited for him..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had chit chats w Faizah while waiting..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but somehow, Joel got very tired and went off w Jeremy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i was like, *blank* ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;at that moment, i had a mixture of feelings of, anger and sadness..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;knowing that i'm gonna burst, i walked off..trying my best not to tear up..*sighs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;now, recalling what happened today, i really felt soo neglected..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;w she, w her, w them..and him..  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434359265886370317-4203767471473799226?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/4203767471473799226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=4203767471473799226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/4203767471473799226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/4203767471473799226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/07/point-out-my-mistakes.html' title='point out my mistakes..'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-8150876117519357310</id><published>2010-07-20T18:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T19:02:44.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>even so, Irfan is the best brother i've ever had^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TEWBpCs7oJI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/djsQZPXCIi4/s1600/Photo-0806.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495941462375506066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TEWBpCs7oJI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/djsQZPXCIi4/s400/Photo-0806.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; " poor Marcus... "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TEWBo4ThrGI/AAAAAAAAAMI/8vX-KGvPj2Q/s1600/Photo-0805.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495941459584592994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TEWBo4ThrGI/AAAAAAAAAMI/8vX-KGvPj2Q/s400/Photo-0805.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" Casper was trying his best to push Irfan away.. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TEWBofvGIpI/AAAAAAAAAMA/wrp9Oosgf0s/s1600/Photo-0804.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495941452989342354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TEWBofvGIpI/AAAAAAAAAMA/wrp9Oosgf0s/s400/Photo-0804.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" look at Casper's expression, *heckcares* "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*MUACKS*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434359265886370317-8150876117519357310?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/8150876117519357310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=8150876117519357310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/8150876117519357310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/8150876117519357310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/07/even-so-irfan-is-best-brother-ive-ever.html' title='even so, Irfan is the best brother i&apos;ve ever had^^'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TEWBpCs7oJI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/djsQZPXCIi4/s72-c/Photo-0806.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-2736400459942246481</id><published>2010-07-20T00:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T00:21:53.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>final decisions..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hello bloggy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;well, it's 12.09am..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and, i'm still up, watching 90210..*smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;anyway~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;school was kinda, rough..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;totally trying to be happy and smiling..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but, failed..plus, could'nt force myself, ryte?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;somehow, i felt lonely, again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dear dear tried to cheer me up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the whole day and afternoon..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;then, immediately went crib after d&amp;amp;t..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;while, still working on Syakirah's Birthday present..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;saw Sylvestor around 7++pm at Limbang..*laughs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;basically, based on today's day in school..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i've never been "better"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wondering when i would be myself..&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/4434359265886370317-2736400459942246481?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/2736400459942246481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=2736400459942246481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/2736400459942246481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/2736400459942246481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/07/final-decisions.html' title='final decisions..'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-4380246303093314887</id><published>2010-07-18T17:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T17:41:40.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back to where I've started..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TELJrBmKDFI/AAAAAAAAAL4/NrNd0vuk46U/s1600/5fd57a68d64b7107_1245481216_music_bbs050906201515-2%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495176236345461842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TELJrBmKDFI/AAAAAAAAAL4/NrNd0vuk46U/s400/5fd57a68d64b7107_1245481216_music_bbs050906201515-2%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; " Lee Taemin... "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello sweets and sours.&lt;br /&gt;1stly, before i start on my usuals..&lt;br /&gt;i'll wish Taemin a very Happy 17th Birthday^^&lt;br /&gt;i'll wish you and your group, SHINee, the best of luck in everything.&lt;br /&gt;RING DING DONG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so, today..&lt;br /&gt;woke up around 6am, somehow, i just recalled what happened..&lt;br /&gt;on 17 July 2010..&lt;br /&gt;i've just realised that, i'm stupid, and blind..&lt;br /&gt;technically.&lt;br /&gt;i really should'nt have open my heart to him.&lt;br /&gt;really shoud'nt have..&lt;br /&gt;cause, like always, i got hurt..&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;they just palyed w my feelings..&lt;br /&gt;eventhough, being there for me was nice..&lt;br /&gt;i just thought those were lies.&lt;br /&gt;cried my eyes out.&lt;br /&gt;but, dear told me, no guy is worth my tears.&lt;br /&gt;i guese..&lt;br /&gt;well, gonna be on my own, again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434359265886370317-4380246303093314887?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/4380246303093314887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=4380246303093314887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/4380246303093314887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/4380246303093314887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/07/back-to-where-ive-started.html' title='back to where I&apos;ve started..'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TELJrBmKDFI/AAAAAAAAAL4/NrNd0vuk46U/s72-c/5fd57a68d64b7107_1245481216_music_bbs050906201515-2%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-8805904953925006945</id><published>2010-07-17T22:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T22:28:57.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tag replies..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;@Fluffy: HEE(: yupyup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;@Syakirah: thank you love..(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;@Ierah: I miss you too! well, when we met that day, its soo crazy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;@Venessa: Done^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;@Affia: Done sweety..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;@Amani: Aww, soo sweet of you^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sorry for the late replies, i could'nt see my blog..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434359265886370317-8805904953925006945?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/8805904953925006945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=8805904953925006945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/8805904953925006945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/8805904953925006945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/07/tag-replies.html' title='tag replies..'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-3159874393494514726</id><published>2010-07-17T21:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T22:04:03.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i ♥ you..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TEG15G5lA_I/AAAAAAAAALw/AVEDy3CmM30/s1600/V.A.K+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 247px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494873013078000626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TEG15G5lA_I/AAAAAAAAALw/AVEDy3CmM30/s400/V.A.K+(2).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" three darlings... "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello dear dear/s...&lt;br /&gt;currently fb-ing and listening to K-pop..&lt;br /&gt;again, again and again..&lt;br /&gt;well, i'm addicted to them..&lt;br /&gt;V . A . K&lt;br /&gt;heehee, i'm in love w my fantasies..&lt;br /&gt;cause, in reality, people just play w my heart..&lt;br /&gt;now, i'm learning, learning to change my ways..&lt;br /&gt;and, i hope this helps..&lt;br /&gt;Fluffy is still trying to adapt w the improved me..&lt;br /&gt;well, she kinda think its, too weird..&lt;br /&gt;Heehee.&lt;br /&gt;i love being this way..&lt;br /&gt;wondering what isit?&lt;br /&gt;ya'guys would find out soon enough, yea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, really need to start on my Social Studies..&lt;br /&gt;currently have no problem w Math..&lt;br /&gt;and yea, English and Malay, average..&lt;br /&gt;i'm really trying hard to understand both Science..&lt;br /&gt;but, kept on forgeting after i've got it..&lt;br /&gt;Ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;guesed that's all, loves.&lt;br /&gt;sweet dreams^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434359265886370317-3159874393494514726?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/3159874393494514726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=3159874393494514726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/3159874393494514726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/3159874393494514726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-you.html' title='i ♥ you..'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TEG15G5lA_I/AAAAAAAAALw/AVEDy3CmM30/s72-c/V.A.K+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-5601980370651167537</id><published>2010-07-16T23:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T23:57:33.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>would i survive?</title><content type='html'>Hello blogger..&lt;br /&gt;currently trying my best, not to shut my eyes..&lt;br /&gt;so sleepy..&lt;br /&gt;so, anyway, school was fine, just fine..&lt;br /&gt;i was almost late, but made it..*smiles*&lt;br /&gt;lessons were, Zzzzzzz...&lt;br /&gt;well, except for d&amp;amp;t..&lt;br /&gt;Miss Ng was on MC, so, Mr Loh reliefed our class..*big smiles*&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i LOVE being his student...&lt;br /&gt;Ahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;so, learned how to blow-form..&lt;br /&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;br /&gt;me and Syaf did'nt go for recess..&lt;br /&gt;cause' we were too engrossed in our artefact..&lt;br /&gt;...wanted to finish it soo badly!&lt;br /&gt;accident! i got wood in my eye..*cries*&lt;br /&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;br /&gt;got back to class and mood changed, cause' it was raining..&lt;br /&gt;good weather to shui jiao..&lt;br /&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;br /&gt;assembly was, embarrassing, frightening and funny!&lt;br /&gt;ermm, does that even make sense?&lt;br /&gt;well, me and Aisyah would still need to go up on stage..&lt;br /&gt;for ML June Holidays Learning Journey..&lt;br /&gt;gosh!&lt;br /&gt;[ FAST FORWWARD ]&lt;br /&gt;headed to gym with Fluffy..&lt;br /&gt;for the first time, we worked out like char bo, in a short time..&lt;br /&gt;weird or what?&lt;br /&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;br /&gt;went to YTP with Brother and Amani..&lt;br /&gt;around 8++pm..&lt;br /&gt;bought &lt;em&gt;" shaved ice "&lt;/em&gt; ..yummy!&lt;br /&gt;walked back to crib..&lt;br /&gt;now, waiting for Mummy and Daddy to arrive..*sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;i love you, and i still do..&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/4434359265886370317-5601980370651167537?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/5601980370651167537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=5601980370651167537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/5601980370651167537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/5601980370651167537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/07/would-i-survive.html' title='would i survive?'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-396689425030317471</id><published>2010-07-14T20:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T20:30:06.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>being strong for myself..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TD2oqrNwplI/AAAAAAAAALo/RlBfo8O6eNA/s1600/Photo-0791.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493732571570284114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TD2oqrNwplI/AAAAAAAAALo/RlBfo8O6eNA/s400/Photo-0791.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;" there's alot of unspoken words behind that smile... "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hello.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;currently having silent cries in myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thinking of what to do, what's right..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyway, today, school was rough..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as usual, lessons were a bore..*sighs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Joel has been absent for two days, due to his sprained ankle..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well, it got worse today..*sad*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;really really really miss him alot..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;plus, i've been feeling very lonely..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;covered my burdens and problems..*cries*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wished that i can share it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but, others have their own problem..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tomorrow would be another day of " loneliness "..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;when i need you, you weren't there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434359265886370317-396689425030317471?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/396689425030317471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=396689425030317471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/396689425030317471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/396689425030317471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/07/being-strong-for-myself.html' title='being strong for myself..'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TD2oqrNwplI/AAAAAAAAALo/RlBfo8O6eNA/s72-c/Photo-0791.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-1386255372602296676</id><published>2010-07-12T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T23:11:46.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TODAY&lt;br /&gt;SUCKS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ME?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i guese..&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/4434359265886370317-1386255372602296676?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/1386255372602296676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=1386255372602296676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/1386255372602296676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/1386255372602296676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/07/today-sucks-to-be-me-i-guese.html' title=''/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-4384250115338776904</id><published>2010-07-11T15:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T16:26:54.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unbelievable thoughts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TDl-JnO1MFI/AAAAAAAAALg/SSzcteu_2D8/s1600/Photo-0748edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492559924170141778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TDl-JnO1MFI/AAAAAAAAALg/SSzcteu_2D8/s400/Photo-0748edited.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" a troubled girl.. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello world and planets.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just gonna make this short..&lt;br /&gt;well, i've been thinking alot lately..&lt;br /&gt;and, i guese i should speak up..&lt;br /&gt;here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;when i'm too kind, people took advantage of me..&lt;br /&gt;but what if i ain't kind anymore?&lt;br /&gt;when i'm too friendly, people tend to hate me..&lt;br /&gt;but what if i ain't friendly?&lt;br /&gt;when i've always think positively, people thought i'm weird..&lt;br /&gt;but what if i'm always thinking negatively?&lt;br /&gt;or, when i open my heart to him, he just ignores me..&lt;br /&gt;would i rather be a bitch?&lt;br /&gt;[which is a totally opposie side of me]&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i've felt, i ain't ready to face all these..&lt;br /&gt;i'm scared..&lt;br /&gt;i've never hated people, but, they do..&lt;br /&gt;i've never ever lost any friends,&lt;br /&gt;but somehow, that statement ain't true no more.&lt;br /&gt;i've been sticking a smile on my face..&lt;br /&gt;does that even matter to you?&lt;br /&gt;maybe, i should be the opposite of what i am now..&lt;br /&gt;think about it, my friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;change or stay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434359265886370317-4384250115338776904?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/4384250115338776904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=4384250115338776904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/4384250115338776904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/4384250115338776904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/07/unbelievable-thoughts.html' title='unbelievable thoughts.'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TDl-JnO1MFI/AAAAAAAAALg/SSzcteu_2D8/s72-c/Photo-0748edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-4815297703055003440</id><published>2010-07-09T20:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T22:25:06.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>burdened...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TDcft_qQP1I/AAAAAAAAALY/DpLCwmJlbes/s1600/Photo-0757.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491893145644842834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TDcft_qQP1I/AAAAAAAAALY/DpLCwmJlbes/s400/Photo-0757.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; " Haywire by 09..turned Geek by 10 "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TDcfthUAwDI/AAAAAAAAALQ/h8zqKR46SLo/s1600/Photo-0750.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491893137498488882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TDcfthUAwDI/AAAAAAAAALQ/h8zqKR46SLo/s400/Photo-0750.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; " full of geekiness. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TDcftW-zQtI/AAAAAAAAALI/B1wKyxoPBL8/s1600/Photo-0755.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491893134725169874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TDcftW-zQtI/AAAAAAAAALI/B1wKyxoPBL8/s400/Photo-0755.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" Joel trying to blow the origami, cute eyh? "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TDcfs7XWDhI/AAAAAAAAALA/tLbIFYeEl0E/s1600/Photo-0765.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491893127311920658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TDcfs7XWDhI/AAAAAAAAALA/tLbIFYeEl0E/s400/Photo-0765.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" Mummy's Office Toilet.. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TDcfsVDdGQI/AAAAAAAAAK4/aiGRoHoT6Qk/s1600/Photo-0768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491893117027948802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TDcfsVDdGQI/AAAAAAAAAK4/aiGRoHoT6Qk/s400/Photo-0768.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="centre"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;" Gym Toilet.. "&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hello tears and sore eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;currently chatting with Ahcet and Yaji..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sorry if i haven't been updating..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;can only use lappy on Fridays..*smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, i shall recap on what i did..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;on Thursday, had service learning at Hong Kah Old Folks Home..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;being in CG's group was the bomb! *laughs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well, it was rough at first, and yes, i cried..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but then, it got better on the second half..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;with games and songs..and dance! *big smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it was soo fun until i did'nt recalled tat i had stage fright..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but, with Kor Irfan, CG, Sylves and others around, i felt brave..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and yea, the song " We are the world ", will always remind me of that day..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went to Food Culture with Yaasin, Jeremy, Joel, Denise and more..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;got dissapointed with [ blank ] .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, walked with Yaasin and Jeremy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we cheered each other up..*big smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;they send me  to Mummy's Office and headed off..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;smsed Jeremy until i reached crib..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and, i was missing Joel alot..weird but true..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay, today, school was " urgh ".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;something just pisses me after recess..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;tried to control my anger, but, it turned into tears, as always..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;told'ya i'm weird..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then, English lesson was very cheery..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;headed to gym w Tiara, Aecha and Fluffy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;actually asked Joel and Jeremy to wait,but, he was tired..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;no biggy.. at gym, worked out like char bo..now, i'm still in 50-53kg..*wonders*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;donno why, i badly missed Joel, and decided to drop by..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Fluffy and I missed Pinky, and so, that did it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;me and Aecha slacked at his crib until 4++pm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;at times, accidently mentioned [ blank ]'s name..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i hushed Aecha when she wanted to say it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then, Joel got pissed w Tanya, and he went down to play badminton.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;at that moment, I felt soo bad..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went to find Tanya, to try to talk to her..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;found her and maid in kitchen..paiseyed, i pretend to wash hand..*blush*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Aecha was bursting w flames on Tanya, so, i quickly pulled her out..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then, walked back w her..* sighs *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;seeing Joel at the void deck, looked so upset, you know, i nearly hugged him..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ FAST FORWARD]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;reached crib..got pissed w Mummy cause she asked me come out from bathroom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and my hair was still w shampoo..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then, Tiara came, chatted inside my room, w me wearing towel..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;now, using lappy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;upset, disheartened, troubled, helplessed..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i really need someone to talk to tonight..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i guese it's just me and you, blog..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;maybe, guys are all the same..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434359265886370317-4815297703055003440?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/4815297703055003440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=4815297703055003440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/4815297703055003440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/4815297703055003440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/07/burdened.html' title='burdened...'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TDcft_qQP1I/AAAAAAAAALY/DpLCwmJlbes/s72-c/Photo-0757.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-726413570975972421</id><published>2010-07-05T17:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T17:50:19.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updates.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TDGpO1AYURI/AAAAAAAAAKw/iKAfqQogQFM/s1600/Photo-0736.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490355492953280786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TDGpO1AYURI/AAAAAAAAAKw/iKAfqQogQFM/s400/Photo-0736.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;" &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;half of the Karaoke room.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TDGnfyFd9xI/AAAAAAAAAKo/233UWeoyvq8/s1600/Photo-0742.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490353585203836690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TDGnfyFd9xI/AAAAAAAAAKo/233UWeoyvq8/s400/Photo-0742.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;the BBQ Pit and garden&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TDGnfgdWcGI/AAAAAAAAAKg/en2l4Inug-M/s1600/Photo-0743.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490353580472168546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TDGnfgdWcGI/AAAAAAAAAKg/en2l4Inug-M/s400/Photo-0743.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; " &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;front view of the whole house&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TDGnfDCYlbI/AAAAAAAAAKY/tJp4MQhSanQ/s1600/Photo-0724.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490353572574434738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TDGnfDCYlbI/AAAAAAAAAKY/tJp4MQhSanQ/s400/Photo-0724.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;" &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the inside view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TDGne2rl0rI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/KxQKQSIjQJE/s1600/Photo-0744.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490353569257607858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TDGne2rl0rI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/KxQKQSIjQJE/s400/Photo-0744.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; the address&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TDGmRR0QHAI/AAAAAAAAAKI/eExuGFyAaaw/s1600/Photo-0730.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490352236511894530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TDGmRR0QHAI/AAAAAAAAAKI/eExuGFyAaaw/s400/Photo-0730.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; " &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Myra and Lyah at Karaoke room&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TDGlhETHWsI/AAAAAAAAAKA/91umcTQecG8/s1600/Photo-0731.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490351408249526978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TDGlhETHWsI/AAAAAAAAAKA/91umcTQecG8/s400/Photo-0731.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; " &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Afyque and Ahcet playing Left 4 Dead 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hello goodgirls and goodboys.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;currently smsing Aecha and watching more L4D2.*smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well, missed playing it already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i meant, who does'nt?&lt;br /&gt;after 2 days and nights of playing it comtinuously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;overall, had a lot of fun at that crib.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and yea, planning my sweet 16 too.*smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, headed to Pasir Ris around 7++pm.&lt;br /&gt;reached and ate dinner..&lt;br /&gt;followed by massive L4D2 and karaokeing in the "big" room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and then, slept at 3am..&lt;br /&gt;while most of them slept at, 6++am..&lt;br /&gt;a few didn't slept at all..until everyone woke up, their time to sleep..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then, after breakfast, ran up and down the stairs for nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then, played L4D2 with Brother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ahcet woke up and joined us..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;since there were 5 dirty cars parked outside, we decided to wash them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i meant, not outsiders cars, our cars..*big smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well, they did..i karaoked with Ahcet and sister..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;packed our stuffs and headed off to crib..*deep sighs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then, went out for dinner at Greenrigde Banquet..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;reached crib, used laptop..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sms Joel, cause i miss him, soo much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;slept around 12.08am..&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 12.58pm?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cause i was soo tired..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay, i guese that's all..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i love Seung Ri.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434359265886370317-726413570975972421?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/726413570975972421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=726413570975972421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/726413570975972421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/726413570975972421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/07/updates.html' title='updates.'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TDGpO1AYURI/AAAAAAAAAKw/iKAfqQogQFM/s72-c/Photo-0736.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-3065691641509310762</id><published>2010-07-01T14:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T15:10:35.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>girls night out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hello popcorns and cameras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;currently watchng teevee..&lt;br /&gt;well, gonna pom pom soon and get ready..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;going out w babes!&lt;br /&gt;ranging from 14 to 52..*laughs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;OLD Clique: Mummy, Unty Nazia, Unty Juli, Unty Nadya and Unty Jamilah..&lt;br /&gt;CUTE Clique: Me, Tiara and Nawarrah..*big smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;will be watching Eclipse at Lot 1 ! *screams*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;really can't wait..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ANYWAY, school was, dreading..&lt;br /&gt;i have lack of sleep..*puppy face*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i don't know why, it's like, my brain is prgrammed to make my body sleep late..&lt;br /&gt;sigh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, the only lessons i "woke-up", was Math and CE..&lt;br /&gt;and shit, me and Irfan are the class mascots..*looks down*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hmms, i think, by doing this, i can bond back w brother..*smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;at the same time, felt soo guilty..&lt;br /&gt;cause, Joel was superbly emo, and i did'nt talk to him..*sad*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i feel that i'm being unfair to him..&lt;br /&gt;i mean, when i'm sad, he would cheer me uop no matter what..&lt;br /&gt;but, i did'nt to the same to him..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;soo sorry darling..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a sms that Joel sent yesterday which cheer me up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Roses are red,&lt;br /&gt;Violets are blue,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing loves me,&lt;br /&gt;Like I love you....&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/4434359265886370317-3065691641509310762?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/3065691641509310762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=3065691641509310762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/3065691641509310762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/3065691641509310762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/07/girls-night-out.html' title='girls night out!'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-1514840040440918708</id><published>2010-06-29T18:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T18:47:35.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what's got into me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hello peace and war&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;currently fb-ing and try'na cool myself down..&lt;br /&gt;FYI, i've been trying since i came back from school..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*sighs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i don't know what's got into me, anger? sadness? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it sarks to feel this way!&lt;br /&gt;well, it started after PE, during recess..&lt;br /&gt;i meant, i felt very weird..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;tried to laugh and smile, but all are fakes..&lt;br /&gt;eventhough Tiara was telling us about her EX..&lt;br /&gt;it was funny, but, i just plunge a laugh..&lt;br /&gt;after recess, was Geography, dreading..&lt;br /&gt;reminded me of the disgusting Social Studies lesson..*shivers*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jeremy made me laugh a couple of times eventhough he was annoying..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and yea, i was sort of pissed with Athirah..&lt;br /&gt;she tried to paste a "note" on my back..&lt;br /&gt;but, by smacking the note on my back many times..&lt;br /&gt;the note would just fall, and in the end, i'm in pain..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i became soo moody since then..&lt;br /&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;during Physics, tried not to show my mood..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;faked smiles, and laughs..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i felt bad..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cause Joel tried to make me laugh by tickling me and stuffs..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*sighs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i was just soo pissed! *groans*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;fuck off..&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/4434359265886370317-1514840040440918708?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/1514840040440918708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=1514840040440918708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/1514840040440918708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/1514840040440918708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/06/whats-got-into-me.html' title='what&apos;s got into me?'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-5244631814367723347</id><published>2010-06-28T19:29:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T20:03:38.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back to posting pictures^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TCiJRHtFxuI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5Gr9UmX054g/s1600/Photo-0703.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487787073169901282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TCiJRHtFxuI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5Gr9UmX054g/s400/Photo-0703.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" Tiara's flower.. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TCiI7lCJraI/AAAAAAAAAJw/Rh8Z3NZLuqg/s1600/Photo-0704.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487786703085743522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TCiI7lCJraI/AAAAAAAAAJw/Rh8Z3NZLuqg/s400/Photo-0704.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" it's been a long time since i camwhored.. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hello flashes and and USB cables..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently fb-ing and looking through Math Paper..&lt;br /&gt;well, there's a Math Test on Circles tomorrow..*smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and yes, i'm back to my favourite subject, Math!&lt;br /&gt;Heh.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today's been great..&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 6.45am, slept exactly at 3.ooam, cause smsed Joel..&lt;br /&gt;okay, except that, i think, he did'nt sleep..*wonders*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, after pom pom and ate chewy bar..&lt;br /&gt;while waiting for Amani, i played lappy for a while..&lt;br /&gt;until Mummy came back from sending brother, cause Daddy's still overseas..&lt;br /&gt;then, headed off to school with Amani..*big smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;reached school and walked with Shake2 and Serene..&lt;br /&gt;carried the heavy newspaper for the class..&lt;br /&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;realised that the t-table changed..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, 1st period was Physics, got a big big hug from Tiara! *huggies*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;followed by Math..sat beside Kor and Fluffy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Chemistry and recess..&lt;br /&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;me[ bijjaru ] aisyah[ samgyupsal ] faiqah[ shabu shabu ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we were dissapointed with bushintang..*winks*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, Fluffy was upset, me and Aisyah went after her..&lt;br /&gt;talked and talked..&lt;br /&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Aisyah had to go for NPCC training, so, Joel made me laugh throughout the day..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;missed laughing in class with him, ALOT! *laughs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Malay was slacking..&lt;br /&gt;Botak basically told us about his experience to Universal Studios Singapore..&lt;br /&gt;more laughters..and then off to my crib cause me, Tiara and more, poned Aesthetics..&lt;br /&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;slacked with Fluffy at crib, with lappy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay, kena scolding by Daddy for not going class..*looks down*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;he's coming back tomorrow.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay, this is supa long! *laughs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;my hair is growing fast! wowweee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ps: please comment on what you think of my photos at FB, dear viewers..&lt;br /&gt;please and thank you *winks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434359265886370317-5244631814367723347?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/5244631814367723347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=5244631814367723347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/5244631814367723347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/5244631814367723347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/06/back-to-posting-pictures.html' title='back to posting pictures^^'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TCiJRHtFxuI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5Gr9UmX054g/s72-c/Photo-0703.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-7318305312217658024</id><published>2010-06-27T21:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T21:59:36.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the babbling starts tomorrow..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TCdThoD97KI/AAAAAAAAAJo/TybWdTJH3Q8/s1600/Photo-0670.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487446508129086626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TCdThoD97KI/AAAAAAAAAJo/TybWdTJH3Q8/s400/Photo-0670.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; " Naditya, sleeping.. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hello books and whiteboards..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;currently, recalling about my day today..&lt;br /&gt;well, woke up around 12.39pm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ i was fasting ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then, i realise, i did'nt took my pre-dawn meal..&lt;br /&gt;but, with perseverence, i just fast..&lt;br /&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after pom pom, i started to decorate my Physic's assignment..&lt;br /&gt;followed by Social Studies..suddenly wanted to do..&lt;br /&gt;then, Mummy blast a few songs from YouTube..&lt;br /&gt;the whole family sang along..well, except for Daddy, in Bangkok..&lt;br /&gt;i did'nt feel the urge to eat or drink at all!&lt;br /&gt;so, beofre afternoon prayer, around 6++pm..&lt;br /&gt;i went to get my ambitions..&lt;br /&gt;then, i realised, i was still on red light..*sighs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;with that, i ended my fast and ate instead..*smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;attacked lappy when Mummy went to pray..since i can't..&lt;br /&gt;[ that's an advantage if you're on red light ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, according to Mummy, i was'nt sick after 1.00am..&lt;br /&gt;and she asked, "  who ae you worried about? "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i just said, " Naditya "..well, anything could happen to him ya'know..&lt;br /&gt;and, smsed Joel yesterday, he was sick..*sad*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cause of that too, i was not sick..&lt;br /&gt;somehow true, when i'm worried about others..&lt;br /&gt;i became strong for them..weird ryte? *wonders*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hmms, i'm one of a kind..Mummy said..*laughs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay, so, tomorrow school starts! *claps*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;get to see my babes! with that i would get hugs! *shrieks*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;get to see my deary juniors, kenna pinch and hug..*ouches*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and yea, get to see my Kor(s) and, especially Joel..&lt;br /&gt;missed laughing to his jokes..&lt;br /&gt;sigh, sometimes, i think we're aren't that close..&lt;br /&gt;or, its just my thoughts? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;i miss 3G!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434359265886370317-7318305312217658024?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/7318305312217658024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=7318305312217658024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/7318305312217658024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/7318305312217658024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/06/babbling-starts-tomorrow.html' title='the babbling starts tomorrow..'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TCdThoD97KI/AAAAAAAAAJo/TybWdTJH3Q8/s72-c/Photo-0670.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-4177021364209478384</id><published>2010-06-26T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T22:49:49.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>packed Saturday..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hello outside world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;currently watching Bigbang Parody and talking to Tiara..&lt;br /&gt;gosh! she's finally single! free from that bustard asshole!&lt;br /&gt;oops, i mean, FARKER! *smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, today was soo fun!&lt;br /&gt;well, it goes like this..\Paikia and Aecha rang me in the morning, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but i was too sleepy to answer *points toungue*&lt;br /&gt;woke up near 12pm, cause i slept exactly at 2.06am..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;met Paikia at my window, with my PJ pants and singlet..&lt;br /&gt;planned on what to do today..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;pom pom, breakfast, and used lappy..&lt;br /&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after praying, i got ready and went off to meet them at CCK Complex..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay, Mummy asked my maid to accompany me there,&lt;br /&gt;holding the umbrella on top of my head..&lt;br /&gt;and everyone was like....*stares*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;embarrassing..&lt;br /&gt;reached complex, the person there said cannot rent dance studio..&lt;br /&gt;so, walked to Yew Tee CC, passing Yaasin's and Sylvestor's crib..&lt;br /&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;reached Yew Tee CC, the receptionist said that the dance studio cost $85.60/hour.&lt;br /&gt;we were like, " what the fark? "&lt;br /&gt;so, survey the whole CC, trying to break in the fabulous dance studio..&lt;br /&gt;but failed..&lt;br /&gt;so, ended up at the staircase area..&lt;br /&gt;at first, neither Aecha nor Paikia was excited to start practice..&lt;br /&gt;but, i just started singing, and everyone was in the mood..*smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, ended up with tons and tons of videos of us singing and acting in IPhone..&lt;br /&gt;most acts were for the parody..*big smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went to Uncle Oz's crib, to send a few things for his baby, Naditya..&lt;br /&gt;reached there around 6.15pm..&lt;br /&gt;Nanda was like, " HI " !&lt;br /&gt;then, i went in the room for Naditya, i mean, he's not even 1 month old..&lt;br /&gt;cute ryte? * shrieks *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but, Naditya was sick, with cough..&lt;br /&gt;i was sitting beside the playpan when he suddenly cough and cry..&lt;br /&gt;i felt like crying seeing him suffering..*sad*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;seriously, i hate to see people in pain, especially babies..&lt;br /&gt;tried not to cry, cause i already cried for MJ yesterday night..&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Oz asked me to take his cough away by being near to him..&lt;br /&gt;its like, germs passing..&lt;br /&gt;so, i did, cause i pity Naditya soo much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and yea, brought Nanda back to crib and he's currently playing w IPhone..&lt;br /&gt;now, i feel soo dizzy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mummy say i took too much of Naditya's sickness..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;damn, i was thinking of fasting tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;hopefully i can..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;or maybe i miss you too much..&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/4434359265886370317-4177021364209478384?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/4177021364209478384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=4177021364209478384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/4177021364209478384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/4177021364209478384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/06/packed-saturday.html' title='packed Saturday..'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-8101894806685472148</id><published>2010-06-25T19:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T20:57:16.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love, scars.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hello my sweet lover&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;currently upset with Mummy, but at the same time, proud..&lt;br /&gt;cause' she brought my 1 whole cheesecake to work..&lt;br /&gt;and guese what? none was left, it's clean and gone..&lt;br /&gt;but, but, but, but! the whole office said that, it was sooo good..*big smiles*&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today, woken up by a loud thunder..*gasps*&lt;br /&gt;then, around 9.55am, Faizah and Maria shouted my name at my window..&lt;br /&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;br /&gt;after pom pom, waited for Maria and Faizah to arrive at my crib..&lt;br /&gt;to do their Social Studies project and Physics..&lt;br /&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Maria left around 12.15pm, to go for choir pratice..&lt;br /&gt;Faizah stayed to do her Physics..so did I..&lt;br /&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;br /&gt;okay, now, Mummy and Daddy talking about the opposite sex's , ehem..&lt;br /&gt;i just kept on laughing..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;got to go, gotta ring somebody..*smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i mean, conference ring...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;heartbreaker..&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/4434359265886370317-8101894806685472148?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/8101894806685472148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=8101894806685472148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/8101894806685472148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/8101894806685472148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/06/love-scars.html' title='love, scars.'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-6880344785070130173</id><published>2010-06-24T21:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T21:43:21.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>never thought of being an artist..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i258.photobucket.com/albums/hh265/Byrdie91/music-notes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i258.photobucket.com/albums/hh265/Byrdie91/music-notes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;" music in my heart "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hello microphones and dance studios..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;currently, on the line with Aecha..talking about her singing..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well, no offence, my ear really hurts due to the  different pitching..*groans*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, she's improving by 0.1%, seriously..&lt;br /&gt;so, as we're talking about the audition..&lt;br /&gt;she does make a few selling points about not going for it..&lt;br /&gt;like, leaving your parents..for a very long time..&lt;br /&gt;but, its my dream..that is not coming true..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay, enough about that..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;today, Aecha came to my crib around 4++pm..for singing practices&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;she left around 6pm..&lt;br /&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Pai came around 8++pm, after her KPTT training..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;poor thing, she looked soo tired..preparing for CFN'10 ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and, according to her, its soo grand! *big smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Pai said she saw Joel in school..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well, asked her if he was happy..and he is..*smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i guese yesterday didnt really mean anything huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i should have guesed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;good luck in the audition, Myra..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434359265886370317-6880344785070130173?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/6880344785070130173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=6880344785070130173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/6880344785070130173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/6880344785070130173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/06/never-thought-of-being-artist.html' title='never thought of being an artist..'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-797021494747655186</id><published>2010-06-23T23:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T23:52:18.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>baker in the crib!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hello mixer and recipes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;currently watching 90210 on teevee..*smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well, i've been disheartened today..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i mean, Paikia came to my crib..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after lunch and my delicious blueberry cheesecake, we watched bigbang parody..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then, hanged out and watched Percy Jackson halfway..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cause, she left around 430pm..*wonders*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then, pom pom and used IPhone..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;started with 2nd session of cheesecake..Mummy's orders..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the best part, i got the ingredients right, better then the 1st one..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the bad part..due to my mixer and oven, my whole crib blacked out..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;not once, not twice, but, THRICE ! *looks down*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and the worst part, my mixer broke down and i had to use the wisk..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and stir the ingredients MANUALLY..*cries*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sigh..told Mummy to get me another mixer..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;without it, i can no longer bake..*cries*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i think i should stop talking about it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well, kinda waiting for YG Entertainment's details about the audition..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hey, i know i can be insane..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but, think about it, if i get selected, i can go to South Korea..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after thinking about, leaving my family, friends and crib..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i guese i should audition for fun..*crook smile*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay, i should go to sleep now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;imagine the possibility of becoming a star.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i miss a guy named Joel..&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/4434359265886370317-797021494747655186?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/797021494747655186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=797021494747655186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/797021494747655186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/797021494747655186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/06/baker-in-crib.html' title='baker in the crib!'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-2145996137985060888</id><published>2010-06-22T13:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T13:36:27.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>school holidays ending !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hello pillows and boasters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;currently on fb..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well, feeling guilty about yesterday night..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cause' i was on the phone with Joel, Aisyah and Paikia..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then, immediately shut my cell cause' Daddy took it, *sad*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;soo sorry guys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ SUNDAY ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after visiting Uncle Oz and Untie Sara's crib, headed to JP..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ate lunch and head to crib to get NTUC card and vouchers..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;aim of day, to go grocery store..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well, in the car, my siblings and me fell asleep as the journey was long..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;when we woke up, we were at Sentosa's gateway ! *shocks*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;arrived at US, and each of our reactions were priceless..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, Mummy bought the tickets while Daddy and my siblings took pictures..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after the Hershey's shop, we went in US..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and was like, WOW ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Aliah was soo shocked until she cried, cute ryte?*smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well, walked here and there, smile here and there..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;was keeping my eye to spot my cousin, whom i ever stead with..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but, i did'nt count him as my ex..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay, my point is, he works there..as what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the person who stamps a visitor's entry and exit ticket..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, after we broke up, we RARELY talk..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, it was very awkward..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ YESTERDAY ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;nothing much..slacked at crib with Aisyah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ouh ya, watched Bigbang Parody..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and discush, about our " Parody" together..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;if you wanna know how our Parody's gonna look like..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;watch, Bigbang Parody, Beethoven Virus..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the characters, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Paikia: TOP, Aisyah: G-Dragon, Myra: Seung Ri, Tiara: Taeyang, Mairah: Daesung.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it's gonna be fun! and embarrassing..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay, so, at night, Daddy brought us to Lot 1..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, i was soo upset, and waited for Joel to come back..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then, private number rang my cell..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;when i heard his voice, i was sooo happy ! *smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wanted to scream but, Mummy would think i go gaga..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well, tried to use my sarcasm to tell him i missed him..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i guese it worked? *big smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okie dokie, that's all..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;noodles !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;countdown to school reopens..6 Days&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/4434359265886370317-2145996137985060888?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/2145996137985060888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=2145996137985060888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/2145996137985060888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/2145996137985060888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/06/school-holidays-ending.html' title='school holidays ending !'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-4147642105658844541</id><published>2010-06-20T02:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T03:06:03.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally alive..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hello screen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently watching Flight 93 with family..&lt;br /&gt;and, missing Joel, too much i guese?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Joel's on vacation with his family for 3 days..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wowee, that's "great" ryte?&lt;br /&gt;well, today, my cell vibrates less, awkward..&lt;br /&gt;yesterday midnight, could'nt sleep..&lt;br /&gt;waited for anyone to ring me..&lt;br /&gt;until 2++am, Paikia rang me, suddenly..&lt;br /&gt;i thought, something bad might had happen..*shocked*&lt;br /&gt;but, she claims that her Daddy haven't come back from work..&lt;br /&gt;so, we talktalk until 4.16am..&lt;br /&gt;then, slept like an *oink* .&lt;br /&gt;woke up around 12.30pm and smsed her.&lt;br /&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;br /&gt;used the computer and laptop at the same time, for some reasons.&lt;br /&gt;then, Mummy decided to go to Universal Studios (US), at night..&lt;br /&gt;so, we planned and got ready..&lt;br /&gt;but, due to the attractive ness of Lady Gaga's videos, we went out late..&lt;br /&gt;so, ended up having dinner at Pastamania, Northpoint..&lt;br /&gt;where we passed Bottle Tree Park, memories of sec3 camp just brightens me..&lt;br /&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;br /&gt;we clashed with my old kindergarten friend, Yaasin's and Azizi's friend too..&lt;br /&gt;and, boy, he's soo tall ! *laughs*&lt;br /&gt;chatted for a while and headed seperate ways..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;reached crib and quickly prayed..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and off to Facebook Land, where i found Bro Irfan and Guan's posts..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;got soo touched by Bro Irfan..*big smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;don''t wanna be in love..&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/4434359265886370317-4147642105658844541?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/4147642105658844541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=4147642105658844541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/4147642105658844541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/4147642105658844541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/06/finally-alive.html' title='finally alive..'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-2714593288087589040</id><published>2010-06-16T20:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T21:26:21.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>computer day..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hello mouse and keyboards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;currently on fb and smsing Luqman..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well, we've webcammed from 2++pm to 7++pm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ahaha, and thats really a long time..*big smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, today, woke up around 1++pm, pom pom and webcammed..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;while on webcam, watched Asylmu 626 , The House and Lion King..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it was bombastic! *laughs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;recalled alot of the scripts with Mummy..*smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;if you're wondering how?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lion King has been the best movie i've always watch throughout my childhood..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;..and, i've always watch it with Mummy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;especially when she ain't working today..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;OKAY, let's recall what happen yesterday..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ YESTERDAY ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;woke up around 9++am..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nadhirah's morning text, saying, Good Morning..I Love you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sweet ryte? i know..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then pom pomed and got ready..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;around 12.30am, met Faizah, Pai and Syah at Yew Tee Mrt..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;alighted at Eunos at took double decker bus to ECP..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i was soo excited as it has been a long time since i ride a double deck..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;rent 2 single bikes and one double bike, cause Syah dunno how ride bicycle..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and who has to control the double bike?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;you're right, its me..cause Faizah and Pai dunno how to..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;around 500pm, headed seperate ways..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;me, Faizah and Syah while Pai, Athirah, Nadhirah and Ummairah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then, we re-meet with Ahcet and his friend, as he showed me the way to downtown..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;reached around 6++pm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;met Bro Irfan and Kor Casper at entrance of chalet..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then met the rest of our classmates and slacked..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;talk here, shout there, laugh here, emo there..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;some sort like that..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had my dinner served by my brother Irfan..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;isn't he the sweetest brother? *big smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then, he feed me one spoon of rice..*laughs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;played games with, Duncan, Joel, Kenneth, Faizah and Syah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;laughed our asses out! then, took pictures..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;me and Faiqah bought our " wine "..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and drank it with some of our classmates who die die want it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;around 10pm, after taking photo with my two brothers..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;me, Pai, Athirah, Wan, Mairah, Yaasin and Joel, headed off..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;took bus to Pasir Ris Interchange, when actually we can walk..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Joel made me laugh all the way out..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i was soo happy, cause, i missed him alot..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then, in MRT, we conquer one whole cabin..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sitting position in a row: Pai, Athirah, Wan, Mairah, Myra, Joel and Yaasin..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;swee swee 7 people..*big smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;me, Joel and Yaasin stopped at Yew Tee while the rest at Choa Chu Kang..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then, the two boys bought burgers and we walked towards our cribs...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;dunno how or why, Joel was superbly duperbly high!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;he ran like siao and jumped up and down like what..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i just laughed, and a bit worried too..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then, splitted into 2..Joel reached his crib while i continued to walk with Yaasin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;talking about homeworks, ugh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after reaching his crib, i started walking fast which turned into a run..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and all the way, i ran back to my crib..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;saw Irfan's brother and a few of my seniors..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;reached crib around 11.50pm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Daddy was online with brother..webcamming from KL..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, talked to him and ate and pom pomed..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sms Joel, cause started to miss him again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and lastly, went off to an uncomfortable sleep..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;got kicked by my siblings..*sad*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;okay, this is sucha long post !&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/4434359265886370317-2714593288087589040?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/2714593288087589040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=2714593288087589040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/2714593288087589040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/2714593288087589040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/06/computer-day.html' title='computer day..'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-8811639199074004451</id><published>2010-06-14T22:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T22:57:38.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>more than words..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2803/4289790843_74a7179166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 430px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 316px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2803/4289790843_74a7179166.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" sweet huh? "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2803/4289790843_74a7179166.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hello "i love you's" and "i miss you's"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;currently, waiting for Mumm to log out from my FB account.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well, she's harvesting my FarmVille..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, today, nothing much though..stayed at crib the whole day..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;tomorrow, going to ECP with Paikia, Aecha and Faizah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then, off to Pasir Ris, for bbq and chalet..*big smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;really can't wait though..*screams*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i meant, soo long never meet my cliques..miss them soo much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sadly, neither Daddy or Mummy can pick me up after that..*sad*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Daddy is overseas while Mummy cannot pick me up, cause Daddy using the car..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well, just my luck, i suppose..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, these days..i kept thinking of, relationships..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i don't know why..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;everyday, i miss being unable to think of love..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but now, my heart felt like it is taken..*sighs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;as i ever said before..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;some guys, left me when i open my heart to them..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;they really did..*looks down*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;don't kidnap my heart if you want to cheat it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434359265886370317-8811639199074004451?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/8811639199074004451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=8811639199074004451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/8811639199074004451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/8811639199074004451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/06/more-than-words.html' title='more than words..'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2803/4289790843_74a7179166_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-6017029739878442753</id><published>2010-06-12T15:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T15:25:39.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>teary eyes..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.showwallpaper.com/wallpaper/0908/033602.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hello tears and tissues..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;currently waiting for Mummy to get out from the toilet..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i really need to pom pom..*smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but, had breakfast already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ahahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay, yesterday, was KSB Concert at Victoria Concert Hall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;got my fringe cut and i cried cause it sucks..*sad*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went crib, quickly got ready and realise my fringe was nice..*big smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;met Faizah at Yew Tee MRT around 4.45pm and headed off..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;around 5.30pm, reached City Hall and window-shopped for a while..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then decided to head to VCH..*big smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;walked around Esplanade and Merlion..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;soon, realised that we're in the middle of nowhere..*wonders*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;walked to Raffles City and searched for VCH..no luck&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then, there's this one kind lady who showed us the way..*laughs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;reached VCH, saw Bro Irfan and cliques..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;took pictures with Faizah and decided to go in..&lt;br /&gt;sat at the 1st level at first but, too low..wso, sat at 2nd level, just nice..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;show started..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the first half or the show was dreading, man...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;me and Faizah felt like sleeping..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then, 2o mins interval, i walked around the hall looking for Joel..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;finally saw him, sitting on his friend..*laughs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;show resume, we we're freshened..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;especially during the " tribute to Michael Jackson "..*big smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after the show ended with Bad Romance by Lady Gaga, headed downstairs..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;met up with Faizah's sister and friends..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;smsed Joel, wanted to meet him, but, he replied late..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i was already on the way to the MRT..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;arrived at Farrer Park at 10.15pm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;waited for Mummy and friends..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had dinner and stuffs..*yawns*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;reached crib around 12.14am..*looks down*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;one of my contact lens flow down the sink! *cries*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;slept at 3am..don't know why..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;today, i guese i'll be slacking at crib..&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/4434359265886370317-6017029739878442753?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/6017029739878442753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=6017029739878442753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/6017029739878442753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/6017029739878442753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/06/teary-eyes.html' title='teary eyes..'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-3810300929423422505</id><published>2010-06-07T23:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T00:32:27.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>terribly missing you..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TA0YN8k6nWI/AAAAAAAAAJg/l0_nj9o-S4w/s1600/2010-05-17-64992.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480062949458091362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TA0YN8k6nWI/AAAAAAAAAJg/l0_nj9o-S4w/s400/2010-05-17-64992.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" albatrooss's camwhoring at my crib "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TA0YNfEU2zI/AAAAAAAAAJY/vlg3gNUxAEc/s1600/2010-05-17-13600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480062941536770866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/TA0YNfEU2zI/AAAAAAAAAJY/vlg3gNUxAEc/s400/2010-05-17-13600.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" my 9-years-best-friend "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hello my dearest bloggy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;currently stressing out on assignments, badly..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, back from Bintan Island last Friday, and gosh, miss you alot..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, here's a simple re-cap on what was done there..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Day 1:&lt;br /&gt;woke up, got ready, Mummy and Daddy drove me there..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;around 8++am, reached immediately after the rest reached..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;waited for ferry while talking with Paikia and took pictures..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;arrived at Bintan Island, splitted into two groups &amp;amp; went up the tour bus provided..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;toured around the city, took pictures and " admire " the place..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went to Museum, then had a " funny " lunch..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sat with Syah, Shake and the rest of the boys, did'nt notice we're the only girls..&lt;br /&gt;basically, we kept insulting Yaasin's curly hair..*laughs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then, took small boat to another Island, to see a Mosque made of white eggs..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the boat ride made me sleepy somehow..*yawns*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, toured around the Island, cemetery and villages..*shivers*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;me and Syah saw two chickens farking! *laughs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we were soo tired and begged to check-in the hotel, and Mr Zainal agreed..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i shared a room with Syah, at the 1st level, same as, Wan and Syaf 's room..&lt;br /&gt;so, we were going to each other's room while our partners bathed..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well, the three of us bathed except for Syah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then, around 7.30pm, gathered at lobby and had bouffet dinner at hotel..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;soon, gathered at the lounge and sang along w the performers..*smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;around 9pm, went to the Minimart, opp hotel..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we had fun, just by crossing the road, chaotic man!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then, Mr Zainal gave us 15mins to shop, and i was like, are you kidding me??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, me and Syah ended up with two tops each..and tidbits..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;tried our clothes went we entered our room..and walked a runaway..*laughs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;called Shake and Haziqah's room to come to our's at 10pm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, when they arrive, almost kenna caught by Mr Zainal, who sleeps next door..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then, Wan and Syaf came and we watched Drop Dead Diva nad Kung Fu Panda..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;at last, me and Syah were stucked at WanH and Solihin's connecting room..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;until 4++am, Luqman send us to our room and Syah slept while i stayed up..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Day 2:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;woke up and quickly bathed, cause we're almost late..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;luckily we packed our bags in the morning..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, dragged ourselfs to move..we were like pandas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, after breakfast, while waiting for teachers..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;me and Syah slept at the lobby..*big smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;around 20minutes later, headed to Bintan Radio Station..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went shopping..and headed to Singapore around 7++pm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;reached school around 8pm and Paikia greeted us there..*touched*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, today, nothing much..had IP and went to Lot 1 with Paikia and Amalina..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;met Mummy and headed back to crib..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;at night, sms Joel and got moody cause of something..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cried and cried..&lt;br /&gt;so, that's all..    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Mummy kissed me, awww...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434359265886370317-3810300929423422505?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/3810300929423422505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=3810300929423422505' title='0 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-8667017126871234372</id><published>2010-06-02T20:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T20:47:32.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one day trip..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://frank.itlab.us/photo_essays/small/feb_08_8563_tanah_merah_ferry_terminal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 420px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 263px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://frank.itlab.us/photo_essays/small/feb_08_8563_tanah_merah_ferry_terminal.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" tanah merah ferry terminal "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hello luggages and bags.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;currently thinking about what i've missed in my packing list..*wonders*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, today, woke up around 8++am..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;pom pom-ed and still sleepy, cause talked on cells with Joel until 2.00am..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Paikia came and we made subways..*big smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ate while watching Sesame Street..and realised it was 10am!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;chiong to school and alot of people say Miss V havent come..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;waited....then, had Math IP with Miss V at 4H classroom..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went to YTP with Paikia, Faizah and Keli..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;me and Paikia went window-shopping while they went to MacD for lunch..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;walked around the Pasar Malam and Paikia bought us bottle cokes, thanks love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i meant, she LOVES to blanja me..and i'm soo touched..*smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, she also bought us friendship-bands-with-our-names-on-it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then, meet Faizah and Keli at MacD and slacked for a while..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;that's when, Keli accidently DROP my cell..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i was like, * staring at cell with my jaw dropped *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well, it ALWAYS happens..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;a few minutes later, headed to Faizah's crib, something happened along the way..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we saw a cat which looked funny, the stomach was moving rapidly up and down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Faizah said that it wanted to give birth..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;suddenly, it vomitted! *shivers*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i went like, " EWwwwwww! Aaaahhhh! "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;while Faizah was laughing like nothing happened..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;until we reach her crib, i was still disgusted..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ate some food at her crib and watched a few shows..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;smsed Mummy that i was on the way to cribby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and walked exactly 15 minutes until my doorstep..coolio-zay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then, slept for 10 minutes, pom pom-ed and prayed..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;until now, still packing while using the computer..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;tonight have to sleep early, and ya, will be gone for a day..*laughs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;gonna update on Friday, maybe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;toodle noodles! *waves* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;gonna miss you, for a day..&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/4434359265886370317-8667017126871234372?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/8667017126871234372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=8667017126871234372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/8667017126871234372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/8667017126871234372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/06/one-day-trip.html' title='one day trip..'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-1251957143428389504</id><published>2010-06-02T00:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T01:07:44.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>be happy..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hello smiles and laughters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;currently alone in my living room..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i mean, it's like 1.02am..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, today, nothing much, woke up around 10++am..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;pom pom and went to MacD with Syah, after her AMath..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then, headed to my crib and discussed about SS project..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well, i haven't done any research, yet..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it's very late ya'know..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;plus, i'm bored and tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;tomorrow, having Math IP with Miss V.*smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, smsed the rest about the IP tomorrow..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;gosh, how am i suppose to forget you when you kept appearing in my life, boy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;tell me how? *sighs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after IP, maybe going for Magnum with Paikia..*big smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and yah, soo sorry Joel, didn't realise you called..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i was watching Iron Man with Daddy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;call me if you're awake(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;goodnyte people..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;boy, i just can't forget you.&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/4434359265886370317-1251957143428389504?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/1251957143428389504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=1251957143428389504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/1251957143428389504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/1251957143428389504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/06/be-happy.html' title='be happy..'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-4069398180446245926</id><published>2010-05-31T22:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T23:41:27.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>packed-unperfect-holiday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;hello flights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;currently wondering about some stuff, mostly homeworks..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i mean, there are like, too many homeworks and projects!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;geesh. i feel like, throwing them out of my window..which i can't =.="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;so, today, had Chemistry Ip around 1.00pm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;woke up at 11.11am, pom pom veli fast cause Syah arrived at my crib..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;gave her holiday assignments and report book..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;ate breakfast at Myra's Subs..*smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;chit chat here and there, got ready and headed to school..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;reached container c7, Miss Tan was revising on chemical equations..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i sat beside Ketot and infront of Joel and on the right was nobody..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;along the revisions, i realised someone was throwing erasers at my head..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;like i've guesed, who would do that, except for Joel, ryte?*laughs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;flicked him, and it was a hard flick, i was amazed by myself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;then, labeled, CPG, CrazyPajamasGirl by Casserper..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;IP ended, walked with Joel to green table and headed seperate ways..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;me and Syah wanted to go gym, but decide to have shaved ice first..*big smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;walked through Limbang Park, met my ex, Amali..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;well, talked for less than 10 minutes and went off..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;he waved and i waved back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;had shaved ice and window-shopped around Yew Tee Point..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;the only shop we stayed for a long time was, Comic's Connection..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;for what? K-Pop of course!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;at gym, it was soo packed! around 1555..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i felt very very awkward, with guys having their eyes on me..*shivers*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;eventhough it always happens, i still feel uncomfortable..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;so, i stick close to Syah, for "protection"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;around 4.35pm, Araf smsed me to meet, for his capo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;gave him the capo and headed back to gym..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;around 5.25pm, walked back towards my crib, stopped at 7-11 for drinks..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;pei Syah at bus-stop until the bus came, laughing all the way..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;talking about, what happen if we were selected to audition at Korea..*laughs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;continued until she reached her crib, through sms..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;skipped dinner and watched tv until felt like sleeping..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;and now, finally, using the computer..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;well, hope i won't stay up that late, like yesterday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;thought of going to Myratopia after calling with joel, around 2++am..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;but, Casper continued to sms me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;until around 2.20am, i dozed off..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;okay, currently smsing Joel..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;goodnyte sweetlings..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434359265886370317-4069398180446245926?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/4069398180446245926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=4069398180446245926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/4069398180446245926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/4069398180446245926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/05/packed-unperfect-holiday.html' title='packed-unperfect-holiday'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-643057496441367209</id><published>2010-05-29T18:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T18:30:17.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>vesak day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.impawards.com/2010/posters/shrek_forever_after.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 374px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.impawards.com/2010/posters/shrek_forever_after.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" titled : Shrek Forever After "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;hello ogres.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;currently watching Bigbang's MV and lyrics..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;well, nothing much today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;slacked at crib while siblings go religious class..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;and ya, Mummy cooking prawn oats..*smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;anyway, let me tell you about my outing on Vesak Day, okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;YESTERDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;woke up around 10++am..wacthed tv and stuffs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Daddy wanted to go swimming..but, the weather changed..*sad*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; we took turns deciding on what to do, so, i suggest we watch a movie..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;everyone agreed to watch Shrek Forver After.*big smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;around 7++pm, headed to Jurong Point and booked our movie seats, at 11.35pm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;so, had dinner and desserts..yummy-licious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;window-shopped here and there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i was upset cause we did'nt go to Uncle Ozzie and Auntie Sara's crib..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;so, i could'nt meet Naditya, their new-born baby..*cries*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i don't know why, i loved him alot, already..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;headed to arcade, and played a few games..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i thought it was already 11++pm or someting..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;it was not even 11pm yet! so, browsed all the games..*dreads*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;finally, due to my anxiety, we went in the theater earlier..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;throughout the movie, i smsed Joel..*smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;well, i knew he was tired, but he just won't go to sleep..cute ryte?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;missed his " kentang " face..*laughs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;movie ended around 1.03am..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;dreaded to the car, and 15 minutes later, we reached crib..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;and Joel slept already, i think...*wonders* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i guese that's all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;hmms, having a date with Paikia on Monday, after chemistry IP..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;ouh ya, what time does it ends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;ogres are nice creatures..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434359265886370317-643057496441367209?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/643057496441367209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=643057496441367209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/643057496441367209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/643057496441367209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/05/vesak-day.html' title='vesak day.'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-4661123575467162987</id><published>2010-05-27T19:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T19:47:22.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>big bang addict.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i304.photobucket.com/albums/nn164/mydae_89/board/bas_bigbang1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 293px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 421px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i304.photobucket.com/albums/nn164/mydae_89/board/bas_bigbang1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;" my addiction "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/S_5VJ7O3JdI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Mwg9AuhKu_k/s1600/DSC01676.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 388px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475907825936311762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/S_5VJ7O3JdI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Mwg9AuhKu_k/s400/DSC01676.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" last day of school. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Hello addictions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;currently reading the bigbang's bio's and stuffs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i meant, it's soo fascinating..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;and ya, i finished watching their 10-episode documentary..*smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;anyway, today, nothing much as school ended for the term..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;holidays starts, including assignments and shits..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;gonna tackle them soon..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;[ YESTERDAY ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;since it was the last day of school, i brought my baby, vintage, to school..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;there were six of us, in total, who brought guitars..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;and we jammed, throughout the day..fun-zay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;then, during PE, played badminton and then bounced the big ball and basketball.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;after PE, my face hurts, soo badly..so, smsed Mummy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;she told me to see the doctor, so i did..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;before heading back to school, went crib to get some money cause i left my wallet in class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;bought two lollies, supposingly for Joel and Paikia, since they want it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;headed back to school, my forehead burning!*cries*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;reached class, they were just arranging the furnitures, so i sat down.&lt;br /&gt;gave one lolli to Paikia, and searched for Joel..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;he was sitting in front, i wondered if he even noticed that i was searching for him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i don't know why, my mood dropped..until dismissal..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;wanted to say goodbye to Joel, but could'nt find him..*more sad*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;then, walked with Paikia to crib..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;my heart felt soo empty, Paikia went to meet Amalina while i rest at crib..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;finally, i decided not to go out w her and smsed her that i've got no mood..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;she came to my crib and asked why, i just said i was tired..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i was actually very very down..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;went to Lot 1 and she treat me lunch..*big smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;ate Ban Mian, she got addicted to it, because of me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;talked and talked, Nana and Lish joined for a while..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;window-shopped here and there..that's when i saw this adorable baby sylvester!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;asked Paikia to take a picture, it was soo cute, seriously..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;went to pet shop at basement, where Paikia ACCIDENTLY touch a pig's ear..*laughs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;head to Kiddy Palace, baby's section and brought soem baby food, we just love them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;back to my crib to watch Bandslam..while eating the babyfood..yummy-zay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;at night, Daddy talked to me about my poor results, i cried badly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;smsed Joel, but, he was tired..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;[ ouh ya, thank you Jamus for cheering me up the last two days. ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i guese that's all?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;my question today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;why do guys  leave me when i open my heart to them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434359265886370317-4661123575467162987?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/4661123575467162987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=4661123575467162987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/4661123575467162987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/4661123575467162987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/05/big-bang-addict.html' title='big bang addict.'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i304.photobucket.com/albums/nn164/mydae_89/board/th_bas_bigbang1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-2913853851884980177</id><published>2010-05-23T18:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T19:08:21.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crib crib crib..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hello tv, psp and comfy bed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;currently waiting for maid to get my spaghetti ready..yummy-zay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'm soo hungary..*sad*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, today, woke up around 1pm..by Daddy's " surprise "..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;he shocked me to death! then i cry..*looks down* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Daddy comfort me and giave me a kiss..but i continued to cry..*laughs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had breakfast, Mumm and Daddy went off to market..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;first time i never go! cause need to help Sister finish her artwork..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;got engrossed in her work that i did'nt realise i was the one doing it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well, my hard work did paid off! *claps*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then, pom pomed and prayed..then, i cried cause of something..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;a few minutes later sms Joel, Aisyah and Nurin..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well, someone's in big surprise tomorrow..*eyebrows up and down*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay, i want eat spaghetti yum yum..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;toodles noodles! *big smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;i love you.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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crib..'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-3046354377753081790</id><published>2010-05-22T23:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T00:38:16.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mayday outing with family.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;Hello balloons and prizes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;currently downloading more of Bigbag's songs..*big smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, let's talk about my day, okay?&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 9am, snoozed my alarm ad went back to la la land..&lt;br /&gt;then, around 11am, woke up again, ate breakfast and watch tv.&lt;br /&gt;around 2++pm, whole family got ready to and headed to downtown east.&lt;br /&gt;reached around 4.15pm, walked to D-Marquee.&lt;br /&gt;while Sister and Brother lined up for this shooting game.&lt;br /&gt;me, Mummy and Daddy played guese-the-song-title-game..&lt;br /&gt;and got 3 free ice-bumper-car ride tickets..*claps*&lt;br /&gt;so, played the sooting game, it was fun-zay!&lt;br /&gt;well, i just stayed behind the walls, and died 3 times..&lt;br /&gt;why? i was using cannon..as in, i must reload everytime i shoot..&lt;br /&gt;Brother and Sister were using machine guns..not fair..*pouts*&lt;br /&gt;overall, it reminded me of Blackshot, but its 3D..&lt;br /&gt;had late lunch at foodcourt, together with desserts..yummy-zay!&lt;br /&gt;dragged to Escape Theme Park, it was 6++pm..&lt;br /&gt;well, it's been a long time since i went there..which was when i'm 6 years old?&lt;br /&gt;not much difference though..i think it got smaller..&lt;br /&gt;1stly, Mummy and Daddy dragged us into the haunted crib..&lt;br /&gt;Brother was covering his ears, eyes and holding to Mummy..&lt;br /&gt;while Sister was holding to Daddy, i walked in between them..&lt;br /&gt;got very very scared and hold Mummy's hand, it did'nt help a single bit!&lt;br /&gt;i ran to Daddy, and hugged him..well, he is the man of our family..&lt;br /&gt;then trailed around the crib, passing disgusting fake-dead-bodies..&lt;br /&gt;suddenly, there's this one corner which was dark,when we walked pass, a ghost came out!&lt;br /&gt;i screamed superbly loud and could'nt move..&lt;br /&gt;Daddy just dragged me until the " EXIT " ..and i was like, phew!&lt;br /&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;br /&gt;played Carnival Games and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;lined up for water-bumper-boat, for like, 30 minutes?&lt;br /&gt;in the end, got terribly wet..my scarf, shirt and pants..&lt;br /&gt;shivered all the way to the Mall..&lt;br /&gt;walked here and there, then to the ice-bumper-car..&lt;br /&gt;it was under maintenance, in 10 minutes..&lt;br /&gt;while waiting, tried the 2-seater megacoaster?&lt;br /&gt;the one, where you seat and the big screen inf ront and your seat will move?&lt;br /&gt;LOL..Daddy and Brother tried the Grandprix while Sister and Me tried the Superstition.&lt;br /&gt;ghost again? regret, regret, regret...&lt;br /&gt;well, it was fun though..*crook smile*&lt;br /&gt;then, played bumper car as a family, it was coolio-zay!&lt;br /&gt;well, it's controled by wind, on ice! *gasps*&lt;br /&gt;it lasted 7mins and cost $5 per person..cheap ryte?&lt;br /&gt;so, walked to carpark and i don't know where we headed cause i was sleeping..&lt;br /&gt;until reached crib, i woke up..ate late dinner, 30 minutes ago?&lt;br /&gt;and now, blogging while talking to Joel..&lt;br /&gt;he wat's to play Blackshot with me..&lt;br /&gt;sigh, i wonder when i can have FULL FREEDOM of computer..&lt;br /&gt;nevermind..it's called life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;JUST FORGET ABOUT ME, DUDE.&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/4434359265886370317-3046354377753081790?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/3046354377753081790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=3046354377753081790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/3046354377753081790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/3046354377753081790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/05/mayday-outing-with-family.html' title='mayday outing with family.'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-8562583859620652012</id><published>2010-05-21T20:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T21:04:39.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>slacking day in school..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hello peeps&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;currently watching tv and downloading songs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;bigbang's songs of course..*smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;anyway, school was great today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;although i came late, saw the NPCC's presentation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;when entered the class, i was shocked to see only 1/4 of the class present..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;had experiments during Chemistry..it was fun-zay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;with Mairah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;pang Joel along the way cause he did alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Jeremy and Wei Ming did shits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;so, during Math, went to Tiara's class, where she revealed my worst weakness..*sad*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Miss Thng's class and Miss Vanitha's were combined, to watch Avatar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;well, i kinda got sleepy, and slept..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Nyehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Geography was normal, 15 mins of briefing and early recess..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;after recess, it was all slackings! with Joel, Mairah, Syakirah, Syah, Faizah and Yaasin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;firstly, played hand games, Vampire and ABC with Aisyah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;got interrupted by Yaasin while Syakirah and Mairah were enjoying themselves..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;then, played scissors-paper-stone-sort-of-hitting-game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Aisyah challenged Yaasin while i challenged Joel..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;well, his palms were sweaty, but i sort of hit him too hard..dui bu qi Joel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;then, i VS Yaasin, i almost cried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;then, everyone bullied me! by my weakness..*cries* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i was trying to be strong but, its called weakness, ryte?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;played Heart-Attack with Yaasin, Syah, Joel and Faizah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;my hand was half blued-blacked, so, i tried my best not to get hit..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Joel dear protected me, cause my hands were always under his, and he did'nt move..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i was touched, yup..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;played laughingSLASHno-scolding-vulgar game..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;they bullied me, but ended up laughing themselves..bodoh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;after school accompanied Syah to canteen, she has NPCC SYF training.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;talked here and there with Joel and Jack at canteen..then they went off..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;5 minutes later, i went of to gym with, accompanied by Jack Lee..*big smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;well, i was alone and he just taped me and walked with me until the complex..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;talking about school and education..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;worked out, Paikia bought green tea! *wide smile*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;around 3.32pm, went to my crib and ate late lunch..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;played computer, found this Asylum 626, it was superbly scary!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Paikia cried when we played hotel 626,i was laughing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;and it was her idea to play it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i cheered her up by showing her funny videos..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i was soo kanchiong-ing that i typed outube.com..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;and BAM ! porn web came out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;we were like " AHHHHH ! ! " .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i shut the web and looked at Paikia who was crying more while i was stunned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;we looked as if we saw a ghost dancing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;then i re-typed, y-o-u-t-u-b-e..watched Avatar deleted scenes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;laugh our asses off! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;watched Naruto, i ACCIDENTLY got her hook to it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;well, i got people hooked up on stuffs, its just me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;tomorrow going WWW. Wild de Wild de Wet..*cheers* good part..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;bad part, no school..gonna miss the rest..especially Joel's funny face..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;gonna pick up Daddy at airport..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;okay, i shall end here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;FARKED UP LA !&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/4434359265886370317-8562583859620652012?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/8562583859620652012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=8562583859620652012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/8562583859620652012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/8562583859620652012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/05/slacking-day-in-school.html' title='slacking day in school..'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-4346600064470871750</id><published>2010-05-20T23:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T00:02:27.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>excursion to Changi Naval Base.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://xtemujin.files.wordpress.com/2010/02/15728_380387881058_276015381058_4259859_4296722_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 287px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://xtemujin.files.wordpress.com/2010/02/15728_380387881058_276015381058_4259859_4296722_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" Navy Open House "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Hello ships and submarines..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;currently looking at the Navy Open House photos the geeks took.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;well, basically, had a Fieldtrip to Changi Naval Base.it was superbly cool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;well, before that, had class as usual, until 1150am..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;headed to Changi around 12++pm in SMRT Buses provided by the Navy, very chaotic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i meant, everyone was sitting randomly all over the bus..i sat wih Aisyah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;around 1++pm, reached the Naval base and had long qeeues here and there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;1stly, lined up for LAX..saw alot of International Toiilet Education students..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;then, headed to the ships, and had to qeeue up again, for about 30 mins..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;we all camwhored to pass the time..it was freaking hot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;took pictures with Paikia, Aisyah, Casper, Irfan and more..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;finally, quarter of us got to go up to the ship..it was soo exciting! and very scary..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;so, i hold on to Joel for support..i know i'm weird..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i was very scared to get pushed while the guide explained to us about the ship..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;we even got to try the lazer gun..*big smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;anyway, we all support Miss Low and Mdm Chithira to try the gun..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Marcus even said, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;" Mdm Chithira! if you shoot the thing hor, i will pay attention in your lesson! "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Joel said, " If you get it, we will arrange our tables and chairs in order everyday! "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;too bad she missed..kwang kwang kwang..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;well, i nearly fainted for a while after seeing CG's hand bleeding..*shivers*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Ketot and Mdm Chithira brought me to the shelter, i was like in daze..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;and kept saying, " blood, blooood, blooood, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;a few minutes later, caught up with the others and headed seperate ways..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;me, Ketot, Aisyah, Jeremy, Yaasin and Joel were walking together at first..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;walked different ways after the first carnival station..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;then, met up again at the WII Station..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i laughed my ass off watching Jeremy and Joel playing 100-pin bowling..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;seriously, joel anyhow swing the controller and he striked..*laughs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;then, played 3-pointer basketball..took turns since there was only 2 controllers..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;then, met up at the same place by 5pm, as our mentors had told us..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;we were delayed by CG, Marcus and Sylvestor..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;ended up the only NA class there..the rest were on their way home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;around 5.40pm, after taking class phto, queued up..again, for the bus..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;followed anxiously, all looking so tired but had smiles on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;we kept each other enteretained while waiting..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;well, i was bullied by Yaasin and Jeremy while Joel made me laugh..*big smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Ketot kenna bully by the ITE guy..she called me cause i was at the front.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i went to her, stared at the ITE guy, then he was like, smiling..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;stupid or what? then, he when back to his friends..*shivers*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;they looked like those despos which i hated soo much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;7.04pm, our bus arrived.we were like, FINALLY ! rushed to fill up the bus..&lt;br /&gt;sat with Joel this time, then, listened to his cell songs while watching him play my psp..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i was trying my best not sleep and throw up at the same time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;but when i looked away, i looked back at the screen..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;then, i wore my hoodie to avoid cold sweat..i was really felling sick..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;[ FAST FOWARD ] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;the bus driver turned out the lights..it was coolio-zay! well, i was scared at first though..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i tried to play the psp when Joel passed to me, i was very giddy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;luckily reaching school soon..so, i just lean on the window..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;reached school, i got farked up..then said goodbye to Irfan and cliques..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;then walked with Paikia and Amalina..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;reached crib..felt like vegetable..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;pom pom, ate and fought with Brother, sigh..and finally use the computer..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i guese that's all, goodnights!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;picking up Daddy from airport tomorrow..at 12 midnight..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;FORGET ABOUT ME, DUDE.&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/4434359265886370317-4346600064470871750?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/4346600064470871750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=4346600064470871750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/4346600064470871750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/4346600064470871750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/05/excursion-to-changi-naval-base.html' title='excursion to Changi Naval Base.'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-8699279774349148909</id><published>2010-05-19T19:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T20:58:57.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my type of guy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/S_PTo4Qr_tI/AAAAAAAAAI4/tI7W5fuuzbc/s1600/2010-05-17-70780.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472950671435890386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/S_PTo4Qr_tI/AAAAAAAAAI4/tI7W5fuuzbc/s320/2010-05-17-70780.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;" albatross.. "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hello sunshines..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;lately, i've been thinking..what is my type of an ideal guy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well, not only that, alot have been asking me too..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;like, " Myra, what kind of guys you like? "etc, etc, etc .. here's my answer..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. i like guys who's a gentleman..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. a guy who knows how to cheer me up, entertain me and make me happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. a guy who dose not smoke..please&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4. a guy who cares about studies and educations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5. a true guy who really cares about me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6. a guy who's always there when i need an listening ear, a shoulder to cry on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;7. a guy who can atleast play an instrument, especially piano.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;8. can sing..it really touches my heart when a guy sing to me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;9. what do i look for? the heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;10. honesty is the key to long last relationship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay, there you have it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;now, watching Zack&amp;amp;Cody and listening to koe wo kikasete by Bigbang..*melts*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it made me go gaga! *laughs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i LOVE taeyang deeply..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, school was school..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;slacked all day..well, slept in two periods of Math..went through Malay paper..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then, played guitar at 3H cause PE was a free period..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after recess, went through English paper..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had 2 free periods of physics, and there was no relief teacher during the 2nd period.woots!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, Joel, Yaasin, Aisyah, Jeremy and me was laughing our asses off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;kenna scolded 2 times by Miss Farizah cause of our noise level..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2nd period, turned out almost all the lights and the back door..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;watched videos and took photos..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i kept on putting my hoodie on Joel..he looked so cute! *big smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after school, wwalked to Limbang with them and Paikia..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;halfway, stopped near the minimart and looked at 3 adorable kittens..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i carried one and it kept crawling all over me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;plus, i was wearing PE shirt, so it was easy for it to hung on..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i don't know why, i never got scratched by a cat or kitten before..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Paikia kenna scratch, ouchy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;headed to Limbang with Yaasin and Joel..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;me and Paikia went in the Takara Pet Shop while they buy their sweetalks..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;there was a german shepherds' dog..*screams*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;felt like want to touch it but it was in the grooming room..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well, i still prefer Pinky, Joel's dog..miss her though..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;headed our seperate ways, Paikia and me ate Magnum..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;everywhere she went, its like she's carrying an IPhone, imeant..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;everyone was like, " wow! Magnum Gold sey ! " .. awkward..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ FAST FOWARD ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Syah went to my crib after her A-Math to slack..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;played KaraokeParty, and took turns to sing..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;meanwhile i pom pom-ed and polish Mummy's bowling ball.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;around 5.28pm..headed to school with Tiara and her boify and Hakim..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ FAST FOWARD ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;supposed to follow Mummy to the bowling alley, but she went off first..=.="&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;reached crib, ate dinner at 7pm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and until now, using computer and replaying this song over and over again.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;i'm not threatened by you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434359265886370317-8699279774349148909?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/8699279774349148909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=8699279774349148909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/8699279774349148909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/8699279774349148909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-type-of-guy.html' title='my type of guy?'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/S_PTo4Qr_tI/AAAAAAAAAI4/tI7W5fuuzbc/s72-c/2010-05-17-70780.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-824775525037061176</id><published>2010-05-18T19:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T20:03:59.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>taeyang dear!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://aleevita.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 359px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 495px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://aleevita.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" birthday boy "&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hello taeyang lovers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;currently looking at Taeyang's Birthday photos..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;its soo fun-zay! the cake and all..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TAEYANG&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;saranghaeyo !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;really want him to come to Singapore..*wonders*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, school was school..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;got ALL the results..*looks down*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;easy saying, i failed ALL except for Malay and d&amp;amp;t..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sigh..i've never did that bad before..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the maximum number of subjects i usually would fail, is only one..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i cried alot in class..cried on Paikia's shoulder..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then, i don't know why, i got soo angry..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but, kor Irfan cheered me up..with his adorably sad face..*laughs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after school, headed to gym with Tiara, Syah and Paikia..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;send Tiara to bus-stop and headed to gym..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;worked out soo much while smsing Joel..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;he was very moody cause of his results, tried to cheer him up, failed..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Syah told me to relax cause i got upset.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;until 3++pm..i forgot that i was suppose to hand in Design Journal..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i was like..ohhmegosh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went to Limbang and then to my crib..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;made Subway's and got crazy in my purple crib..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Paikia took a video of it..*laughs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;webcamed for a few minutes, then Paikia needed to go..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, send her to the staircase while ma and Syah headed to school to send the DJ's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;around 6++pm, saw Guan Guan and Kamho..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;followed by Si Xian, Shi Min and Pei Ling..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Miss Ng was about to go out, she said, don't worry, i'll mark it tomorrow..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then, walked back to my crib with Yaasin and his basketball mates..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;teased him and his friends..as a result, i kenna trip..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;damn you !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;reached my crib, played hotel 626..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;around 645pm, send Syah to the bus stop..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;now, i still haven't pom pom..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;listening to Bigbang's songs..paying close attention to Taeyang..*melts*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;its not too late to buck up..&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/4434359265886370317-824775525037061176?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/824775525037061176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=824775525037061176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/824775525037061176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/824775525037061176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/05/taeyang-dear.html' title='taeyang dear!'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-7176374201026845905</id><published>2010-05-17T21:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T22:27:12.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>long re-united bestfriend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hello bestfriends&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;currently eating baby strawberries..&lt;br /&gt;yum yum!&lt;br /&gt;you know how much i LOVE strawberries!&lt;br /&gt;especially dunked with chocolate..*licks lips*&lt;br /&gt;everytime when we're at picnic.CONFIRM Mummy will buy for me^^&lt;br /&gt;so, anyway, school was fun-zay! cause we had Coach Earnest for our Leadership Workshop.&lt;br /&gt;he was superbly coolio-zay.&lt;br /&gt;had fun soo fun..okay, don't know what i saying..&lt;br /&gt;before that,  got back d&amp;amp;t and humanities' results..&lt;br /&gt;one word to describe.." upsetting ", i nearly cried..&lt;br /&gt;but, told myself.." Myra, can you atleast don't cry for these year's results? "&lt;br /&gt;why? cause EVERY year, i cried, badly..&lt;br /&gt;well, now, all the results i received so far, all FAILED..&lt;br /&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;br /&gt;after school, slacked with Aisyah at my crib..&lt;br /&gt;firstly, watched BOHSIA, translation, SLUTS..&lt;br /&gt;a Malaysian Drama..a very " night life " movie.&lt;br /&gt;so, watched it, then, Daddy came home..&lt;br /&gt;me, Aisyah and Brother send him until the carpark, he's going to Phillipines, again..&lt;br /&gt;so, after the movie, around 6++pm, played Hotel626..*shivers*&lt;br /&gt;our photo was bloody funny-zay!&lt;br /&gt;then, listened to Korean music and webcamed like char bo..&lt;br /&gt;you know, i did'nt expect us to be close like we used to be..&lt;br /&gt;in primary school..when we first met, primary 1, soo young and naive..&lt;br /&gt;and very very playful? no doubt..&lt;br /&gt;webcamed and changed music everytime it ends, until 7++pm..&lt;br /&gt;send her to the lift lobby and i went to pom pom..*big smiles*&lt;br /&gt;now, stucked at lappy..*laughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1 more day to Taeyang-baby's birthday&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434359265886370317-7176374201026845905?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/7176374201026845905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=7176374201026845905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/7176374201026845905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/7176374201026845905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/05/long-re-united-bestfriend.html' title='long re-united bestfriend.'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-7404517658161329754</id><published>2010-05-17T00:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T00:02:35.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;I MISS YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;love taeyang..*smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434359265886370317-7404517658161329754?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/7404517658161329754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=7404517658161329754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/7404517658161329754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/7404517658161329754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-miss-you.html' title=''/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-2216339970470421560</id><published>2010-05-14T22:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T15:30:56.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fun with games?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hello shooters&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;currently waiting for Daddy to come home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;for blackshot..*laughs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;yesterday, waited for Jeremy to play, but he went to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;anyway, i'm trying my best not to get addicted to that game..*smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;which i think i'm gonna fail..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;so, yesterday, school was, boring..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;with talks and presentations, about self-awareness, fieldtrips and promotions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;well, the promoting to sec 5 talk really crept the hell out of me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;seriously, anyone of us coyuld end up in ITE..yikes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;must really buck up on my studies..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;after the talks, went back to class as per normal timetable..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;in my case, its English.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;so, Mdm Chithira gave out the bad-to-worst-English-paper..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;it was quite surprising..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;well, atleast we all did our best..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;after dismissal, when to MacD with Paikia and Amalina..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;then, went back to my crib, changed and headed to Joel's crib..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;he did'nt came to school, so, i took some notifications for him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;taught me how to play Balckshot..i find it very easy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;watched PCK as it was raining..to drizzling and to raining again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i got very sleepy, and tried my best to stay awake..*laughs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;around 4pm, walked back to my crib..in the rain..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Mummy went home and said.." did you walk in the rain?! "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i just nodded..too sleepy to reply..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;pom pomed and ate lunch, played Xbox with Brother..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;then, decided to download Blackshot, cause i could'nt wait any longer to play it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;[ &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FAST FORWARD&lt;/span&gt; ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;while waiting for it to load, accompanied my maid to the phone booth to call her crib..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i was superbly bored..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;smsed Aisyah to call me, but she did'nt..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;then, Joel called, instructed me how to download Blackshot..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i was hoping that he can pei me..but i think he was busy..so, we hung up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;then, i waited like hell, under the block..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;finally i gave up and went back to my crib..having a terrible mood..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;waited for Aisyah or anyone else to sms, but there was none.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;emoed throughout the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;and now, i'm alone at home..Daddy send Brother and Sister to religious class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Mummy still haven't come back from work..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;ooh, she's late alright..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i guese that's all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434359265886370317-2216339970470421560?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/2216339970470421560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=2216339970470421560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/2216339970470421560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/2216339970470421560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/05/fun-with-games.html' title='fun with games?'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-7180024418685340098</id><published>2010-05-12T21:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T21:49:38.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hair, please grow faster ):</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/S-qp5lFIUmI/AAAAAAAAAIw/5jZ_Fx2fQsg/s1600/050509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 252px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 336px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470371504066155106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/S-qp5lFIUmI/AAAAAAAAAIw/5jZ_Fx2fQsg/s400/050509.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" miss my long hair and fringe "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/S-qp5CPQ-iI/AAAAAAAAAIo/f7Umlqhg4YQ/s1600/DSC01732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 351px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 259px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470371494713424418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/S-qp5CPQ-iI/AAAAAAAAAIo/f7Umlqhg4YQ/s400/DSC01732.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" miss my brown fringe "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hello brownies and cheesecakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;currently not in a good mood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i farking don't know why! *groans*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i've always hated being at this state..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;nevermind..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;today, 3 people woke me up..at different timings..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;firstly, Daddy woke me up at 715am, he thought that i had school as per normal..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;740am, Daddy kissed my cheek and headed to work..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;..i was awake..and tried to go back to sleep..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then, Mummy woke me up, at 745am..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;she shook me through and fro, i was like.." okay, im awake, im awake "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then she headed off to work, she was late..as usual..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, ended waking up at 801am..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;pom pom then got ready..Tiara called..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;saying that she and Nurin woke up late..but, Wan was already at MacD..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went to MacD..in search of Wan..found her with the 3NAs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then, sat at a table, chit chatted while waiting for the rest..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then Mairah and Syaf came..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ate breakfast with Wan..Tiara and Nurin came sooner..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;realised that i was the only one wearing kestral..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nurin &amp;amp; Tiara wore Alba, Syaf &amp;amp; Wan wore Nighthawk, Ketot &amp;amp; Mairah wore Rhino.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then, headed to school while smsing Joel..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;saw Sylves wearing Kestral..*laughs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;a BIGBANG coincidence..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;reached IKEA Tampines, and went off seperate ways with Tiara..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it was very chaotic ! espcially at the children's bedrooms..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;me and Tiara were pretending that its our house..*laughs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, walked here and there..sit here and there..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;around 1145am, when to the Cafe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i was fascinated..it looked a High School's Cafe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;where yu just picked up the things you wanna eat as you walk pass them..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but, decided to buy $1 hotdogs..yummy-zay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;rushed to the meeting place..prepared to be scolded..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but, ended up being the 1st 10 to reach..wth?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, waited and called the rest..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;in the bus, Yaasin pranked Kenneth using my cell..poor thing..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it was hillarious! Kenneth even called his Mum asking her about the unknown number.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;EVERYONE in the bus knows that it was my number..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;when he dialed my cell, i place the speaker on Tiara's MP4.*laughs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then, Kenneth shut his phone when Duncan and Jeremy started to prank him..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, camwhored with Tiara while listening to Taeyang's songs..*melts*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and ya, smsed Joel too(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;met Aisyah at CCK Stadium and went to the gym..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it started out soo great..*smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it was almost an hour..when this guy, asked me..in malay..translated..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;guy: hi, uhh..my friend in blue wants yor number.can?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;me: ouh..*smiles and walks away*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then, because of that, Aisyah lost her mood..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and we went to the restroom to freshen up..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;headed to the racks, the guy in blue was standing next to my bag..  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i was like, ignore him Myra..then, he asked in malay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;guy: err..what did my friend ask you just now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;me: i don't know..*smiles*..why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;guy: ouh, nothing, *looks at me then to Aisyah and back at me* you look familiar..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;me: ouh, really? *thinking*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;guy: ya, i've seen you before..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;me: ouh, are you in silat? *thought that i should'nt have asked*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;guy: no, im from TWSS, ouh, you're in silat..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Aisyah pulled me and walked away and sighs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;she told me that he was just trying to get informations about me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cause, there was no way that he would see me before..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, walked to minimart..bought drinks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then walked to Joel's crib to Sylves crib to Yaasin's crib and Jeremy's crib..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;talking about how jealous she was when a guy asked for others' people number, not hers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;when to my crib..watched Bring It On..envying the character's body..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i meant, she has six packs and preety face..*wonders*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well, guesed that's all..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;tomorrow having Inter-class games! *big smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;i HATE those kind of guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434359265886370317-7180024418685340098?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/7180024418685340098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=7180024418685340098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/7180024418685340098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/7180024418685340098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/05/hair-please-grow-faster.html' title='hair, please grow faster ):'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/S-qp5lFIUmI/AAAAAAAAAIw/5jZ_Fx2fQsg/s72-c/050509.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-3492206700552918107</id><published>2010-05-10T16:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T16:10:05.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whole day in crib.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hello yellow&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;currently viewing all portfoilio's of the Model Agencies in Singapore..&lt;br /&gt;gosh.really miss working..*cries*&lt;br /&gt;well, i realised after i quit, alot of new faces joined..&lt;br /&gt;like, Diva? Perspectives? Phantom? and Scouts? Agencies..&lt;br /&gt;i asked Mummy if i could join again, but, i don't know if she said yes or no..&lt;br /&gt;hmms, maybe, i should start cracking my brain on searching for my portfolio..&lt;br /&gt;which is lost..where did i put it or i left it at my previous agents? *wonders*&lt;br /&gt;shall ask Mummy later..&lt;br /&gt;anyway, need to tone up my body..just a little bit..&lt;br /&gt;and need to gain a little too..&lt;br /&gt;[ PS: they don't hire skinny models. ]&lt;br /&gt;unlike in America..weird..&lt;br /&gt;so, i jamed a few songs and learn a couple of new ones too..&lt;br /&gt;like? When i look at you? 7 Things? Party In The USA?&lt;br /&gt;all were soo easy..*smiles*&lt;br /&gt;and now, my fingers hurts..especially my pinky..boohoo&lt;br /&gt;well, gonna revise on d&amp;amp;t soon..&lt;br /&gt;understooded-dooded?&lt;br /&gt;oki ! chiaos !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;model or singer?&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/4434359265886370317-3492206700552918107?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/3492206700552918107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=3492206700552918107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/3492206700552918107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/3492206700552918107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/05/whole-day-in-crib.html' title='whole day in crib.'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-1545535273424962568</id><published>2010-05-08T23:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T23:51:16.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back again..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/S-WBqecxe6I/AAAAAAAAAIg/XmQtm7fngYA/s1600/P4020098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468919889239571362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/S-WBqecxe6I/AAAAAAAAAIg/XmQtm7fngYA/s400/P4020098.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" miss those times.. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hello sweeties&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it's been a long time since i updated..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well, got caught up with exams..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, it's ending soon! *claps*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;left with d&amp;amp;t..^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, today slcaked at home..*yawns*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went to gym with Mummy around 5++pm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;walked there..she was already perspiring, how cute Mummy is?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then, did work-outs..she was perspiring so badly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;while i did'nt even broke a sweat..serious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i guese that's one of the things i'm weird at..*wonders*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;only at the sixth work-outs, which is at the threadmill, i started to perspire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;like i said to Mummy, i perspire easily when i run..don't know why..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;not even 10 minutes, i've stopped using the threadmill..i got scared..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the person beside me was running at speed of 90!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, joggedSLASHwalked home while smsing Joel..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and yah, saw him in the bus..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;he claimed that he was tired until his phone felt like a dumbell..*laughs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went home, watched Spy Kids..it was soo coolio!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i know i'm childish..eherm, won't elaborate on that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well, desperately waiting for MYE results.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;must pass pass pass! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ lol. lines from Adeline Ng Ai Choo ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;good times! from last year.&lt;br /&gt;really really missed them..*sad*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay, i guese that's all?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wait..let's see what i've did this week..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt; ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had a terrible Social Studies paper..&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had Math Paper 1 and Geography..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Math was upsetting..Geography was "okay" ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went to study with Joel, Jeremy and the rest at CCK Library..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;revised Math with Joel(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went back around 7++.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;slacked at Mac with Kor Irfan, Casper and Sylvestor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went home at 8pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt; ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Math Paper 2 was more dissapointing..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i did'nt complete the paper *cries*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Physics was fine..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then, went to study at CCK Lot 1 again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hottest joke was the = blue paint + red paint?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and a student sitting with legs facing us...Jeremy saw " heaven "..*laughs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went home 7++pm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Chemistry paper was normal?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then. headed to Lot 1 and met Nurin, Paikia, Tiara and Aisyah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and ya, ate Honeydew Sago!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then slacked at library..went to Comic's Connection for Bigbang! *screams*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then, Aisyah and me had talks and walks..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;while having double chocolate frappe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;about our primary school days..missed them..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and went back to my crib..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;now, that's all..^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434359265886370317-1545535273424962568?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/1545535273424962568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=1545535273424962568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-8724624029230676004</id><published>2010-05-03T19:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T19:23:45.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>--look down--</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;S.T.U.D.Y.I.N.G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;- tomorrow is Social Studies paper..*groans*&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/4434359265886370317-8724624029230676004?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-1078436609292169868</id><published>2010-05-02T19:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T20:03:37.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Syasya, Amy and Faiqah Day !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/S91h2EfNjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/3t3BIaw7cjE/s1600/DSC00751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466633104243133762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/S91h2EfNjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/3t3BIaw7cjE/s320/DSC00751.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; " SAF : secondary 1 "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/S91h2bvMeoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/V7oo8wBgWX0/s1600/DSC00256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466633110484187778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/S91h2bvMeoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/V7oo8wBgWX0/s320/DSC00256.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;" SAF: secondary 2 "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Hello baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;currently on the phone with Tiara, watching Enchanted..*smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;anyways, today's a very special day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;it's S A F 's 2nd Anniversary&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;wow, guys..let's make it 3 years alright? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;..and then 4 and 5 and soo on..*big smiles*&lt;br /&gt;hmms, let's make a date soon okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;after exams perhaps?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;so, tomorrow there's no school..*sighs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;gonna be stucked at crib..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;confirmed plus chop..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;later going to airport, picking up Daddy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;well, that helps in calming me down.." very "..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i wished that i don't need to follow..*groans*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;plus, i have'nt got started in memorizing my SS notes! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;need to focus really hard..*tears*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;wait, i squint my eyes so tight that i cried..*laughs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Nyetnyet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;wish me luck for MYE, really need it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;okay, that's all i have for today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;to Muthu farker, please stay away from Tiara..*points finger*&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/4434359265886370317-1078436609292169868?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/1078436609292169868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=1078436609292169868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/1078436609292169868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/1078436609292169868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/05/syasya-amy-and-faiqah-day.html' title='Syasya, Amy and Faiqah Day !'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uyOSWJnCSJ4/S91h2EfNjUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/3t3BIaw7cjE/s72-c/DSC00751.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-6549185924806842216</id><published>2010-05-01T17:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T18:09:41.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pain and suffering.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hello problems&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;currently fbing and having PMS cramps! *groans*&lt;br /&gt;guese what? i woke up at 7.27am due to pain..&lt;br /&gt;could'nt sleep.&lt;br /&gt;could'nt walk.&lt;br /&gt;could'nt eat.&lt;br /&gt;grrr. i hate it..&lt;br /&gt;then i " crawled " outside and sat on the couch..&lt;br /&gt;cause i could'nt get a perfect position to sleep..damn it..&lt;br /&gt;watched Fat Albert with brother.&lt;br /&gt;slept every 10 minutes after the show..&lt;br /&gt;sleep-groan-woke up, sleep-groan-woke up..and it continues..&lt;br /&gt;finally, Mummy woke up and gave me pain killers..&lt;br /&gt;and that was all i needed..&lt;br /&gt;then, slept for 1 hour and pom pom..and ate lunch..&lt;br /&gt;Mummy went to the salon today..to get her hair a brand new look..&lt;br /&gt;she said, it was a revenge towards Daddy..*controlling tears in my eyes*&lt;br /&gt;i don't want anything to happen..&lt;br /&gt;Daddy is coming home tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;Mummy is still deciding on picking him up or not..*sighs*&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow, i would have to ask my siblings to sleep early..&lt;br /&gt;so that Mummy have privacy to confront Daddy..*fails to control tears*&lt;br /&gt;i hope, everything will be okay after tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;i still have not studied..&lt;br /&gt;i just could'nt..*cries*&lt;br /&gt;thinking about what's worse..my family, my poor younger siblings..my life&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, Joel called around 12+, i was lying on my bed, crying..&lt;br /&gt;he said that i must be mentally prepared..&lt;br /&gt;but, i just could'nt be..i'm not ready..&lt;br /&gt;why now? why?!&lt;br /&gt;i guese its fated..&lt;br /&gt;currently, everyone is shouting at each other..the 3 of us..&lt;br /&gt;if Mummy or Daddy was here, we surely get scolded..&lt;br /&gt;and, all of us are shouting, very loud..&lt;br /&gt;it just hurts me..soo much..&lt;br /&gt;why are my family bonds soo far apart?&lt;br /&gt;even worse, just now, Aliah and Shafiq fought badly..&lt;br /&gt;Aliah was holding a fork while Shafiq took out a knife..&lt;br /&gt;not a penknife..a big knife..&lt;br /&gt;and i shouted..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;" GO KILL EACH OTHER IF YOU GUYS DON'T LOVE EACH OTHER ! "&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and both of them did their own stuffs, while i just, sighsss...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;got to go..Daddy's online..keeping lookouts about him..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;if it happens, i can't do anything about it, except to watch and feel..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434359265886370317-6549185924806842216?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/6549185924806842216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=6549185924806842216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/6549185924806842216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/6549185924806842216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/05/pain-and-suffering.html' title='pain and suffering.'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-3102668740972894455</id><published>2010-04-30T21:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T22:02:05.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another day went wrong at the end.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hZxJzhIPTTg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;hd=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hZxJzhIPTTg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;" twilight saga- eclipse "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;hey.&lt;br /&gt;im currently fbing and feeling down.really down..&lt;br /&gt;today, school was okay.i had to put on a smile..&lt;br /&gt;as usual, Friday's are the best cause' it was fast.&lt;br /&gt;after bell rang, stayed in class for Physics IP.*dreading*&lt;br /&gt;when it ended, headed to bus-stop with Tiara, to send her.then, headed to MacD..&lt;br /&gt;don't know what was my motive.&lt;br /&gt;met my juniors and seniors..and slacked for less then 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;headed to crib, watched tv.when it was 2++pm, quicky pom pom and got ready.&lt;br /&gt;for? studying with Joel, Yaasin, Jeremy and Syakirah, at CCK library..&lt;br /&gt;Amani wanted to tag along, so, met her and waited for Joel at 307 bus-stop..&lt;br /&gt;i still admit that i hate public transport..*sighs*&lt;br /&gt;reached Lot1, headed to library, none of the names mentioned was there..*wonders*&lt;br /&gt;took turns to ring everyone..all claimed that they're " coming "..&lt;br /&gt;we waited outside the library like 3 idiots.from 3.15 to 4pm.&lt;br /&gt;that's when Jeremy, Yaasina and Sylvestor came..*big smiles*&lt;br /&gt;Joel and me interrogate them up and down..tehy say they're late because,&lt;br /&gt;Yaasin was waiting for Jeremy, who was bathing..&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy was all set, then rang Yaasin's crib..Yaasin said he was waiting for Sylvestor, who was bathing..*laughs*&lt;br /&gt;then, Jeremy said Yaasin was stoopid..they could have wait for Sylves under his block..&lt;br /&gt;and Yaasin said, ouh ya..&lt;br /&gt;that muthu babi..or malay pork..*laughs*&lt;br /&gt;so, they ended up blaming everything on Sylves..&lt;br /&gt;which ALWAYS happens..&lt;br /&gt;anyway, went into the library and settled at the circle place, children's section..&lt;br /&gt;a few minutes later, Paikia and Nurin joined.&lt;br /&gt;less then half an hour later, we wnet for girls' snacks break..&lt;br /&gt;came back, everyone was in a different position..&lt;br /&gt;sat beside Joel and continued to study while listening to songs with him..&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy and the rest kept bullshitting that we're flirting..&lt;br /&gt;seriously, next time, don't study with Jeremy, won't study de.more laughter!&lt;br /&gt;and it was my first time seeing Sylves studying, for real(:&lt;br /&gt;[ FAST FORWARD]&lt;br /&gt;Nurin went back to her crib while Sylves went to meet Casper, to study at limbang Mac.&lt;br /&gt;im left with the horny jokers..&lt;br /&gt;tried very hard not to laugh my ass out!&lt;br /&gt;had a " photography session " where Jeremy and Yaasin were desperados..&lt;br /&gt;taking my pictures with Joel.*smirks*&lt;br /&gt;headed to Food Culture cause they wanna eat, and Nurin joined us there..&lt;br /&gt;finally decided not to study at Limbang Mac cause the " CLIQUES " are there..&lt;br /&gt;feel soo extravaganzaa-ed..&lt;br /&gt;Yaasin went for his religious class, Nurin walked to her crib&lt;br /&gt;while Joel and Jeremy walked home with me..*smiles*&lt;br /&gt;basically, the two J's walked superbly fast and " left " me behind..soo evil..*sad*&lt;br /&gt;well, got a little bit playfullish..*laughs*&lt;br /&gt;went to Limbang and returned Sylves notes to Casper, who labled me as " Pajamas Girl " again..&lt;br /&gt;went to Sweetalk, and headed our seperate ways..&lt;br /&gt;that was'nt the end, it was 7.20pm, at the traffic light, CG appeared and asked..&lt;br /&gt;" Myra, never wear your pajamas to MacD tonight? ", and i was like " uhh...no !"&lt;br /&gt;reached crib 2 minutes later..and Mummy spoils my mood..&lt;br /&gt;she showed me pictures of Daddy at, pubs and parties..&lt;br /&gt;Mummy was totally hurt, i can see..&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to cry but, could'nt bear to, especially infront of Mummy..*cries*&lt;br /&gt;she send Daddy a confrontational message by FB..&lt;br /&gt;i cried in my heart..really did..&lt;br /&gt;but, the person whose hurt the most, is Mummy..&lt;br /&gt;she haven't taken dinner for three consecutive days..&lt;br /&gt;i did'nt took dinner for two days..and, i could'nt absorb anything i studied..&lt;br /&gt;what's worse? i did'nt studied anything just now..in the library..*tears*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;i need to hide and cry now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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end.'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-5644115844441566254</id><published>2010-04-29T21:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T22:36:03.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>broken family.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OpmcdDK8Fv0/S3v7vbpffaI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/PW_WhqpBpGQ/s400/bb1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OpmcdDK8Fv0/S3v7vbpffaI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/PW_WhqpBpGQ/s400/bb1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;" family, very happy "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;HELLO SADNESS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;currently facebooking and blogging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;nothing much to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;my mind is soo freaked up and down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i'm trying my farking best to toggle between studies and life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;but i just could'nt.*cries*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;today, i have been soo emotional..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and that's soo unlike me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i cried a few times..the only major cries i did was during Math period..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i cried in Pai's arms..was glad to..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Pai comforted me in the restroom..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;headed back to class when i was okay..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;seriosuly, i hated being emotional..just bloody hate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;alot of people tried to cheer me up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Aisyah, Casper, Jeremy, Ketot, Joel, Paikia, Irfan and others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i appreciate it guys..*smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sigh, now..im lost, and have no clue on what to do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so, after school, chased after Tiara..accidently left Joel alone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;soo sorry darling..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;then, found Tiara at the block beside school..she was crying badly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i comforted her and tried to ask why..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;but she ended up crying more..felt soo sad for her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;soon, her boify came, and took her for a private talk..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;me, Paikia, Araf, Syakirah and Ketot slacked around..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;listened to BigBang, which totally soothe the mood^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and it was almost half and hour later they had talked..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;we decided to check them out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;BUT, when we got nearer to them..[ behind a wall ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tiara was screaming and hitting the stools and staming her feet.  *shocked and worried*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;everytime she screams, my heart just hurt..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;we were like..what the fark? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and started to plan out what to do..which i cannot state it here..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so, it was 2++pm, we decided to interrupt them due to curfew..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tiara accidently vomitted while she was crying..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;gave her a hug and headed seperate ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;rang Joel when i got to my crib..cause i felt like crying..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;as usual, he cheered me up..*big smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hanged up and i slept the whole evening as it was raining..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;woke up, Mummy was yelling about Daddy again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;she suggested to me and brother about going seperate ways..*cries*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;brother was'nt paying much attention to it, but i bloody did..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i was soo upset..luckily my youngest sister was'nt at home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;she's too young to understand, pity her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sigh, i hate my family acting like this.especially when Daddy's not in town.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;still in Phillipines..*groans*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Paikia smsed me to go in my room.and i did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;but when i came out, Mummy starts blabbering about Daddy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;could this get any worse? plus, i haven't even study for the rest of MYE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;except for Math..i really need someone to keep me company..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;okay, gotta put my siblings to sleep..hopefully, i don't cry tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;goodnyte..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;no matter what happens, i'm here for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434359265886370317-5644115844441566254?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/5644115844441566254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=5644115844441566254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/5644115844441566254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/5644115844441566254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/04/broken-family.html' title='broken family.'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OpmcdDK8Fv0/S3v7vbpffaI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/PW_WhqpBpGQ/s72-c/bb1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-3993105702800820478</id><published>2010-04-29T10:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T10:33:46.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>down..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;baby am i down, down. down. down, down?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;thanks to those who have tried to cheer me(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;love you guys..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434359265886370317-3993105702800820478?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/3993105702800820478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=3993105702800820478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/3993105702800820478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/3993105702800820478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/04/down.html' title='down..'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-4256411002407512439</id><published>2010-04-27T21:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T21:54:11.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MYE finally here..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O8w7msxq_R8/SdgMeNLI-NI/AAAAAAAACgQ/EhNRaCNnVgU/s400/1208489634bigbang12my7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O8w7msxq_R8/SdgMeNLI-NI/AAAAAAAACgQ/EhNRaCNnVgU/s400/1208489634bigbang12my7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; " &lt;em&gt;BIG BANG ! *melts* &lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;HELLO dearies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;currently playing typing maniac and downloading Big Bang's videos..*smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'm also missing my baby..guitar..which is in the hands of KETOT..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;take care of it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;dui bu qi hor cause i haven't been updating these days..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Daddy did'nt allow to use computer..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well, i'm currently disobeying him..very bad..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyways, MYE started..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;means, STUDY STUDY and STUDY..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;siansation strikes everytime i start to study..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;except for Math..*smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;come on..i'm only left with one topic to revise on..graphs..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, will be covering it soon, i guese?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;today, had EL paper 1 and 2..*big smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well, i was labeled as " Pajamas Girl "..and it spread to almost the whole class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;damn you Casper Chew Chang Jun..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;before the paper..supposed to surrender our cells.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Paikia, Nurin and me did'nt..and almost got it confiscated..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;as 4 teachers, Miss Low, Mdm Chithira, Mr Botak and Ms Ang..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;did a pat-down to all of us..i felt like i've been through airport security! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;how i've escape? i threw my cell into my pencil bag..luckily it was big..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went to Joel's crib with Ketot and Paikia..and played with Pinky..his dog..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;damn cute sia! and i took pictures of him..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Pinky was so lazy so Paikia and I " jammed " on Joel's piano..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it was BIG FUN ! *big smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then, Joel gave us a "tour" around his house..ad a few photos..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;there's one where he was wearing pink! i took a picture of it..he looked soo cute! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Joel..don't blush..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;around 4++pm..bussed back to crib..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;let's have a recap on what i did..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;[ SUNDAY ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;nothing much de..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;slacked like veggie..*laughs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ouh ya..watched Korean Movie..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;followed by Chicken Little..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;halfway,accompanied Mummy to send Uncle Oz, Unty Sara and Baby Nanda to their crib..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;they borrowed our car..casue Uncle Oz just got his driving licence..*claps*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nanda was cute as ever! too bad he was sleeping..*sad*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;smsed Joel the whole trip..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after sending Uncle Oz and Family..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mummy and I went window-shopping at Jurong Point..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i ate dessert while Mummy had her dinner..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;talked about silly stuffs and laughed like nobody's business..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then, stroll here and there..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and finally headed back to crib..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;[ MONDAY ]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;26 o4 o8..we would have celebrated our 2 years..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ehemm ehemm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;school was normal normal..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i stayed back to finish up my d&amp;amp;t journal for MYE..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;there are also interruptions by Irfan and Gang..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ouhya..not forgetting the photography session of Sylvestor and Casper..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;who was holding hands..sweet ryte? *giggles* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;they left around 3++pm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;nevermind that..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i was SUPPOSED to hand in my Design Journal by 3pm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but, due to some reasons..i finished later..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;with Ketot's help of course!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;headed home and slacked..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wanted to play guitar..but lost my pick..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;smsed Joel and he said that he was at MacD with Casper and Sylves..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, went to Basic Point, "wearing pajamas"..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and Joel met me..i can see that he wanted to laugh de..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i don't know how? i finally stepped into MacD..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;when actually i die die did not want to..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then Casper ans Sylves were laughing at me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and Cas kept teasing me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, i pinched him..very very hard..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;until he bleed..*gasps*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i guese i'm just too strong? *smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then, hanged around for a while..sat with Amani and her siblings and chatted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and finally headed back to my crib..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wow! this is like the longest post i've ever typed..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;I LOVE TAE YANG&lt;/span&gt; !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434359265886370317-4256411002407512439?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/4256411002407512439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=4256411002407512439' title='0 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-7088078338358478155</id><published>2010-04-24T19:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T20:14:53.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>saturday..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hello ke'ai's&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;currently facebooking and watching Cheaper By The Dozen 2..*smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Taylor is soo cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but, not as cute as Taeyang^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, woke up around 8++am..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;freshened up and waited for Ketot and Paikia..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;around 9++am, they arrived..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;9.20am headed to school..for Math IP with Miss V..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;reached school, saw Miss V just came out of the taxi..*laughs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had IP at AVA room..from 930 until 1230..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;very fun...*big smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after IP, did a "mission" with Jia Yong, Irfan, Lymn Wei, Shake2 and Sylvestor..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;very adventurous..and scary..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cause they had to climb up the second level to go through the third..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;objective was to retrieve Shamu's cell from the locked classroom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, Lymn Wei had to climb through the window panels..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and they successfully done it..*claps*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;played basketball with Indra and Faid after that..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went back and followed Mummy to Lot 1..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;saw Lish and Nana..chatted at the escalator..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and went back..Mummy got ready for her dinner..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i want follow..boohoo*sad*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i guese that's all yea?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;toodle noodle!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434359265886370317-7088078338358478155?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/7088078338358478155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=7088078338358478155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/7088078338358478155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/7088078338358478155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/04/saturday.html' title='saturday..'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-3069478375910567013</id><published>2010-04-23T19:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T20:23:11.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friday ladey...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HELLO &lt;em&gt;mi hermanas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;currently chatting with Paikia and learning Korean Songs on guitar..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;just finished Haru Haru by Taeyang..*smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;anyway, school was normalnormal..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Tiara had an ulcer in her mouth..and she was trying her best to talk..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;how cute..*laughs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;after school slacked with her at MacD..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;then went our seperate ways..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i headed back to my crib..no one to hang with..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Joel called when i stepped into my crib..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;wanted to meet him, but i was already slacking badly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;so, ended up chatting with him on the phone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;then, had my own " spa " in my room..*big smiles* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;did my Math..and Joel called again..resumed talking to him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;it rained heavily, and the wind was superbly strong..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;talked and laughed, talked and laughed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;played computer while bro used lappy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;until now, don't know what to do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;discussing about what to wear tomorrow..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;thinking of between skinnies and shorts..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;class teeshirt or PE teeshirt.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;and plus, playing basketball tomorrow..*jumps up and down*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;gosh, haven't ate proper meal since i went back..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;gonna eat dinner soon..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Daddy still haven't call..*cries*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;missed him soo much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;sigh, mid year starting next week..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ffff;"&gt;OKAY.i want pom pom first^^&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/4434359265886370317-3069478375910567013?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/3069478375910567013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=3069478375910567013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/3069478375910567013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/3069478375910567013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/04/friday-ladey.html' title='friday ladey...'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-8521181638838429581</id><published>2010-04-22T22:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T23:06:18.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my day today..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images2.fanpop.com/images/photos/5900000/Tae-Yang-Youngbae-SOL-big-bang-5931588-470-782.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 405px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://images2.fanpop.com/images/photos/5900000/Tae-Yang-Youngbae-SOL-big-bang-5931588-470-782.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;" sol-taeyang "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hello bangers&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;currently, facebooking, youtubing and chatting with no one..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;so, school was full of laughter(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;especially during CE period..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;we were discussing about improvements to make the school better..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;well, ALOT of hillarious ideas ya'know..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;example..milo and coca-cola flavoured water cooler..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;[ 10 minutes later ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;okay, currently msging Joel and watching funny videos..*laughs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;after school, send Jia Yong, Haris and all to bus stop..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;met Nurin at MacD..and slacked..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;reached crib and went to clinic to bring Aliah see doctor..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;smsed Casper..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;then, headed to MacD and met Nurin..a few minutes of slcaking..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;then send her to carpark..and headed back to my crib..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;and did Math again^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;okay..now, need to sleep..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Daddy out of town again..to Phillipines..*sadsad*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;good night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;사랑해 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434359265886370317-8521181638838429581?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/8521181638838429581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=8521181638838429581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/8521181638838429581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/8521181638838429581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-day-today.html' title='my day today..'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-771204207380445689</id><published>2010-04-21T19:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T20:09:22.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>long day..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hello great world&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;currently facebooking and smsing Joel^^&lt;br /&gt;hmms, school was very weird..in a good kind of way..&lt;br /&gt;MAth was okay, Miss V having IP on saturday.*big smiles*&lt;br /&gt;i just LOVE Math !&lt;br /&gt;[ SKIPPED ]&lt;br /&gt;PE was G R E A T..&lt;br /&gt;played dodgeball with Wan, Faizah, Irfan, JJ, Yaasin, Joel, Sylvest and Duncan..&lt;br /&gt;while ALL the rest took their 2.4km run..&lt;br /&gt;we all aimed at JJ..so poor thing..&lt;br /&gt;followed by Yaasin..&lt;br /&gt;Nyehehe.&lt;br /&gt;i never kena hit sey! only ONCE conincidently..by a soccer ball.*ouch*&lt;br /&gt;how? Yaasin wanted to kick the ball to Irfan, but i was standing at the same direction..&lt;br /&gt;and it hit me..hard..&lt;br /&gt;Wan was aiming for Yaasin while Faizah was aiming for Joel..&lt;br /&gt;not knowing who to support..&lt;br /&gt;i hit both Joel and Yaasin*evil laughs*&lt;br /&gt;then, Marcus and Chuan Guan joined..&lt;br /&gt;well, talked with Irfan during English..&lt;br /&gt;and laughed my ass off during Physics, with Yaasin and Joel..&lt;br /&gt;as what i always said..Joel always made my day!&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why i did it, but, i poured my water on Yaasin and Joel..*laughs*&lt;br /&gt;and i was like..wow?&lt;br /&gt;BUT, after school, Yaasin poured water on me..and i was like..fark?!&lt;br /&gt;then, slacked with Paikia and Ketot..&lt;br /&gt;then, we wandered off to Yaasin's crib..asked for Joel's basketball..&lt;br /&gt;he said it was with Sylvestor..&lt;br /&gt;smsed Sylvestor while walking towards his crib..&lt;br /&gt;turns out that the only basketball he's holding was Jia Yong's..&lt;br /&gt;so, went to Joel's crib..and slacked with him..&lt;br /&gt;why you may ask?&lt;br /&gt;they live next to each other(:&lt;br /&gt;starting from Yaasin's crib..one-minute walk was Sylves' crib..&lt;br /&gt;another five-minute walk was Joel's crib..cool huh?&lt;br /&gt;anyway, Joel's dog, Pinky? was damn bloody cute ya'know!&lt;br /&gt;OKAY, then walked with Ketot..and saw Khalish..and went like.." nice hair "&lt;br /&gt;reached crib..and slept on sofa for 10 minutes..&lt;br /&gt;ouhya, i received a postcard from Miss Ng..about how she enjoyed reading my DJ.&lt;br /&gt;teehee(:&lt;br /&gt;plus,&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;i really missed playing basketball&lt;/span&gt;..*cries*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434359265886370317-771204207380445689?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/771204207380445689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=771204207380445689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/771204207380445689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/771204207380445689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/04/long-day.html' title='long day..'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-8419896353946357262</id><published>2010-04-20T21:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T22:14:40.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MYE coming like lightning..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://aleevita.files.wordpress.com/2010/02/taeyangie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 182px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 298px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://aleevita.files.wordpress.com/2010/02/taeyangie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; " &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sol taeyang.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hello baby&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;currently chatting with Paikia, Joel, Sylvestor and Amani..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well, actually, webcamed a while with Pai..*smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, school was hillariously fun and "boomz" !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nyehehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the first two lessons, Physics and Social Studies, dreading..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then Math was great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i got 15/20 for P.Theorum..*cries*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i can get FULL MARKS ya know?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;its just that, i did'nt attend IP, due to checkup..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then, i lose 5 marks..like fark sey!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sigh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, kor Jia Yong said " not bad "..*smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well, better then nothing ryte?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;PE was a blast! played captain's ball..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Girls VS Boys..ermms, kor Chuan Guan and Casseper..are "girls"..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i did a lot of errors during the game..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;why? cause i was laughing my ass out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;bloody funny! when i laugh laugh, Cas stepped on my shoe..damn kor..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Joel and Sylvestor had great teamwork..*big smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well, i wondered where kor Irfan was..*wonders*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but there's one part where Sylves was having the what-the-hell-look..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, recess was normal..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and yea, today was &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;IZAISYA's Anniversary&lt;/span&gt;, a.k.a Tiara and Silver..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;last long you guys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after school, slacked at canteen..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and that one period..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i continuously laughed until i got no energy and voice..*laughs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;d&amp;amp;t was fast..hmms, me and kor Jia Yong worked together..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but, too bad, we could'nt complete it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;MUST resume in 3 weeks..cialat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;that would be after MYE..*shivers*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;still revising Math, and ONLY Math..what the hell?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after d&amp;amp;t, walked with kor Jia Yong, Haris, Syaf and Ketot..*smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i like the way kor Jia Yong walks..*laughs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then send them home..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wanted to meet Joel darling..but he got on the bus ready..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, went to accompany Wan..until the bus came..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;a few minutes later..wo hui jia.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i guese that's all ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i love &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;TAEYANG&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/4434359265886370317-8419896353946357262?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/8419896353946357262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=8419896353946357262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/8419896353946357262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/8419896353946357262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/04/mye-coming-like-lightning.html' title='MYE coming like lightning..'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-2704886520311549815</id><published>2010-04-19T22:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T23:14:53.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>please don't take my voice away..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hello hardworkers&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;currently msging Joel and chatting with Sylvestor..&lt;br /&gt;and facebooking..*smiles*&lt;br /&gt;well, school was weird..for me..&lt;br /&gt;hmms, Nurin was absent..&lt;br /&gt;Paikia was abnormal today..*wonders*&lt;br /&gt;then, lessons were all dready..&lt;br /&gt;after school, supposed to go jogging with Ketot..&lt;br /&gt;but, ended up slacking with Ketot and Nurin..&lt;br /&gt;walked here and there..&lt;br /&gt;and headed back where we started..&lt;br /&gt;at MacD, same table, same positions..*laughs*&lt;br /&gt;headed home around 3pm..&lt;br /&gt;and i sang and sang while doing Math..&lt;br /&gt;guese what? i'm losing my voice! *cries*&lt;br /&gt;and Brother says i got it from him..&lt;br /&gt;like fark ryte?&lt;br /&gt;don't wanna lose my voice now..*prays*&lt;br /&gt;okay, tomorrow, wearing Rhino with Tiara and Ketot..*big smiles*&lt;br /&gt;i don't know if i look "OK" in red..*wonders more*&lt;br /&gt;and, i'm playing basketball ! *claps*&lt;br /&gt;*yawns*&lt;br /&gt;kinda tired..&lt;br /&gt;goodnight^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434359265886370317-2704886520311549815?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/2704886520311549815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=2704886520311549815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/2704886520311549815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/2704886520311549815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/04/please-dont-take-my-voice-away.html' title='please don&apos;t take my voice away..'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-8722578500192492380</id><published>2010-04-17T15:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T17:03:50.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fags or facts?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hello darlings&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;currently smsing Joel and fbing..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sorry i could'nt pei you talk yesterday..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hope your headeache getting better(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, today, woke up around 11++..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then attacked lappy, and now computer..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, today thought of playing basketball..but,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my arm still hurts due to alleying..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;stucked at home..*sad*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;actually, i read Araf's blog and thought,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;is he joking?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;is he making a fool out of himself? like a clown..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;or is he lost? *deep sighs* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;look Araf, i've lost one Bro..which is you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i don't regret it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;plus, you looked like a bad guy to me, now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;a guy who has attention from everyone..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;why? cause he thinks he's cool? cause he smoke?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;or isit, he can play guitar soo well..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;or he's jeolous cause Bro Feez used to get a lot of attention then he does, now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;that's whta i've heard..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and facing me, why should i face you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;you started it..again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and now you're saying that i'm scared? wow. since when i'm scared?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;if that's what you think..saying that you hate me behind my back?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;did i hate you? no..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but did i confront you when you hated me? no..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;now whut? you're saying that you don't wanna lose Bro Hafeez?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;think about it, he was'nt the first person to know that you stead with Affia..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;he was'nt the first one to know that you have a blog..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;BUT, he was the first person who did'nt gave up on you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;you two were ALWAYS there for each other..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;until one day, you started smoking, knowing that Bro Hafeez hates it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and yet, you still do it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;now, you can't bare to lose him?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;think about those stupid things you did..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;another thing, you can't order people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;who are you? their father? no..right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so stop acting like you are..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;get your facts right..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and Araf, i really meant what i said..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;to Paikia, i was soo mad yesterday, and i know we have to talk things out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;plus, i hope you know how i felt..being alone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;and know where you're at wrong..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;i think you should have realised that you've hurt me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;but, i believe that by carng for someone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;they would care about you too(:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&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/4434359265886370317-8722578500192492380?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/8722578500192492380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=8722578500192492380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/8722578500192492380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/8722578500192492380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/04/fags-or-facts.html' title='fags or facts?'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-5414706760008032848</id><published>2010-04-16T22:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T00:25:53.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>are you my friend?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hello there&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;currently using lappy cause Mummy using computer and smsing Joel Darling..&lt;br /&gt;hmms, school is very fine and, wet?&lt;br /&gt;had lotsa and lotsa laughter..*smiles*&lt;br /&gt;especially when Irfan laughed like "Annoying Orange"..&lt;br /&gt;while CG laughed like "Woody Woodpecker", which JJ said " Donald Duck "..&lt;br /&gt;come on JJ, there's a big difference between those two.&lt;br /&gt;so, after school, packing my bag and stuff..&lt;br /&gt;then realised that i was the only girl inside the class..&lt;br /&gt;then, woke Kor Irfan from sleeping..asked for money..&lt;br /&gt;Joel and me played this "touch cheek" game..*laughs*&lt;br /&gt;i'm soo gonna have my revenge on Monday(:&lt;br /&gt;went out of school alone..don't know where to go..&lt;br /&gt;headed to MacD..sat with Jamus and gang..&lt;br /&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;br /&gt;met Bro Hafeez..jalan jalaned with him..since no one else was free..&lt;br /&gt;around 1pm..he got to go..*sad*&lt;br /&gt;i hanged with Paikia and Amalina..&lt;br /&gt;got slightly mad and headed to school..&lt;br /&gt;met Miss Janne..she said she lost my thumbdrive...more pissed..&lt;br /&gt;slacked at library with Shake2..&lt;br /&gt;she cheered me up..*big smiles*&lt;br /&gt;around 2pm, she send me to gate, and i headed to my crib..&lt;br /&gt;Bro Feez messaged me about Araf, i was deciding to cry..&lt;br /&gt;but, thought it was'nt worth it..&lt;br /&gt;seriously, today's-after-school was a disastrous one for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;[ &lt;/span&gt;i felt soo neglected..especially by Paikia..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"Myr, i promise i won't neglect you anymore.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yeah right..really thought you're a true friend..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but, in reality, you just need me when you don't have anybody else..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*deep sigh* what am i? a toy that you can play with whenever you want?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;since the first year we met..you ALWAYS neglect me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;you took me for granted..*cries*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after these 3 years..i was patient..or should i say, TOO PATIENT..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i kept quiet all the time..and whut? you took advantage of it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and hell yea, i knew you would never appreciate what i've done to you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cause, you have a girlfriend, Amalina..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;her feelings, her face, her voice..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it lightens you up everyday, and you are ALWAYS with her..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;its's not that i'm asking you to stick to my ass all the time..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i just want you to concentrate in class, instead of smsing her..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;or at least, spend time with ALL your friends..not with just one..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;if you lose your friend(s) one day..you'll suffer&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;...]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;[ &lt;/span&gt;another person that i need to face with an idiot face is., Araf..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;you hate me? fine..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;you have a grudge on me? fine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and now whut? you want Bro Feez to stay away from me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;what's your problem doom cookie? until i have suffered then you're happy..isit?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;if not, just face me lar, or isit, you're scared? *laughs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;come on..i know you very well..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and please..Bro Hafeez is old enough to make his own decisions..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and not obey orders from some doomed-cookied guy whom is lost in his own world..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;what a shame.. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&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/4434359265886370317-5414706760008032848?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-6221073020042608259</id><published>2010-04-14T23:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T23:18:54.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>poor arms..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hello sunshines&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;curerently facebooking with sleepy eyes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;well, what can i say..Mummy's orders to play FarmVille..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;school was normal..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;had photo-taking! and it was a geekish momentous time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;plus, we were dismissed ryte after taking the photo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;so, Paikia and me went to Mac to get our lunch..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;saw Bro Feez and he send us to school(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;headed for Math IP..*claps*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;ate while listening to Miss V talking about graphs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;it's always exciting! okay, i know imma geek..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;dismissed..and headed to basketball court..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;anyway, it hurts to type ya'know..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;especially with sore arms..*cries*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;due to playing basketball with Benjy, Indra, Faid, Ketot and Cedric..*smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;it was fun though..learned how to do alley..*big smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;at first, i looked like an idiot..*looks down*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;but when i practice and practice, with Faid's help, i did it smoothly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;and im proud..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;went my arms started to hurt..headed to Mac with Ketot..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;stretching my arms along the way..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;and around 530pm..headed home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;now, yawning and yawning..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;can't wait for tomorrow's Math Quiz results&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and kor Irfan, you owe Myra $3 le wor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&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/4434359265886370317-6221073020042608259?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/6221073020042608259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=6221073020042608259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/6221073020042608259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/6221073020042608259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/04/poor-arms.html' title='poor arms..'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-179045260047899642</id><published>2010-04-13T22:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T22:45:43.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cause i had a bad day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dhrramalaysia.org.my/dhrramalaysia/images/stories/psychcousnl/180901tears.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 252px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 249px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.dhrramalaysia.org.my/dhrramalaysia/images/stories/psychcousnl/180901tears.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" tear.. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hello emotions&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;currently fb-ing and thinking about my "bad" day today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;why? i shall explain..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;school started fine..with Physics..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;and as usual, i'll sleep during Social Studies..due to lack of sleep..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;[ PAUSED ] cause i badly wanna watched Amzing Race-to Singapore..yesterday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;[ RESUME ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Math was great! i understood every single thang Miss V taught..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;PE was tiring..ran 2.4km today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;my timing was 16minutes..*cries*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;well, i did improve in stamina but not in timing..&lt;br /&gt;cause i ran the first round continuosly beofre i stopped cause of stupid cramps..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;soo gonna retake it tomorrow..wish me luck okay?*smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;then, English was chaotic..*laughs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Chemistry was fun? cause i sat beside Joel..whom, as usual, made me laugh(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Malay was "okay"..why? we watched this video about army days during old times..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;well, i was half asleep! *snores*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;anyway, after Malay, had break, before d&amp;amp;t..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Tiara and me was soo excited to start our d&amp;amp;t, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;and we went there immediately when the bell rang.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;then Miss Ng briefed us, and we started working on our base..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i am currently leading..until,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;okay..read the story..*points down*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Jia Yong and Amos were scolded for not doing their artefacts,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;and Miss Ng demanded Jia Yong to sit outside while she talk to Amos..and he did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;so, after i finished cutting my bone-shape acrylic..i started to file it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Jia Yong came in and sat beside me..and we talked and talked..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;THEN, Tiara came and asked why i did'nt peel the paper..covering the acrylic..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;and i was like.."ouh ya"..so i gave Jia Yong to peel it for me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;no harm done..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;suddenly, out of terror, Miss Ng appeared and shouted..&lt;br /&gt;Miss Ng: " JIA YONG ! who asked you to peel?! "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Tiara, me and the rest there, were startled..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Jia Yong: *blurred*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Miss Ng: " AND YOU! did i told you to peel?! who asked you to talk to him?! " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;she screamed at me..and i was shocked..Ketot saw the whole thing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;then, Miss Ng threw my acrylic on the table..Sham got angry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Jia Yong and Miss Ng argued until the corridor..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Sham ended up fighting with Miss Ng too..he called her chi bai..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;a few minutes when they are still shouting..i started to cry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Ketot tried to talk to me about it while Jamus kept patting my shoulder..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Syariff was like.." relax ah.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;and Mr Low was dancing [ for real ]..to make me laugh..*smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;resumed with our work while the commotion outside got louder..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;while i was doing my work..Miss Ng came in and shouted at me..again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Miss Ng: " next time, DON'T talk in class! understand?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i just nodded cause i did'nt want her to see me crying..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;come on, i actually wanted to apologise when she came in.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;instead, she shouted at me more..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;and the best thing is, &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I DID NOT DO ANYTHING WRONG&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;she did'nt even tell us not to peel the paper..what the farking hell ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;so, d&amp;amp;t ended..suppose to play basketball, but did'nt have the mood.sorry Ketot..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;went for icecream with Ketot and Tiara..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;well, what can i say..icecreams cheer you up when you're down? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;plus, it rained..so, playing tomorrow..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;and hell yeah! tomorrow is class photo-taking^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;don't forget to bring your uniforms and ties!&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/4434359265886370317-179045260047899642?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/179045260047899642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=179045260047899642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/179045260047899642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/179045260047899642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/04/cause-i-had-bad-day.html' title='cause i had a bad day...'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-1694872368972871438</id><published>2010-04-12T17:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T17:46:03.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>roses are my favourite..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fineartamerica.com/images-medium/rose-in-black-and-white-william-haney.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 219px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 263px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://fineartamerica.com/images-medium/rose-in-black-and-white-william-haney.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;" give me one of these, and i'll be happy  "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;HELLO petals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;currently chatting with Ketot and listening to songs..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well, today is very well-planned..i guese..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hmms, started at schoolgate..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Amani and me were late..so as Sylves, Bryan, Anta and others..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we were afraid to get detention..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;suddenly a HUGE GROUP of students came into the gate..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i was like..hell yeah! in the end..did'nt get detention..*big smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, with 3 periods of d&amp;amp;t..was great at first..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;learned to draw free-hand..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;one period later, i was'nt enjoying as i was having cramps..cause i skipped breakfast..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Geography was okay? *wonders*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Physics was as dreadinga as usual..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Chemistry..i sat alone at the back while Paikia bluetoothed some songs to me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Joel made my day! again..*giggles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;what he did? he stared at me continuosly..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;until he cried cause he did'nt blink..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i think it was more then 2 minutes..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;until i sprayed water at his eyes as he refused to blink..soo sorry darling(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Malay was emotional..why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Botak explained to us about our behaviours towards our parents..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;why the sudden topic? well, it was because, Haris' father jus passed away..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;during the talk..i cried, and so did Athirah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went home, changed, went out to meet Ketot for jogging.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then when i was crossing the road..there's this Cisco van there..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and one of the man inside was waving at me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i was like..*blurs* thinking if i know him..*laughs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;even when the trafficlight was blinking, i stand in the middle of the road..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;just to take a closer look.. in the end..i just walked away..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;met Ketot and headed for stadium..under the scorching sun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;jogged 2 rounds..and headed to Limbang to meet Tiara..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had tons and tons of stupid jokes that made us laugh like char bo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;met Tiara, headed to my crib..slacked..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sold Tiara my 1st hair straightener..and she left for her crib as she is working..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ketot stayed longer while i straightened her hair..and guese what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;she looked so chio! ^.^ a few minutes later, she left..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i attacked the computer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nyehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ouh ya..tomorrow gonna play basketball after d&amp;amp;t&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;anyone wanna tag along&lt;/em&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/4434359265886370317-1694872368972871438?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/1694872368972871438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=1694872368972871438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/1694872368972871438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/1694872368972871438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/04/roses-are-my-favourite.html' title='roses are my favourite..'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-7424414446537435553</id><published>2010-04-11T18:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T18:16:42.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>birthdays and birthdays..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hello cakes and candles&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;currently waiting for Mummy to finish using the bathroom..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;going Granny's house to celebrate her birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;which reminds' me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Happy Birthday Jeremy&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;teehee, that hornykia..plus, my physics teacher..*laughs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, today, went to Geylang with parents in de morning..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Daddy had to carry me to the bathroom cause i couldnt wake up..*smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;come on..i slept at 1++..but Daddy and Mummy slept later..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, around 11++ reached Geylang..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;bought some stuffs..and ate there..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;all the while i smsed Joel as he was at Tanjong Katong..*big smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;around 2++..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went home and Mummy attacked computer while i attacked lappy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hmms, maybe after going Granny's house, going kite flying^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but, must make sure to come back early..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;tomorrow have school! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay..i guese that's all..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;take my heart and i'll let you lead the way..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434359265886370317-7424414446537435553?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/7424414446537435553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=7424414446537435553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/7424414446537435553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/7424414446537435553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/04/birthdays-and-birthdays.html' title='birthdays and birthdays..'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-675853458532320663</id><published>2010-04-10T19:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T20:13:32.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tonight..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hello lovelies&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;currently watching Madagascar on tv.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;-using fb and downloading songs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;well, today has been very dry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;woke up around 12+..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;ate subway for breakfast..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;skipped lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;did researched on Amzing Race on lappy..*laughs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;you may ask why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;well, i was just wondering when they came to Singapore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;for the pit stop..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;plus..totally a fan of the cowboys, Jet and Cord.*smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;they're soo smart and awesome^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;anyway, used lappy the whole afternoon..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;even while watching Amzing race on tv..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;and now, i've switched to computer cause lappy lagged..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;okay..thats all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;later maybe playing kite(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Mummy and Daddy both sleeping..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;tonight, gonna give my all for you..&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/4434359265886370317-675853458532320663?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/675853458532320663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=675853458532320663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/675853458532320663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/675853458532320663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/04/tonight.html' title='tonight..'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-380909046139218315</id><published>2010-04-09T20:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T20:34:57.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>trust..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hello hotstuffs&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;currently fbing and trying to cheer myself..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;school? Paikia and Casper were absent..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;first few lessons before recess..were obviously dreading..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;recess was..fine, i guese..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Math..had mini test! i have a good feeling about it..*smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well, its because, EVERYONE had to do a question which i did'nt had to..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and that gives me an advantage..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;English was a total rush..with summary..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;assembly was..sleepy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after assembly, Jia Yong, Sylves, Marcus and a few more..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;were called out..for gambling..*looks down*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ won't ellaborate as its personal for them ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, went off to MAcD to meet broFeez..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then, both of us searched the whole Limbang for Amani and Company.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;met them at block 542..hanged out for a while..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;walked here and there..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went to MacD with BroFeez, Amani and Dayah..slacked..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and it rained..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Irfan, Sylves and all came in..*big smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i think they play poker, i think..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;took pictures with amani and Dayah, LOVE them..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went the rain stopped, walked home with Yaasin and Wei Hong..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;reached home around 330pm..*laughs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then worked out..perspired like hell..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;met Amani, and taught her to play guitar..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;send her down to meet the "Black's" [ Yaji and BroFadly] and Araf..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and now, bored, sad..*sighs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;don't lose my trust..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434359265886370317-380909046139218315?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/380909046139218315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=380909046139218315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/380909046139218315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/380909046139218315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/04/trust.html' title='trust..'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-696098287183169570</id><published>2010-04-08T19:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T20:14:05.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fried chicken wings..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;HELLO&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;currently fbing and chatting with Amani and Joel darling..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;school? was funny at start..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;almost reached school late..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;kenna caught for wearing black socks..*laughs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then, RCP was dreading..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Social Studies was even more dreading..*yawns*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but, could'nt sleep due to Mdm Teo's LOUD voice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;English was superbly bored..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Math was short..tomorrow having mini test..according to Miss V..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;CE was great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we headed to computer lab, to search about our future careers..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;exciting manz..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, after school, send Yaasin home..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then headed to MacD, slacked with juniors..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;send Dayah and Affia to school, and headed home..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;slept the whole afternoon, as there was no one at home..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay, goodbye! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;to Casper, get well soon bro..^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434359265886370317-696098287183169570?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/696098287183169570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=696098287183169570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/696098287183169570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/696098287183169570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/04/fried-chicken-wings.html' title='fried chicken wings..'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-6565568376829028365</id><published>2010-04-07T20:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T21:42:53.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>please don't bother me anymore..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vectorjunky.com/gallery/b/baby-Looney-Tunes-005.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 197px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 261px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.vectorjunky.com/gallery/b/baby-Looney-Tunes-005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pC-_EkklB4/SIS7be3DXKI/AAAAAAAAAMM/LWIK7mP74iY/s320/Baby%2BSylvester.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"very very cute baby.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HELLO babies&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;currently making subway, for dinner..and browsing through baby looney tunes..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;heehee..all of them are very cute de..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, its been a tiring day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, school was great, as usual..especially when i played basketball during PE..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then, during Physics, paper-chatted with Casper..for the first time^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it was hillarious! *laughs* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after school, headed to interchange with Tiara..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;saw the whole group of sec one's and Araf.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and Sylves, Jia Yong, Irfan, Duncan and Sham..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;probably buying snacks for Math IP..which i could'nt attend..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;due to personal reasons..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, met Mummy and bro at interchange, headed for HPB..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and got great news! *smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;when to Bugis for lunch..and to Arab Street to buy shaul..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;in total, bought 20++..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and yah, saw Kak Cha there..missed her soo much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;heehee, i was taller then her, plus, she was cute as always..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then, trained home..and had sore feet due to all the walking..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay, that's all loonies..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;won't stop loving you..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;to Ashraf, this is my blog..i can type whatever want, and you can't stop me..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;plus, i'm just saying the real..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434359265886370317-6565568376829028365?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/6565568376829028365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=6565568376829028365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/6565568376829028365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/6565568376829028365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/04/very-very-cute-baby.html' title='please don&apos;t bother me anymore..'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-2635341144897698159</id><published>2010-04-06T21:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T22:11:17.517+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wo ai ni..'/><title type='text'>[ insert adjective ] day..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://goorlandocard.com/blog/files/2007/10/10252007-basketball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 392px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 279px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://goorlandocard.com/blog/files/2007/10/10252007-basketball.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" hoops all the way! "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hello&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;currently fbing and chatting..*smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;today, school was fine..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Physics was bored as always..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Social Sudies..i slept..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;when the bell rang..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i was like.."im awake! im awake!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then, Math was okay..basically, we're the slowest..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cause Miss V didnt come for the whole of last week.due to course..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, supposingly tomorrow, having make-up lessons for Math..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;too bad i can't go..going HPB..*cries*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;PE was great! the girls did sit&amp;amp;reach..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i got 45cm! then, played monkey for a while..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;with Paikia, Ketot, Wan, Mairah, Maria, Sylves, Yaasin and Irfan..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;played truth-or-dare during recess..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i always do dare..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i only do truth when im not hyper.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, had to say "hi" to Sebastian..*laughs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, after recess, a few people were emoish..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, i was going with the flow..LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then, Chemistry, i sort of cried..silently..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Pai didnt even notice it, eventhough she was inches beside me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after a great d&amp;amp;t period..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;played basketball with Ketot, Tiara, Syaf, Safwan and Faid..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'm lovin it! [ remember i tried to say it backwards? ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well, i shot quarters 3 consecutive times! *claps*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;..went home with Tiara around 440pm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i was like a vegetable when i reached home..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ fast forwarded ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;saw Joel and we blowed kiss to each other..*big smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;now, here, rotting..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"Ashraf, get over it..you should be paying attention to your baby.."&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/4434359265886370317-2635341144897698159?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/2635341144897698159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=2635341144897698159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/2635341144897698159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/2635341144897698159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/04/insert-adjective-day.html' title='[ insert adjective ] day..'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-7766954130212835166</id><published>2010-04-05T21:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T21:33:47.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>get a life..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;hello muffins and cakes..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;currently on the phone with Bro Feez..*smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;today, having a great day..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;plus, it was Malay Oral..and i think i'm gonna fail..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so..i donno why i'm not feeling upset..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, school lessons were a bore..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after school, after oral, it rained..heavily..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, tagged along with Athirah, Syaf, Ketot and Pai..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it rained quite long, i supposed..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then send Athirah and Syaf to the bridge..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and Ketot and I headed home..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ouh ya, Ketot send me home..thanks babe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;tomorrow PE, wearing Alba and black socks..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after school maybe playing basketball, if not raining..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;miss playing it..alot..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay..shafiq blabbering ready..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;gotta give in to him..*big smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"i don't regret leaving you..seriously.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I [hearts] you, S!&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/4434359265886370317-7766954130212835166?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/7766954130212835166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=7766954130212835166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/7766954130212835166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/7766954130212835166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/04/get-life.html' title='get a life..'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-7358317521457637587</id><published>2010-04-04T17:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T17:29:35.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gained fats !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hello.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;currently fb-ing..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*yawns* i'm still tired from yesterday..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;let's see..went out around 8++pm and met the rest at Kallang,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;for dinner..then headed to marina barrage..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it was freezing cold cause' it just stopped raining..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, all of us were excited to fly our individual kites..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;at first, ChoaChuKang's numberONEkite went up first..successfully..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;while the ChaiChee's[ Ahcet ] and Simei's [ Shadirah ] kites were under constructions..*smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hardly waiting, the CCK's decided to fly their numberTWOkite..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but then, the wind stopped..*sad*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;everyone tried to fly their kites..but it was unsuccessful..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and we waited and waited for the wind..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;somehow the wind just comes and goes..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ FAST FORWARD]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;waited until some of us [ me and Ahcet ] started to yawn..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and eventually dragged until 2++am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;due to boredomness, i smsed Slyvestor if he were sleeping..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well, he's the only one i know that would be awake..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but he was'nt, but stll, we smsed for a while until he went back to his dreamland..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;soo sorry Sylves..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, on the way home, Daddy drove like a speedracer..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, from 2++am we reached home at exactly 3am..*laughs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;finally today, i woke up at 1++..bad..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and hopefully Mummy and Daddy not going out..again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;basically, Friday and Saturday we were outside and came home late..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and not to mention, eating what's not needed..i gained again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and would lose tomorrow..confirmed plus chop..*grins*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay, that's all sunshines^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434359265886370317-7358317521457637587?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/7358317521457637587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=7358317521457637587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/7358317521457637587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/7358317521457637587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/04/gained-fats.html' title='gained fats !'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-8638953692520604815</id><published>2010-04-03T17:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T17:16:01.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kite flying again..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;yo peeps&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;currently watching Amzing Race ^^&lt;br /&gt;hmms, today, going kite flying at night..*smiles*&lt;br /&gt;gonna be great! especially with my usual cliques..&lt;br /&gt;anyway, woke up at 12pm today..bad time..&lt;br /&gt;why? cause i slept at 3++am..&lt;br /&gt;why again? went to JB..&lt;br /&gt;[ RECAP ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;YESTERDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;went to JB and met up with Ah-Cet and Company..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;at Paragon Hotel..^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;had a delicious and appetizing dinner bouffete..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;so, headed to Giant and spend on DVDs and Groceries..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and we're off to pump gas..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;then, headed home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;along the way, it jammed at the checkpoint..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;so watched Alvin and the Chipmunks 2 in the car..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;good thang we have a tv..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;if not, i think i've slept..dreadingly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;so, today, meeting them again for kite flying..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;like i've mention above..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;toodles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434359265886370317-8638953692520604815?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/8638953692520604815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=8638953692520604815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/8638953692520604815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/8638953692520604815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/04/kite-flying-again.html' title='kite flying again..'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-7340479006591449899</id><published>2010-04-01T20:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T20:43:30.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rain and more rain..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hello^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;currently chatting and fbing..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[siansation]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;today, school was okay..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;started with Social Studies and English..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;followed by one period of 5-minutes-3-page-math-test..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then CE..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, as ya'll know..today is April Fool's Day..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, during math period..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we planned to prank our 4 mentors..3Geek's and 3Haywire's..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but, it failed..*sad* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then, during CE, did an activity..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[long winded activity cannot cut short]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after school, got English IP..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then, went to Mac with Syakirah, Tiara and Aisyah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well, actually wanna play basketball with faizah, but it rained..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and supposingly eat Subway with Paikia at Myra'sCafe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, finished 5 ideas on d&amp;amp;t..*claps*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, that's all i think..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434359265886370317-7340479006591449899?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/7340479006591449899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=7340479006591449899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/7340479006591449899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/7340479006591449899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/04/rain-and-more-rain.html' title='rain and more rain..'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-530908353549075476</id><published>2010-03-31T19:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T20:28:48.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>basketball rocks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hello baskets and hoops&lt;/span&gt;!^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;currently just carrying Daddy's stuffs..just came home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;so, today, school started with Math..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;then, Malay..talked about bigfoot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;then, PE was great !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;played captain's ball with a very very big ball..*laughs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i nearly lose my voice due to shoutings and laughings throughout the match..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;anyway, English was dots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Physics was very emotional..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i was suddenly emo..don't know why..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;then, Paikia and Ketot cried..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i comforted Ketot and left Mairah incharge..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;while i went to Paikia's need..*smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;then, everything was okay..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i was moody..but Joel cheered me up as always..*big smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;so, after school, went Lot 1 with Syakirah and Pai to meet Mummy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;then walked back to school together..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;then, played guitar with Pai at 3B classroom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;went robotics..as in..&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;go in then come out&lt;/span&gt;..'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;then, played basketball with Indra, Faid, Pai and Robbie..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;then, Pai had to leave while Irfan joined us for a while..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;the first half i did'nt get a continuos shot..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;but the second, &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;i shot twice from the quarter court when i was laughing&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;and it went silent goal..funny ryte?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i was proud..*smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;tried half court, but failed..*cries*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;then 6++ went home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;and now, my legs are tired and my arms are sore..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;whatever it is..BASKETBALL rocks my ass !&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/4434359265886370317-530908353549075476?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/530908353549075476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=530908353549075476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/530908353549075476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/530908353549075476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/03/basketball-rocks.html' title='basketball rocks!'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-7349630932476761551</id><published>2010-03-30T18:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T18:44:43.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love d&amp;t !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;wey wey&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;currently on the phone with Casper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;anyway, went home at 5++pm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;today, Physics then Social Studies and Math.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Math, Miss Vanitha won't be coming to school for 3 days..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;PE was great..did standing broad jump..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i got 182..Faizah got 188 and Wan got 195..heehee(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;hmms, Malay was O K A Y.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;then d&amp;amp;t was F R E A K I N G F U N !^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;did press-forming..basically, i got the nicest and coolest acrylic!*prouds*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;E V E R Y O N E envied over it..*smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;so, after school, tag along with Casper and others in canteen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;but ended up with Amalina and others..*laughs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;anyway, thats all i can say..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;a long story would be dreadfull..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;nevermind..i shall tell you tomorrow..alrights?&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/4434359265886370317-7349630932476761551?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/7349630932476761551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=7349630932476761551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/7349630932476761551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/7349630932476761551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-love-d.html' title='i love d&amp;t !'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-3227266244773584868</id><published>2010-03-29T15:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T15:44:59.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>such a day !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hello&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;currently facebooking ad listening to songs cause im feeling pissed..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sigh..today's been average for me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i was'nt cheery at times..&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;plus, Joel was absent&lt;/span&gt;..*sad*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but tomorrow he'll be in school..*claps*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i missed him over the weekends..heehee&lt;/span&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;d&amp;amp;t was fun and painful..for me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cause i accidently cut myself while doing pre-practical..*cries*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, geography was okay..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[skipped recess ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;physics was alright..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i didnt pay attention to Mr Lim..don't understand what he's teaching..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;paid attention to Irfan, Marcus and Duncan playing poker instead..*smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;..and it dragged to chemistry..only Casper and Jun Jie joined..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;malay was..*snores*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then, slacked at class with Pai, CG, JJ, Casper, Irfan, Jia Yong and Sylvestor..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;a couple of chinese girls joined..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i was emo for a while..don't know why..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then, headed to my crib with Pai..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;before that, stopped at cakeshop to buy 2 eclairs..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;saw Ashraf and Feez and rest at MacD..*hurt*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Pai cheered me up..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then, ate at "&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Myra'sCafe&lt;/span&gt;"..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then she went off.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;now, pissed with my brother.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thats all babycakes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434359265886370317-3227266244773584868?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/3227266244773584868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=3227266244773584868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/3227266244773584868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/3227266244773584868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/03/such-day.html' title='such a day !'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-1657471968403979706</id><published>2010-03-28T19:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T19:40:27.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>truth, lies or facts ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hello chocolates and milk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;currently chatting and facebooking..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;today, got up at 10++ and did d&amp;amp;t..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;bathe and got ready..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went out with whole family, including daddy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;to get Shafiq's spectacles..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;weird thing? i cried at the shop upon seeing him wearing spectacles..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;why? i don't know, not used to it..plus, he's the first to wear in my family tree..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;prefer him to wear contacts..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, went to Food Culture for lunch..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then Daddy drop me, Mummy, Shafiq and Lyah at Sunshine Place..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;..and he's off to KL..*sad*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;this week, we onlyy see him just now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, got Lyah's haircut, went to Lot 1 followed by home..^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;..and [ FAST FOWARDED ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;now, farked up with certain things..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and still are..*sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but certain people just cheer me up..^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and im glad..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434359265886370317-1657471968403979706?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/1657471968403979706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=1657471968403979706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/1657471968403979706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/1657471968403979706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/03/truth-lies-or-facts.html' title='truth, lies or facts ?'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-3957040230939953717</id><published>2010-03-27T22:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T23:14:47.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sport's fiesta..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hello sportsman and sportswomen&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;currently fb-ing and chatting with Casper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;actually, i just came home liao..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;went to grandmummy's crib and Queensway with family..for fun^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;then, had dinner at Queemsway Macdonalds..Lyah's request..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;[ skipped ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;anyway, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;school was dreading&lt;/span&gt;..*snores*  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;only a few boys turned up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;plus, only 3 of us got sticker [ 5 points ] from running 2.8km..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Casper, me and another person&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;that's not all, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;our dodgeball booth was a disastrous one&lt;/span&gt;..*sad*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;so, all i did was, sit down, then played dodgeball among ourselves, emoed and danced..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;then, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;after that&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i was alone&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;walked home with Yaasin, then walked pass MacD..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;saw my juniors and BroFeez&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i guese, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he doesn't need me anymore&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i mean..&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he said to one of my juniors that i changed&lt;/span&gt;..*&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cries&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;[&lt;strong&gt; not say a few words, but told a story about it&lt;/strong&gt; ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;so much for caring a bunch huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;...and this is what i get? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;now, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it looks like i really have nobody&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;at home, watched tv until 5++..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mummy came home from picking up daddy from airport..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ Daddy flying off again tomorrow..*sigh* ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, suddenly, they were like busting on me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;immediately i felt so useless and farked up..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;butt, i just kept to myself..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;why? i guese i don't know the answer..&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&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/4434359265886370317-3957040230939953717?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/3957040230939953717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-8691389237925388570</id><published>2010-03-26T15:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T18:31:26.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Parent meeting Session..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;[ before ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;currently at home..slacking..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;school was short and simple..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;in de morning, went to schoo at 730am with Tiara..late..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;got detention&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;lessons were okay..&lt;em&gt;and fast&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;anyways, had assembly, with 91.3FM[&lt;strong&gt;my radio station&lt;/strong&gt;] DJ's..*smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;then, did detention with Tiara and Syakirah tagged along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;we were suppose to go home together..but ended up individually..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;so, i was alone..completed detention and went to Class3G..Casper's orders..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;saw Tiara with her parents..*smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;then, i decided to go home..along the way out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;saw Pai's and Amalina's bags at green table..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;walked off home..smsed with Casper..who kept me company the whole day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;now, dreading at home..maybe going school at 4pm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;ParentMeeting at 430pm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i don't feel worried..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i don't feel scared..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i don't know what i'm feeling..*laughs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;okay..toodles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;[ After ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello again..&lt;br /&gt;currently eating sugar crackers..&lt;br /&gt;lost of sugar due to working out..&lt;br /&gt;PTM was great..cause i went to Miss Low instead or Mdm Chuthri..*laughs*&lt;br /&gt;met Irfan, Paikia, Ketot, Yaasin, Faizah and Jeremy, with their parents..&lt;br /&gt;Mummy and Yaasin's Mum were like..&lt;br /&gt;friends-reunited-after-donkey-years..*wonders*&lt;br /&gt;so, toured Mummy the whole school..&lt;br /&gt;and finally went home..*smiles*&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow Sports Fiesta..*big smiles*&lt;br /&gt;3Geek setting up dodgeball!&lt;br /&gt;we would totally bond more this time..*giggles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434359265886370317-8691389237925388570?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/8691389237925388570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=8691389237925388570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/8691389237925388570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/8691389237925388570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/03/parent-meeting-session.html' title='Parent meeting Session..'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-2907339498785412227</id><published>2010-03-25T23:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T23:45:18.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haru haru</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;mushi mushi&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;currenty chatting with Syakirah and Casper..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and &lt;em&gt;watching America's Next Top Model&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sianz &lt;/em&gt;le today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;in school, had assembly during RCP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then Social Studies was okay? i guese..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;English..&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dreading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and yah, Mdm Chutri labled me as "talkative" now, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;great&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Math was okay..had class test..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[SKIPPED]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;CE period..changed and rearranged class seats..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tiara said she going home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, Syakirah and Pai and me went to buy aa few desserts..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;headed to my crib, chit chatted..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[FORWARDED]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i napped on the couch for 3 hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..it felt soo good..*smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;woke up..i dunnoe why i browsed the yearbook..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;comparing 2ohh8 and 2ohh9 photos..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;watched tv and started to get bored..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i danced around my whole living room..LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;actually, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my head still hurts doing the baby freeze[s]..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then, i got upset with Tiara..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sigh..no point saying it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;tomorrow PTM..Daddy's not coming..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;that makes me more upset..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434359265886370317-2907339498785412227?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/2907339498785412227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=2907339498785412227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/2907339498785412227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/2907339498785412227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/2010/03/haru-haru.html' title='haru haru'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-7526121568204616625</id><published>2010-03-24T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T22:51:06.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dreading day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;greetings&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;currently fb-ing, texting Sylves and chatting with Joel..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;today very sian lorh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;first started with Math, followed by Malay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;PE was fun and not tiring..the girls played monkey and I D I O T..*laughs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ps: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Irfan did 69 sit ups in a minute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! *claps*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;too bad Sylves did'nt come, i'm sure he would have beaten Irfan.*smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;after recess, got very very moody..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Joel cheered me up as fast as lightning&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;appreciate it much^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;then, played laughing game and "don't-talk-or-laugh-game"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;created by Jeremy and Joel..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;anyways, after school, had loooonngg talk with Tiara and Syakirah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;then was Scrabble Competition..&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i got dissapointed with some people&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but i let it go..*big smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;went here and there with Syakirah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[ &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;saw Hafeez and Ashraf at mac&lt;/span&gt; ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;headed to school, ended up waiting for Paikia..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;went outside school with Syakirah but ended walking home with Pai..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;dropped by my crib for more laughter and she was off..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;still haven't do my Social Studies..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;goodnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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day'/><author><name>..amyRah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299391852885269103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-4100871055350638075</id><published>2010-03-23T21:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T21:19:44.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>guitar obssesion..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U-bTdadRBuo/SaLd-Td97DI/AAAAAAAAADM/WqRKBfIn1lQ/s320/wave_guitar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 258px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U-bTdadRBuo/SaLd-Td97DI/AAAAAAAAADM/WqRKBfIn1lQ/s320/wave_guitar.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; '&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;RXS Wave Guitar&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;MYRA cried out loud&lt;/em&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;fark&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;i want one of these babies badly&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/4434359265886370317-4100871055350638075?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/4100871055350638075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=4100871055350638075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-3971042795010874778</id><published>2010-03-23T18:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T18:53:27.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>facinating day?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hello people of earth&lt;/span&gt;^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;currently fb-ing..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NO ONE&lt;/strong&gt; is online..*sad*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;still in&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; Alba&lt;/span&gt; and shorts..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hmms, came home around 630pm..very tired..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how's school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it started dreadingly with Physics..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;..basically, i was just reading Stich story book..*giggles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;followed by massive Maths..*smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then, PE was dissapointing to me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the girls' were assigned to do sit ups..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;while tomorrow's the boys'..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;ALWAYS&lt;/strong&gt; do 50+ per minute..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;just now,&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i did 48 only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!*cries*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i was upset..but, watched the boys played rough monkey..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;in the &lt;strong&gt;WHOLE&lt;/strong&gt; hall! &lt;em&gt;fascinated&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[skipped]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;English was always interesting..not about the lesson..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Joel, Yaasin, Jeremy, Sylvestor and me played laughing game..again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Chemistry was O K .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Malay was fast..i guese?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then, went back to class for PPR results..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i wanted to cry upon seeing mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but i kept it..*sighs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after school, had d&amp;amp;t..waited for Miss Ng..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i was laughing like a machine! until Miss Ng did'nt allow me to enter the class..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UNLESS&lt;/strong&gt; i stop laughing..*laughs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;while doing DJ..Amos and Jamus kept doing hilarious-but-lame magic tricks..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;me and Tiara laughed our butts off..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;stayed back awhile with Ketot..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went to YT with Amanlina and Ketot..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;heart-to-heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; talk all the way there..until we got home..*big smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and now, i'm soo tired, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;with an aching tummy due to laughing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Daddy not at home..overseas..again):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434359265886370317-3971042795010874778?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/3971042795010874778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=3971042795010874778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hello&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;im currently slackin a home..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;raining again&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Uncle Oz and family are here..*smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Untie Sara is going to have another baby boy&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;soo excited..*laughs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yesterday went kite flying at Marina Barrage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;with, cuzzies and clicks..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it was soo fun&lt;/em&gt; !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;..plus, &lt;em&gt;i now know how to fly a kite&lt;/em&gt;..*big smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, went home around 2++..*yawns*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;in the morning..around 9, followed Daddy to market..&lt;em&gt;as usual&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i was yawning all the way lorh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay, maybe going Giant..for groceries..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;toodles&lt;/strong&gt;^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;school reopening..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ooh, somebody's birthday is tomorrow..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434359265886370317-9206120196043958141?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/9206120196043958141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=9206120196043958141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/9206120196043958141'/><link rel='self' 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fb-ing&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hmms, today, rot at home..*bores*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;..&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;watched Peterpan&lt;/span&gt;..*big smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;seriously, &lt;em&gt;Jeremy Sumpter&lt;/em&gt; is still one of my favourites^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;..well, maybe my top favourite..*laughs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ FAST FORWARD ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;tomorrow going kite flying around night time..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;at Marina Barrage..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'm not really sure if i know how to kitefly..*wonders*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay, &lt;em&gt;my mind is blank&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;RANDOM&lt;/em&gt; thing i did today?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i&lt;em&gt; front flipped and landed on my back with a loud thud&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i stand up and laughed&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sigh, i still could not ocate my camera USB cable..*sighs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i guese that's all ayye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;zai jian^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434359265886370317-4627416309128758906?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/4627416309128758906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4434359265886370317&amp;postID=4627416309128758906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434359265886370317/posts/default/4627416309128758906'/><link rel='self' 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align="left"&gt;and chatting about random topics with Syakirah and Tiara.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and watching Annoying Orange over and over again..*big smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;seriously, you won't get tired watching it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hmms..school holidays are almost over..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;while school is starting soon..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and yea, my peeps and i can start our gerek-ness again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;teehee..totally missed it during the holidays..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, i guese that's all for now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;bop bop baby!^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434359265886370317-8460920933140094842?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434359265886370317.post-243147103514608776</id><published>2010-03-18T00:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T00:22:15.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>movie !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hello peeps&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;currently chatting and fb-ing..again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay, how's my day today?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hmms, at first, it was dreading..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then, in the afternoon, headed to Orchard with family..&lt;em&gt;without the car&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went to Lido, and checked in for Alice In Wonderland..*big smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ movie rolling ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay! then, &lt;em&gt;the bombastic movie ended&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;heade around Orchard..for something to eat..*bores*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it was 10++..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ skipped ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;took train all the way home..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;plus, as per normal..&lt;em&gt;my feet was killing me&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sigh, &lt;em&gt;so much of ALWAYS taking the car&lt;/em&gt;..*pouts*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;that's all i guese..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;goodnight! ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434359265886370317-243147103514608776?l=myra-loves-them.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myra-loves-them.blogspot.com/feeds/243147103514608776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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