<?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-10189313</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:23:27.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chronicles of confusion.</title><subtitle type='html'>Don't bother.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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>242</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10189313.post-114302044375435933</id><published>2006-03-22T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T17:40:43.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>spell exhausted.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew I'd say this, since Math is my forte and all but...I HATE MATH. Because it's taught by an ancient dinosaur. Because...because Math paper was a killer just now? Well it IS. And Physics? Just when my love for it is growing...I wish I had followed my instincts. I should have divided 32mm by 2, but I wasn't all sure so I cancelled it. I followed my logic, but I shouldnt cos I am ILLOGICAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I can seek comfort in knowing that it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; Block Tests. Well, I seriously can't. I am underperforming, I dont know why, but I can feel it. And after this Block Tests, I swear I'm gonna mug mug mug, and mug mug mug, just like the 2 anomalous cases in 05S223. Fuck I oughta be shot. I still can afford to be mean at times like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously...after Physics I rushed home because I hate people to see me breakdown and cry. I look horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry, I'm depending on you. Make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And 2 hours of extra Physics classes, count me in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope all this blood (soon) and tears is fucking worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Einstein, I hate you. I hate Newton. I hate hate hate hate Physicists, you guys are the most boring bunch in the entire universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And wake up Jannah. Mug + mug + mug doesn not equate to fascinating grades. Grrr.&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/10189313-114302044375435933?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/114302044375435933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=114302044375435933&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/114302044375435933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/114302044375435933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2006/03/spell-exhausted.html' title='spell exhausted.'/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-114284006714142900</id><published>2006-03-20T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T15:34:27.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&gt;.&lt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Convo with Uncle Adam. Sometimes I dont know whether to laugh or knock my head against the wall each time I talk to him,nyehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adamnation says:&lt;br /&gt;forget mos, its damn crappy. you want to be an adult, i'll bring you to a better place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bintang Andika "i know,right?" "努力读书!" says:&lt;br /&gt;and where`s this betta place??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adamnation says:&lt;br /&gt;mosque&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bintang Andika "i know,right?" "努力读书!" says:&lt;br /&gt;/smirk&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/10189313-114284006714142900?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/114284006714142900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=114284006714142900&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/114284006714142900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/114284006714142900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post.html' title='&gt;.&lt;'/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-114274816658058933</id><published>2006-03-19T13:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T14:02:46.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why not studying?!</title><content type='html'>3 hours of Physics is a mistake. Haha nah, take that back. It's very beneficial especially when I'm in the safe hands of my tutor :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behold, mom &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;okayed&lt;/span&gt; the idea of Willy accommodating (spelling?) at Uncle's house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to work!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189313-114274816658058933?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/114274816658058933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=114274816658058933&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/114274816658058933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/114274816658058933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2006/03/why-not-studying.html' title='why not studying?!'/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-114268705274157070</id><published>2006-03-18T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T21:04:12.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oi go and study.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Seclusion period is so short. 3 days without net and handphone...OK lah fair enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to, URGENTLY, :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*really memorize acid and nitrogen cpd...i cant seem to get them inside my teeny brain&lt;br /&gt;*do thermo in depthly, if there's such a word&lt;br /&gt;*attempt the past block tests for chem&lt;br /&gt;*and ditto for math&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love motivates me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During seclusion, I caught up with my paternal grandparents. Loyal readers of my blog will know how my relationship is with them. In fact, my own parents, esp Daddy, was surprised when I told them I want to visit them. So yeah...I guess all the more I should treasure/spend more time with them before it's too late. I've already lost my maternal granpa, someone whom I love dearly...I'm never good at expressing my feelings but yeah, I miss him heaps. He left us for a better world when I was in P6...and at that age, I...I don't know. I never knew the value of having close bonds with anyone. I didnt know that nobody is not gonna be with me forever. I never knew death. It's only when they're gone that you start to treasure them and that's exactly when "I should have"s attack. So yeah...if you have someone, especially who's blood related, who's getting on your nerves, do remember that they're all you've got. Nobody can replace them should they die before they wake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, no more emo, no more emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to RP's Dragonboat team for making it to the finals. My best friend is in it okay. That's why they're in the finals. I love you too Di!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The advertisement for April's issue of 17 is out. And I see my face smack in the middle of the ad! It's so weird seeing me in there, haha. My long time friend actually noticed and asked if that was me. Haha Lydia, you're so obervant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH and another OMG news: Willy MIGHT be staying at my Uncle's place! Which is near where I live. Very near. Say, 2 bus stops away? This means I can go out with him everyday. Ok. Yah. I said "might". Cant get too excited. And I havent even told Willy about this. But yay! The thought of it, if it's confirmed, is just so...astounding! Omgomgomgomg. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189313-114268705274157070?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/114268705274157070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=114268705274157070&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/114268705274157070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/114268705274157070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2006/03/oi-go-and-study.html' title='oi go and study.'/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-114241692153601165</id><published>2006-03-15T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T18:02:01.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>switching camp!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wow...I'm listening to the acoustic version of Cannonball by Damien Rice. I feel so calm and serene. The weather doesn't really coincide with the song (it's blazing hot) but oh well, what can I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was damn great cos there's not much peeps. Peaceful man.  I managed to cover P&amp;C, MI and Functions. Damn Functions, I hate it to bits. Went home at 2pm and ate. Oh oh HANA! Thanks so much for the LOVE danglings! According to her it's my belated b'day gift. Like what, 5 months delay? But I love it nonetheless :D And thanks for buying the black nail polish, will pay you back soon. Actually you can just take it from my wallet lah dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to see Rivermaya tomorrow.. ): Damn, I hope all this sacrifice is fucking worth it. I wish Willy is here right now. So that we can see Rivermaya together, duhh. Speaking of him, I gave him a buzz this morning :) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's official, he's coming down in July&lt;/span&gt;. I'm still trying to find accomodation for him. "Nothing too ex, nothing too cheap," says he. I knowww. I hope I can give him a list of place to stay by the end of this week. Yay I love having visitors! Remind me of the time when I first met &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nadear&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pik&lt;/span&gt; :D If you are reading this, HI! I missed you! So yeah, meeting Willy Wonka is something that is motivating me to hold on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm I'm thinking of using my LJ account. Cos some entries can be protected. At the moment I find this girl super irritating. Thinks she's so cool. Poseurs, hate them. La-dee-daa~~ but I'm too lazy to change the layout and whatnots. Hinthint. Any takers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Agnes Monica&lt;/span&gt; is sizzling stuff! Suaranye sedap bangatttt! I watched her performance of Britney's Overprotected with Siti and I personally think Siti can't do English pop..or pop in general. She can only sing traditional Malay songs. Must be her choir-like voice. But whatever lah ok, I am not her fan even though I admit I like her ballads. Agnes has a powerful voice, I think she overtakes Siti's voice in the song! Go to youtube.com and type in Agnes Monica. Yeah go watch and see for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"You step a little closer to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So close that I can't see what's going on.."&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/10189313-114241692153601165?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/114241692153601165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=114241692153601165&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/114241692153601165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/114241692153601165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2006/03/switching-camp.html' title='switching camp!'/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-114234341563805532</id><published>2006-03-14T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T22:10:39.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>14thMarch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After much ponder on Physics chapters 19 &amp; 20, I decided to update my Friendster and AG. And Blogger of course. I think I've been neglecting them, haha. I want to upload my pictures but they're too big! Some of them. And I seriously have no mood to edit/resize ): So I just uploaded what I can lah...A bit pissed cos I thought I could do those in an hour..But look at the time now, it's almost 10..a bit behind my schedule..Grrr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siighs, this may sound &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ridiculous&lt;/span&gt; but I thought that I handled GP pretty well...until I told my Dad what I wrote. He shot me a question: "So how do you define 'leaders' as? It could be leader of a state, or  leader of a group, or even leader of a family. Surely you dont assume...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;do you&lt;/span&gt;?" My eyes went wide and I shouted HOLY CRAP! ...I forgot. I mean I did elaborate a bit, but not really emphasize on it. Shit lah, I think my content is rather strong but the first step is already blurry..Stupid me. Yah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway on a happier note, I bought new lingeries! Yay okay shan't elaborate further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yours truly is in the latest issue of 17!&lt;/span&gt; Page 113 (this is whacky!) Haha..if you are someone close to me I'm sure you know who I am referring to in that question. The random guy who answered it, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hamza&lt;/span&gt;, is really mature...and he's only 18..wait lemme re-check...OH HECK NO. He's 21! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Okay this is the damn final straw.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Guys in their late teens are a BIG NO-NO.&lt;/span&gt; Yeah well back to the point, I guess I gotta get over it. He's nothing more than a phony. I'm so gonna show him that I don't need him. Siighs. To think that I trust him, tell him everything...percumalah. Do I trust people easily? I thought I have a heart of a stone. Yes Di, I see you nodding. But deep down, deep down inside...I am &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not.&lt;/span&gt; Okay Di, I see you nodding more vigourously =p Okay stop digressing! My love life is a sad one. Yes it is...to see &lt;s&gt;people&lt;/s&gt; couples happily in love, be it in college or outside is so depressing. And I'm almost 18 lah. I'm not saying that I'm desperately in need of a guy but if you look in an another perspective...Sometimes you just feel weird. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Like is there anything wrong with me?&lt;/span&gt; Oh well. &lt;s&gt;I'll say what I always say when I'm lonely: Local guys aint worth it. One day you'll marry a prince and live in a huge mansion and your prince will serenade you every night and he cares for you day and night and love you even when you look/act horrible esp during menstruation and you'll have 3 lovely kids and live happily ever after.&lt;/s&gt; Fuck this entry is going nowhere. Tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still trying to maintain the happy note, I watched &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dia&lt;/span&gt; last night!One of the best Monday nights ever. And I dont need an orgasm to achieve that. WAHAHA! Now I want to date those Indonesian mix mix guys. Hahaha..Eqa and Randy. And Maro from the series Bintang every night at 7pm. Goodness gracious me, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm an Indo freak&lt;/span&gt;. But it's the thing that makes me happy for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just randomly typed West Grand Boulevard on youtube and WOOHOO I didnt know some gig vids are uploaded there. But there's no Flights of Fancy ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be going to skl tomorrow...To revise..collect some Chem stuffs...and pay my library fines so that I dont have to bother and rely on Adam for his card, hehe. I need to buy black nail polish as I've run out of it...and I'm thinking of piercing another hole on my right ear...Oh and I trimmed my hair :D Feel so refreshed, heee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, back to work back to work! I have heaps of stuffs to do, I will not be bothered by affairs of the heart! More better stuff awaits me! And guys, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll be out of town from Thursday onwards&lt;/span&gt;. I need a seclusion so I can focus more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189313-114234341563805532?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/114234341563805532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=114234341563805532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/114234341563805532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/114234341563805532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2006/03/14thmarch.html' title='14thMarch'/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-114198630558461047</id><published>2006-03-10T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T07:06:42.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10thMarch2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am feeling so guilty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way to the first lesson, I commented to Izam that "Ino is very &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bising&lt;/span&gt; (noisy)" . Thanks ah Adam, he sorta echoed that loudly to Ino. Ino knows that that sorta comment always comes from me, so he pretended to get all merajuk and that's how the bet started. The bet which states that if Ino can keep quiet from the beginning of our period till the last, he'll get a dollar. Initially it was 55 cents but yeah it kinda developed along the way. While our day was peaceful, it kinda feel funny without Ino's redundant comments that makes you wanna sweat real bad in a super cold room. -_-'' Ok that is so Singlish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He kept to himself during lessons, disappeared after recess and towards the end of our last lesson his face looked like he's gonna explode! It was so hilarious! In a way him not talking is a bit kesian, heehee. I felt so guilty cos I indirectly started it! But eventually, he got his dollar. 4 dollars. One from each of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Chem re-test Me, Ino, Adam went to the library. I borrowed this book called Thinking About Race. My cup of tea :) Then Adam left, so me and Ino went to the computer room. We IM my sis rAi, and fought over a keyboard *smirks* It was funnylah, both of us are trying to use the keyboard and the screen suddenly went "Preparing to go stand-by" Hahaha, can't stop laughing! After that, Ino left and I started to study!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of studying, maybe one of these days I want to mug at the Esplanade library. It's been ages since I last go there! Oh and I want to go to Bangkok to watch MAA! Please please!&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/10189313-114198630558461047?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/114198630558461047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=114198630558461047&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/114198630558461047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/114198630558461047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2006/03/10thmarch2006.html' title='10thMarch2006'/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-114190721256165467</id><published>2006-03-09T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T20:26:52.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>9thMarch2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't know where to begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I scored badly for Chem test...got an F. The first F for Chem in my entire JC life. Fine, there's a first time for everything but...whatever lah ok. Yah you can seek solace from this. Competitive bastards.&lt;br /&gt;It's more worst when your fav tutor assumes that you didnt study for it. What the fuck la, I studied for it ok? Basket re-test. I hate this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna let this dampen my spirit for Block Tests. I'll turn the tables, just wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school I dragged Isk to the library so that I can return the library book. It's called God,Reason and Religion. It's influential thats why I returned it. But quite interesting to a certain extent. Now I know the mind a person who doesnt believe the existance of God and his arguments. Isk seemed interested and we engaged in a discussion about religion....which lasted no more that 5 mins, heh. Then we had to leave cos the library closes at 6 so I shifted to the study benches to, well, study. Quite productive, about 5 P&amp;amp;C tys questions done in 30 mins. So happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to work on my Integration again. Thus I am giving Rivermaya's free concert a miss and mugg for the one week break. Sad sad sad sad sad sad sad. I cant believe I'm doing this. Argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm quite restless today. Random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt see my J1 eye-candy. But life without J1s is the bombz. No rushing to canteen, no long queues to the loo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my books. So sleepy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I enjoyed spending my time with you! It's so silly that we got humoured by the word "long". Of all words we should get amused at...&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/10189313-114190721256165467?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/114190721256165467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=114190721256165467&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/114190721256165467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/114190721256165467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2006/03/9thmarch2006.html' title='9thMarch2006'/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-114163984283310779</id><published>2006-03-06T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T18:10:42.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Suddenly the world seems such a perfect place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Suddenly it moves with such a  perfect grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Suddenly my life doesn't seem such a waste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It all revolves  around you... - &lt;/span&gt;Come What may, Moulin Rouge&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This song has been in my head since last night, no doubt about it. On the journey back home I was contemplating on the lyrics, hee.&lt;br /&gt;PE was boring. Said Hi to Vim after ages, perhaps its just my kind nature (ahem!) but then I shouldnt have asked how's she doing. She sounded so insincere. But anyways, whatever lah okay, hope she's doing fine :)&lt;br /&gt;Ino and Izam were annoying! Hahaha they kept mocking me about my bag. My sis' bag I mean. They irritated me more by exclaiming and gushing on how gorgeous my sis look when I showed them her picture. Nyehh. But it's all good =p Love them to bits.&lt;br /&gt;Today I made Leonard pissed because of "something". My foolscap is yellow, Ino's pencil case is yellow, his uhm is also yellow. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;And today I miss talking to him so much. I miss him. But I have a strong feeling he's pushing me away...but why would I feel upset? It's what I always wanted right? And now when it's really happening, I wish it is not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Di for the Love 101 talk...This is what she said on her blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sigh... talked to Jana for a bit on msn jus now. *hugs* Trust me  best fren, trust me on this. I hate seeing u gettin into this shits. :( *hugs*  Love aint easy n Life is nv fair. Life n Love are bth complex elements which the  faint hearted wont survive if they continue being what they are; Faint hearted.  Hold ur grounds, be brave n break all the walls of Fear ard n within u. It's  only then u wld learn to live. U wld live again. :)N don't fear being out of  love cuz it takes trials n tribulations to get to the perfect solution; apply  this math to love. hehe ;p &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Every unsuccessful relationship is a step to the  right one, for each n every1 of us.&lt;/span&gt; N every relationship is a blessing  regardless of how bad or good it had been. Experience will always come in handy.  *hugs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I likelike her analogy! Because I am a Science student who &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;emphasizes logic more than anything else&lt;/span&gt; (esp feelings) Di also came up with an equation and method to this "Math" problem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's all about trial and error!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189313-114163984283310779?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/114163984283310779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=114163984283310779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/114163984283310779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/114163984283310779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2006/03/suddenly-world-seems-such-perfect.html' title=''/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-114153327652994029</id><published>2006-03-05T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T12:34:36.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>= 0</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"..if i was a rich girl, lalala.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oui, you guessed it. I'm blogging using my `rents' PC. Gawdd, the bed is so cosy, I feel oh so luxurious. I want a master bed in my room too! Ehh. Master bed. Say this quickly, kinky stuff! Master bed in my room. HAHAHAHAHAHA! Pardon me, I'm not usually uhmmm, naughty. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, haha, stop laughing. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rivermaya&lt;/span&gt;'s scheduled to perform for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mosaic Festival&lt;/span&gt;, 17th March at 10pm. Anyone be a dear to pei wo watch them perform? I know everyone would prolly be mugging but...-sighs- Which leads me to this: Should I go? Or rest at home? I've been out relatively a lot, let's see, for 2 months I've been to Rock 4 Good,  hang out with bestfren, Blast at the Beach, Fort Minor, and swimming outing. I told myself that my next "merayap" session will be after Block tests. But it's Rivermaya...(and free too, how about that?) Boo. &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My upper part, especially the arms and chest area is so painful! It's aching at the moment and I cant seem to reach out to get objects in front of me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeee I finally have the song by David Usher, thanks to Adam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Moulin Rouge tonight! I want to lock myself from the real outside world and savour the sweet nothings of the movie. The last time I cried in a movie was KingKong. I need a good cry. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Nothing you confess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Can me me love you less&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll stand by you"&lt;/span&gt; - The Pretenders&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/10189313-114153327652994029?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/114153327652994029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=114153327652994029&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/114153327652994029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/114153327652994029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2006/03/0.html' title='= 0'/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-114146747673926629</id><published>2006-03-04T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T18:17:56.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hiiiiiiii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's outing was the bomb! Swam for like 4 hours but didnt get roasted, thank goodness.  I've never had so much fun, heehee. At first I was self conscious. I mean, my legs are HUGE (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but according to Isk it's not, whatever la&lt;/span&gt;) BUT its all good =] Guys are hot! *drools* Anyways, poor me. The aim of this outing was to de-stress but I ended up being the butt of almost all stupid stuffs if not all. First, at the lazy river, they stacked the 3 buoys on me and tried to leave. Hahaha. In one of the tunnels I got bored so I spun with the buoy and...knocked my head against the rocky wall. It has this loud thud! (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Adam reckoned that my head is empty, hrmmmmph&lt;/span&gt;) I rubbed my head and cried out a pitiful "Owww..." Andand the guys joked that I cant get the highest for Physics anymore :( Curse me somemore. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh yeh, I scored the highest for the latest Physics test...but with an E. But I'm glad! I passed for the first &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fucking&lt;/span&gt; time!&lt;/span&gt;) The last part was the apogee of all. There's this wide pool that gets deeper as you get more to the front, I cant float so I was on the buoy. The waves were so hard that I slipped off! Fortunately Hafiz was next to me so I grabbed his buoy and wailed "I CANT FLOAT!" The look on the guys' faces are a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;classic&lt;/span&gt;! I clung onto the float while the guys paddled towards the shallow side. Hafiz was so cute! He went like "Excuse me excuse me, make way make way" and then after I'm saved he cried "Yay we saved a life!" It was so funny, it took &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt; guys to save only &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt; girl. Isk had to leave early so booo. Oh and speaking of him, his nickname is now Jaws. He went up to ride the slide and one of us decided to hide from him. We went to the lazy river and after knowing that Isk saw us, we swam faster, like the scene from Jaws! So there's this brick wall thingy, and the rest of us squeezed behind it, and I mean &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;squeeze&lt;/span&gt;, like cicaks! and saw Isk swam past us without noticing! Hahahaha! Thanks &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adam Ino Izam Hafiz Isk Azhar&lt;/span&gt; for the fun time! You guys make me happy :D Another one after block tests?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered once, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Haris&lt;/span&gt; asked if I would ever change my Ngage. Guess what? It's a yes now! Aminah has Nokia 6111, so orgasmic! I was like some jakun and squealed and slide/unslide/slide her cell! I didnt know it has mp3 AND radio! Plus it comes in PINK too! Now I have to work on my charm hehehe. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dadddddddd...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word of the week is... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;orgasmic&lt;/span&gt;. Swimming makes you have an orgasm, especially those cold water sprays. Nokia 6111 has the same effect too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things between me and *him* is fine now. I'm glad. Thanks so much for being so patient and understanding. And making me smile. I hate it that we can't be together...Sighs. I guess I have to enjoy the last bits of my stay here with you... if I were to stay, will that change anything? I know that things will be slightly different if and only if you're...single. My feelings for you grow more and more, and I'm missing you as much as there are stars in the sky each day. It's something that can't be helped. Not talking or even looking at you for a day is a torture (like Thursday, heh, my ego gets the worst of me) Oh and dear God, please shed some light cos I am lost here myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Only love can say; try again or walk away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I believe, for you and me, the sun will shine one day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;..It's something only love can do."&lt;/span&gt; -Trademark&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/10189313-114146747673926629?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/114146747673926629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=114146747673926629&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/114146747673926629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/114146747673926629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2006/03/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-114134215706304979</id><published>2006-03-03T09:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T11:06:07.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;*pokes* Guess who's been irregular in updating this blog. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start with something humourous. Myst told us,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I was checking out this Math book and turned to the topic of Permutations and Combinations. There's this question that goes like this: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3 couples are sitting on a bench. In how many &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;positions&lt;/span&gt; can they be permutate&lt;/span&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have a day off today! Cos the A Levels results are awesome, I am so proud of my seniors! Esp Denise (College Pubs 1st Prez) for being one of the top pupils in Arts. OMG.  Somehow I can feel the pressure hitting on... It's gonna be our turn to get results next year and the teachers are hoping to get 2 days off,  just because we're a '88 batch. Ms Gill's words are like playing over and over-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You only have one chance to do things right"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Benji too! I was so excited I ran up to him and gave him a hug (: He is so cute! He lost a lot of weight (duhhh). He wore a beanie and we took a picture. I missed that guy so much! My favorite senior :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that aside, Fort Minor is superb! What more the pre-show party. Wahahaha! I have an extra ticket, called almost everyone in my contact list but them losers are not free. I should have asked Safiah! I am so dumb. Anyways. Fort Minor...wow, awesome stage presence, it's worth every dollar and cents. Oh yeah. Me, sis and Dad got in for free. THANKS UNCLE IWAN, MR JOEL SINGER, MR BRAD MADIX for the free passes! I enjoyed every bit of the performance, and kudos to Jessea T (spelling?) for the special appearance for the song &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Where'd You Go&lt;/span&gt;. A wonderful surprise indeed. I'd say she's a talent everyone overlooked. And she got voted out cos she don't have manymany friends as opposed to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;some&lt;/span&gt; contestants. Ok stop digressing. Fort Minor kicked off the show with Remember the Name and ended with Believe Me. I was hoping they'd do Kenji but I guess it's politically unright. If there's such a word. Mike Shinoda is very hot, he has a good built that I cant help but to stare and drool. Oh and another reason I enjoyed is that they dont silent the F word and curses like "shit".  Yay. Hahaha and I saw the cheeky side of my Dad! Initially he doesnt want to go cos Mom's alone at home but when he got there he changed his mind. He rang Mom and hahahaha  I shouldnt be saying this! But he's the hippest Dad in the whole wide world, I love him to bits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might be off to swimming with the guys later. Haha. Yesterday I made sure they've shaven their armpit hair. WAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, it's almost 10 now. I just finished my GP assignment. Yay! One down, manymany to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stop being selfish u're not the only one hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;u think its all about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i fell in love with u now u're acting as if i just wanted to have fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and now u're pushing me away as if its so easy for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUCH.&lt;br /&gt;I never knew he felt this way. I thought I'm nothing more than a temporary high to him. It's not easy for me too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/10189313-114134215706304979?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/114134215706304979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=114134215706304979&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/114134215706304979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/114134215706304979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2006/03/pokes-guess-whos-been-irregular-in.html' title=''/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-114112519126427102</id><published>2006-02-28T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T19:13:11.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got tagged by rAi (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN QUALITIES I WANT IN A POTENTIAL SPOUSE:&lt;br /&gt;- religious&lt;br /&gt;-conservative (but not too extreme)&lt;br /&gt;- smart&lt;br /&gt;- sexy&lt;br /&gt;- he's gotta be patient. putting up with me is something no one can do yet (except my parents, hurray hurray to them!)&lt;br /&gt;- hopeless romantic :)&lt;br /&gt;- plays the guitar and sing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN THINGS IM AFRAID OF:&lt;br /&gt;-failing&lt;br /&gt;-losing my loved ones&lt;br /&gt;-trusting my heart ( andi, i followed my heart and it got crushed yet again. so how not to be logical always?)&lt;br /&gt;-changes&lt;br /&gt;-the dark =x&lt;br /&gt;- lizards&lt;br /&gt;-the future. i`m a weirdo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN RANDOM SONGS:&lt;br /&gt;- unforgivable sinner&lt;br /&gt;-black black heart&lt;br /&gt;- skin on skin&lt;br /&gt;- kenji&lt;br /&gt;-menunggumu (stop laughing)&lt;br /&gt;-perfect match&lt;br /&gt;-flights of fancy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN THINGS I LIKE MOST&lt;br /&gt;-sleeping. its a luxury, i`m telling you.&lt;br /&gt;-dreaming&lt;br /&gt;-solitary nights/walks&lt;br /&gt;-singing&lt;br /&gt;-writing&lt;br /&gt;-travelling&lt;br /&gt;- meeting net friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN IMPORTANT THINGS IN MY BEDROOM:&lt;br /&gt;-Air-Con!&lt;br /&gt;-computer&lt;br /&gt;-xbox&lt;br /&gt;-Bed&lt;br /&gt;-autographed posters/pictures&lt;br /&gt;-desk&lt;br /&gt;-bin. cos i`m darn lazy to throw it in the kitchen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN RANDOM FACTS ABOUT ME:&lt;br /&gt;- i wear hot pink glasses&lt;br /&gt;- i'm half malay half aussie. and i just found out i have a bit of chinese too. woot.&lt;br /&gt;-cant wait to turn 18 ( MOS here i come!)&lt;br /&gt;-i want to be like dr. rahman&lt;br /&gt;- i love my ngage&lt;br /&gt;- unpredictable, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN THINGS I WANT TO DO BEFORE I DIE:&lt;br /&gt;- meet steve,andy,willy wonka, davey&lt;br /&gt;-live in aussie. im thinking melb but i guess its gonna be wa&lt;br /&gt;-tell the people whom i used to have a crush on that i used to think theyre hot&lt;br /&gt;-get a degree in chem&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN THINGS I CAN DO:&lt;br /&gt;-smirk&lt;br /&gt;-give kinky/sarcastic remarks&lt;br /&gt;-i can sleep with my eyes open, standing up&lt;br /&gt;-sleep&lt;br /&gt;- at one point i can laugh fart and burp at the same time!&lt;br /&gt;- change my facial expression within less than 1 sec&lt;br /&gt;- smile (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN THINGS I CAN SAY THE MOST:&lt;br /&gt;-huh?&lt;br /&gt;-lousy&lt;br /&gt;-bullshit lah&lt;br /&gt;-basket&lt;br /&gt;-tonight ah, tonight!&lt;br /&gt;-haha? hahahaa!&lt;br /&gt;-no kidding?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN CELEBRITY CRUSHES:&lt;br /&gt;-joseph hahn&lt;br /&gt;-masashi&lt;br /&gt;-aiman (the mtv vj hunt thing)&lt;br /&gt;-dwi andika&lt;br /&gt;-i cant help it but, dharma (sorry to make you blush)&lt;br /&gt;-utt&lt;br /&gt;-amit a*teens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN PPL I WANT TO DO DIS:&lt;br /&gt;-`alia!&lt;br /&gt;-andi&lt;br /&gt;-KC&lt;br /&gt;-benji, if he's reading this&lt;br /&gt;-marlina&lt;br /&gt;-sarah&lt;br /&gt;-hannah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189313-114112519126427102?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/114112519126427102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=114112519126427102&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/114112519126427102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/114112519126427102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2006/02/got-tagged-by-rai-seven-qualities-i.html' title=''/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-114087395137603951</id><published>2006-02-25T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T21:25:51.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hello to the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG - I've been so busy! With revision, tutorials..not forgetting preparation for tests. I've been fucking underperforming. Not a  good thing. And by now you'd think "Stop blogging and study!" Oh shut up. I  need to destress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told my Dad that we're (J2s) required to do some MBIT personality test thing, and that it'll be reflected by 4 alphabets. So he remarked, "And you must be SDGS - Sad, Depressed, Geeky, Suicidal" If I were in a bad mood,...ah, nevermind. No, Dad. I am INTJ. Introvert, Intuitive,Thinking, Judging. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the record, I sang Innuendo's Belaian Jiwa with Ino and Izzam during break. It all started with me, asking Izzam to play Son By Four's Purest of Pain. Despite his complaints ("Awh, you've been hearing this song for like 2 weeks already!) he still took his cell out and blast it. Yay. That song is so...depressing. :S When it ended, Izzam changed it to Belaian Jiwa. We're indeed heartbroken souls. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new stall rocks! I love the Nasi Lemak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Levels results out this Wednesday! A Levels = Seniors coming back = Benji! Yay I'm gonna meet my beloved CP senior Benson! If you're reading this, HELLO! *waves* I miss you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of CP, I was named Paris Hilton by Steven. Just because I told him about my feature in 17 mag. "You are getting in magazines for doing nothing! Just like Paris!" I smirked. "Ok, minus the sex tape and inheritance." I still can't find the link but oh well. Anyways, this may sound ridiculous, but my heart shattered when I see musings@meridian crumpled, folded, torn in the rubbish bin. Worst case I encountered was how the paper is folded into - get this- AIRPLANES! I felt like crying and string of vulgarities came out of my mouth. Ok perhaps you guys dont wanna read/keep it but at least have the decency to discard it anywhere except MJ! I know there are assholes who dont keep newsletters but still...Argh, they ought to be shot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, thank yous to the people who came up to me, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thanking&lt;/span&gt; me for the interview with WGB. Heh. I didnt know that they know me. Ok that's just so random. Oh and apparently I found out that Bowen is a friend of Dharma's. Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked Mom, "Mommy, how should I cut my hair this time?" She replied, "Cut? Nononono need" Yeh she really said that. But my hair's getting all curled up like some weirdo! But then again, I dont want history to repeat itself. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. Guess who's gonna go to Fort Minor's concert and meet them in flesh! Yes, it's yours truly! Thanks to my famous uncle in US of A! Yay yay yay yay yay. I wanna meet Ryu! And Shinoda of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end.&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/10189313-114087395137603951?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/114087395137603951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=114087395137603951&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/114087395137603951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/114087395137603951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2006/02/hello-to-world-omg-ive-been-so-busy.html' title=''/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-114056262216231648</id><published>2006-02-22T06:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T06:57:02.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm so dead. Math test is darn easy lah! BUT. I've forgotten how to integrate that kinda questions..stupid LIATE. And that darn trigo vector? I should have f`ing learnt the example again! Not another F... However, Physics test rocks (: For the first time. I hopehope I can pass (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've typed out a long entry about Saturday but it's saved as draft cos I havent editted the pictures yet. Hahaha Dharma is hot stuff! Ok I'll stop =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I dont get &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;them&lt;/span&gt;. How is the newspaper gonna be interesting if &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;they&lt;/span&gt; keep cutting down lifestyle articles? My article is way too short that I thought it shouldnt be published at all, :S But I suppose I should be thankful that it got in eventually...Sighs. So disappointed. And the pics are blurry can. What happened man? Previous issues aint like that! Must be the printers. Argh. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MJCP needs more funds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehh. That Beyonce song. Soundtrack of Pink Panther. SO annoying! And that butt shaking is so over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've been underperforming..esp for Math. I'm worried. I dont want that O Level Syndrome to happen. Like, my final Os year I just freaked out at every tests there were. Please give me the strength, God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to school.&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/10189313-114056262216231648?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/114056262216231648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=114056262216231648&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/114056262216231648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/114056262216231648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2006/02/im-so-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-114023540079624226</id><published>2006-02-18T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T12:03:20.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wahahahha my lil bro is so comical! He told Dad that he wants to fart. So my Dad replied, "Go somewhere else and fart". And that little thing entered my room and let out his NH3 gas in front of my face, what the hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; difficult to borrow a digicam! Well, it's nobody's fault la, it's just the fault of circumstances :) Thanks people for your help. And a bigger thank you to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ino&lt;/span&gt;. Yay! So now I have a digicam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how was Valentines week for you people out there? I spent mine by watching 40 Most Awesomely Bad Love Songs with my Dad. Daughter-Father bonding (= Havent talked to him in ages, it seems. Those who are mushily happily in love, good for you ok? Treasure your partner and yadda yadda yadda. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahaha guess who sang her heart out and annoyed the ass out of my parents? I was &lt;s&gt;singing&lt;/s&gt; whining to Evanescence's My Immortal. Hmmm. A bit relieved now that I did what I intend to do, so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random: My favourite phrase now is "It's nobody's fault..It's just the fault of circumstances"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I shall end by:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You open up my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gave me hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Please don't go away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I guess nobody's to blame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's not your fault&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just circumstances'&lt;/span&gt;.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EMO.&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/10189313-114023540079624226?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/114023540079624226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=114023540079624226&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/114023540079624226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/114023540079624226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2006/02/wahahahha-my-lil-bro-is-so-comical-he.html' title=''/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-114017938812150327</id><published>2006-02-17T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T20:29:48.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahhhhh. I had a slow and rather rough week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of stuffs happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny. I dont know what to blog about. Urhh. Ok, my digicam is KAPUT. Well apparently Dad said it's due to the moist inside. We hibernate it in a container with Sillica. Still no improvement. I needneedneedneedneed a digicam for tomorrow's gig! Arghhhhhhhhhh. I have another digicam but it's lousy. Cos it's free (duhh).  Aiyaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a separate note, ... ah, I don't know! Stress stress stress. Block tests coming. Ok keep calm...it's gonna be a mugger night tonight. I swear I'm gonna party my ass off tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is so boring for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And people, I havent forgotten about you guys. Esp you Willy. Always in my prayers. Love you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189313-114017938812150327?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/114017938812150327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=114017938812150327&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/114017938812150327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/114017938812150327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2006/02/ahhhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113974011482904327</id><published>2006-02-12T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T22:46:16.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Where do I begin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, congratulations to all&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; O Levels students&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; If you dont do as well as you expected, no worries. It's just O Levels. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now&lt;/span&gt; the ride has begin.Choose wisely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, congrats to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Di &lt;/span&gt;(bestfren) who came in 2nd for some model contest! And please, close your options ASAP cos you're a threat. (inside joke) Wahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soiree was a success! Everyone was happy, they were dancing, taking photos, (almost) everything went smoothly, ohhh yeah. Did I mention that Soiree succeeded in making me feel like a loner? All of a sudden I felt extremely down (nothing new?) There was something in Shazlyn's voice..something I can't explain. She set the mood, if I may say so. She did her rendition of Things I'll Never Say by Avril, and I think it was better than the original version. There's substance. All of a sudden I miss getting all dressed up, anticipating for a date! Grr. There was also this teachers-students performance. They played Truly Madly Deeply. It wasnt enough apparently, so we asked for an encore, and they did More Than Words. Not as superb as the original's but indeed thousands better than Frankie J's. And superb enough to set the atmosphere...good enough to make me...Ok, as you guys already know, my prince charming is gonna be a person who can play the guitar and sing. And write poetries. I'm not saying that the teachers swept me of my feet or anything but I kinda like imagine a Prince Charming. Clearly deluded, I am. What's up with me? So anyways, when the event ended I ... I just stoned there.. And whoah I felt pissed at the couples and happy people there. The selfish me is back yet again. I've never felt so detached and alienated in my whole entire life! It was so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cliche&lt;/span&gt;..it was a full moon night, and I just... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;danced&lt;/span&gt; to the rythm of my soul. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Which is faint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*slaps myself* "wake up, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;asshole&lt;/span&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh? Oh yeah. Thanks heaps to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shimah&lt;/span&gt;, I had fun crapping along with her. I felt bad cos I caused her to wanting to knock her head into the wall. Ehh. Haha we should spend our Fridays like this, eh? Thanks dear, mucho hugs (: Thanks to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zakir&lt;/span&gt; who tried so hard to cheer me up, but evidently bragging doesnt help :P And lastly, definitely not the least, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Harith&lt;/span&gt;. I guess we're on the same boat huh. I guess for now Harith is a person I can relate to..the connection we made was astounding. Dont worry, your secrets are safe with me just as how my secrets are safe with you. Or are they? Haha..thanksthanks for the optimism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madrasah was good, the same ol` &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tajwid&lt;/span&gt; is so complicating.&lt;br /&gt;I watched &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cinderella&lt;/span&gt;. As in the classic cartoon. Shoot me! Cos I unavoidably returned back to lala land.&lt;br /&gt;I have a new love interest: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aiman&lt;/span&gt;, the winner of MTV VJ Hunt!&lt;br /&gt;And: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Peterpan's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bintang Di Surga&lt;/span&gt; (Star in Heaven)&lt;br /&gt;I am reunited with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A*Teens&lt;/span&gt;' music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;Suddenly I think my humps are insignificant. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week is 3/4 wasted. I slept like a log. Suddenly sleeping is like wasting time. Heh. But what the heck, I am feeling so refreshed, and to the unpredictable future: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bring it on! &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/10189313-113974011482904327?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113974011482904327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113974011482904327&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113974011482904327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113974011482904327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2006/02/where-do-i-begin.html' title=''/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113949889335992779</id><published>2006-02-09T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T23:28:13.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so busy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am SO busy. Well, sort of. I shouldnt be blogging for now but what the heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a bad start today. Had some problems with my Mom; it was so ugly. And I told people that I didnt have enough sleep. They believed. Read between the lines, assholes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the same ol same ol routine today, well, sort of. There's an element of surprise as my Thursday is coming to an end. Like,  I checked my gmail and woohoo I might be featured in the next issue of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;17&lt;/span&gt;! The question I asked was pretty dumb, I don't know, you guys see for yourself. I also received a call from a certain Adeline, saying that I have a meeting regarding &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SCAS&lt;/span&gt;, and might have a training session. I am so excited! But gosh, the worst part is, the training will end at 4, and I have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Soiree&lt;/span&gt; prep at 5! Yes, Soiree. Something I've been looking forward to, I suppose. I DONT KNOW WHAT TO WEAR. The whole thing will end at 9 plus? And we're gonna clean the place up afterwards, what the hell. Fair enough, I guess. Hah. Anyone up for a late night out? It's Friday :) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Or should I be a good girl like I always am and go home and mug?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Egan&lt;/span&gt; just now, and I developed a high level of respect for him. Of all things, I remembered him saying something along this line:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Looks aren't everything...even if a girl is unattractive, once she opens her mouth she's just beautiful cos she's nice. It's the personality that counts&lt;/span&gt;.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I am able to find a man with that mindset. Valentines coming. I got no date still. Ah whatever. No biggy. Anyhoo, Egan's very mature as opposed to guys his age that I know. Or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; age for that matter. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Salute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random: I'm SO into House! &gt;.&lt; style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shh.&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/10189313-113949889335992779?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113949889335992779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113949889335992779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113949889335992779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113949889335992779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2006/02/so-busy.html' title='so busy.'/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113939672854769176</id><published>2006-02-08T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T20:13:01.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's the same thing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hey, whoever reading this. How nice of you to drop by. How ya feeling today? Hope all's swell. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hahaha I'm currently at the master bedroom, and my dad is a smart person. Apparently he got the cable tv and PC system connected. I mean, he installed this TV screen plus the usual DVD players and whatnots, and he also got the CPU in. Whatever, I suck in describing but the gist of it is : I can use the Net while watching TV in my parents bedroom. Suddenly I feel luxurious. Hah. Prolly because I'm lying down lazily as I type. But it's not "safe" to blog because the screen is BIG so anyone who's here with me can clearly see what I'm doing. Yeah no porno websites. HAHA as if I go to that rubbish. Ok I just dont get the art of nudity =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Breakfast was a pleasant surprise because I found a box of Tourist bars in the kitchen. So chocolatey...and speaking of that, I had a Milo drink too. Love chocolates, nyumm. So today's journey to school took me 40 bloody minutes. I was late yet again. DAMN. And face that incredibitch again. I took the 8 o'clock bus, okay? And the reason for the jam is an accident. Which involved a car and a motorbike. I said a few prayers for them. I may be late today, but there are others who are in deeper shit. Anyways, during the journey, I was amused yet entertained by this junior tai-tai. She was using Nokia 6111, a phone that takes my breath away. (Hint: Get me one) As if that is not bad enough, her phone font size is so big that I could actually read it from where I stood. I can't help it but to peek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"..the bus is moving by 1 inch each time. Im so headache. Stupid bus drivers..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"...Im so fed up, I headache already. Stuck up bus drivers..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Oh I saw already. Got accident. Everyone must be cursing them now...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;WTF, lady. What can the bus drivers do when the traffic is jammed? If he's Mr Incredible/Hulk/The Thing, yeah he could carry the whole bus to your destination. I dont even understand what stuck up drivers have to do with the jam. And whatever happened to sense of sympathy. It's bad enough that the victims were cursed with an accident. The least you can do is to say a prayer for them as opposed to curse them more. If you cant stand morning crowd, get a taxi or a license.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I dunno why my Mom is shouting at the moment. Annoying, grrr. I can hear you very well, thank you very much. I must admit that the only similarity me and my mom have is the Dia series every Monday. Hurhur. Sighs. Sometimes I wish my mom is like my dad. I really dont dig her. She's like this one second and like that the next. I'm frustrated...really. Somehow I wish she'd listen to me and realize her mistakes. And stop the accusations. I hate accusations. What does she know? She can't take the lift (apparently it causes headache to her) let alone send siblings to school for nuts. I wish she'd realize how much we give in to her. How long can I stand to just hide those tears of sadness and be patient and pray and mengucap? I wish she...well, go back to her homeplace and stay there. Or maybe I wish that I have all the money in the world and study overseas. But then again...my siblings need me. Why should I be bothered about anyone else but myself? I don't understand myself too. Oh well. I'll just look at the bright side and hope for now. :) I can rescue myself, hopefully. Dont need a man to make things fair. Cos more than likely he wont even be there. :( Ok, with the exception of my dearest daddy. Fuck shift work. Sometimes I didnt get to see him at all :( Esp during night shifts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Soiree this Friday! I kinda lost my level of enthusiasm. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm half mark away from AO. What the fuck. Yes, I'm talking about Physics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On a lighter note,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Edwin is staying till March! His visa is extended!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Unfortunately..(pause)..you'll be seeing my face for another month," says he.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Eeeeek! That's so cool!" I exclaimed. Haha. He's so cute. Makes me wanna pinch him =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ive been squealing alot nowadays. Ughhh. I'm meeting up with him and the band this Sunday. Presenting Abdul's Discount Camels!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent been talking to Shao Wei. If you're reading this, how do you do? You're not forgotten :) Hope all is good on your side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hrmmm my Dad is "worried" about the people I'm friends with, I think. Cos I told Hana that Karim's room was on fire (LAUGH!) and he was like "Your friend? He &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;smokes&lt;/span&gt;??" Why is that so shocking, Dad, since you smoke too. Oh yes Di, apparently according to Harith, Karim had forgotten to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;light off&lt;/span&gt; his cigarette. He kinda like just threw it in his room and went downstairs. Minutes later his room got burnt. I have no idea why I find this amusing,heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways Dad, dont worry. I know what I'm doing. I can't relate to guys in my age group cos I think they're too childish. Sometimes it's not all about the age. It's all in the mind. Girls do mature faster huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to work, the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"..these foolish games are tearing me apart&lt;br /&gt;your thoughtless words are breaking my heart.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189313-113939672854769176?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113939672854769176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113939672854769176&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113939672854769176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113939672854769176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2006/02/its-same-thing.html' title='it&apos;s the same thing.'/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113930002219296155</id><published>2006-02-07T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T16:13:42.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh, once upon a time, a little bird told me that there's a rumour going on that concerns my blog. MINE. Apparently, "they" said that I dissed "someone" and because of that, that "someone" feels "inferior" to be my friend and thus get distanced from me. I re-read my archives and there's not even one bad entry about that "someone". It's only the fun things me and "someone" had. Wahaha, stupid damn assholes out to bring me down. And guess what? I don't give a fuck because I have done nothing wrong. And I dont give a fuck about that "someone" anymore cos, well, that "someone" should have checked whether what "they" said is valid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson learnt from today: Every Tuesday is an early day, so I could have actually spend like 2-3 hours mugging in school as opposed to coming home. Yeah. I'll do that next week. And I hate it when my favourite friends end damn late at days where I finish early. Basket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My knight in shining armour might be going back to M'sia today if his visa can't be extended. Oh well. Good things do come to an end. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh. I am feeling so annoyed because I didn't watch Dia yesterday. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sad :( *sniffs* Go away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189313-113930002219296155?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113930002219296155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113930002219296155&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113930002219296155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113930002219296155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2006/02/oh-once-upon-time-little-bird-told-me.html' title=''/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113906912210317134</id><published>2006-02-04T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T00:05:24.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This week can be summarized as: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FUN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Outing with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Di &lt;/span&gt;(bestfren) So we got ourselves identical bracelets. We only met for a short while but I believe we made full use of the time we had. "eh-cue-meh", we imitated the auntie. That auntie was practically shoving her breast to my face lah. Wahlao. Then &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt; had to meet &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;someone else&lt;/span&gt;. :P I could've tagged along, but whatever. Heh. But thanks for the great time, dear! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Hang out with the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trinity &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Myst&lt;/span&gt; of CP. Zuhua is so funny can. He's got this boyish look that makes you wanna pinch him. Those gays, they are nice people after all :) Not to mention &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Edwin&lt;/span&gt; aka &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Knight in Shining Armour&lt;/span&gt;, thanks for being such a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;brilliant&lt;/span&gt; company and surpising me with a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WGB&lt;/span&gt; wristband! It was totally unexpected; and I was behaving like an idiot, gushing away. I think Edwin is such a humourous guy, he always have something to say. Jack Black replica, ooh yeah! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Darren&lt;/span&gt; cmi cos he said he's lazy to go out as it's drizzling. *smirks* Bugger. I made a new friend Zack. He knows how to beat-box. Amazing or what? Oh yes, I saw Shan Wee (spelling?) and I gawked and put on my smiliest smile :) He's the real definition of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hot&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Skyjuice&lt;/span&gt; is awesome! Talked to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Scott&lt;/span&gt;, the frontman, and he's a modest person. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Suns'&lt;/span&gt; good but they got draggy halfway. I felt like sleeping,heh. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WGB&lt;/span&gt; rocked the stage like no other. OMG. I could see &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dharma&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Egan&lt;/span&gt; doing weird dancesteps while Xbred/The Suns were on lol And I had a small chat with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jude&lt;/span&gt;. Apparently they were rushing. Anyways this leads me to -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WGB if you're reading this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the technical fault, you guys covered it up well. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kudos to Jon!&lt;/span&gt; And guess what? My friends are impressed by your performance and they thought it stands out that night! Wee! Hehehe I was hoping &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bryan&lt;/span&gt; would take off his top or something like how Xbred's frontman did hahaha Yayness; you guys rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the fun is over, Chingay is over, it's back to the same ol` same ol`. I foresee my next gig outing is prolly the Mosaic Festival. Rivermaya, here I come! (I think)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must studystudy. Chem test this Tuesday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189313-113906912210317134?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113906912210317134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113906912210317134&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113906912210317134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113906912210317134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2006/02/this-week-can-be-summarized-as-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113836411288576852</id><published>2006-01-27T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T20:15:12.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happiness</title><content type='html'>Yay. I`m feeling quite happy for now :) I may lost a close friend of mine but I gained heaps of mutual friends who certainly know how to brighten up my day *wide smile* Have I mentioned about how LAME I was yesterday after CCA? I missed that part of me..and for the first time this year, I laughed, as in, a huge ohmygodtummyhurts laughter. Thanks Di, Andi, Safiah and Azlyn :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so many stuffs that I wanna buy! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fort Minor&lt;/span&gt; tickets, a new canvas PINK bag, earrings! And the offer is so fuhyyoohh..5 pairs of dangling earrings for TEN BUCKS?! Cheap or what?! I'm already aiming this LOVE earrings. Yeah. Oh. Speaking of love, this year I`mma fly solo yet again for V day :( 3 years leh, whalao. Haha. I can make love with myself wahahahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm the J1 batch is hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hmmmm the news is getting weirder everyday. Like the hoo ha on how soccer is not offered in some elite schools. The reasons are illogical and nonsensical. How ironic. Cos looking at where they come from, I`m sure they can think of better excuses. Hurhur. Did anyone read TODAY newspaper today? Mr Brown's column, omg it's damn witty. "Wee Mas Ween Institution VS Geylang Lorong 21 Sec School". I&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; kowtow&lt;/span&gt; him, man. I'll post his article when I can. It's a must read! I wonder what will be Neil Humphreys' response. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will spend my holidays in a beneficial manner! :D Ok that's a bit redundant. No link. I've forgotten what to type about. Update later lah. Tata~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189313-113836411288576852?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113836411288576852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113836411288576852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113836411288576852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113836411288576852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2006/01/happiness.html' title='happiness'/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113827402134778928</id><published>2006-01-26T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T19:13:41.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is sweet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Life is sweet at the moment :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I must say that today wasnt really a good day. Slept at midnight, woke up at 2 cos lil bro was unwell, he kinda like vomitted all over the place. Gross! And I spent like and hour cleaning up the mess..yeah, my lil sis helped too. By the time we did that, we couldnt get back to sleep. And spent the morning watching Videosomnia. The old songs..bring back heaps of memories! Like the number by Lene Marlin. Unforgivable Sinner. Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 4...yeah. Managed to have a shut eye for an hour or so. The same ol routine then starts, but the damn bus. Supposed to come at 6.55 am, and it came like 15 minutes later? And as if that's not bad enough. It was damn crowded! Lousy. Those damn idiots dont have the decency to move to the rear. Bummyholes. The next bus came at 7.20-ish. So what do you get? I was late. FOR THE FIRST TIME IN MY ENTIRE SCHOOL LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's not even my fault lah. The teachers in charge of latecomers are such *beep*. Especially that female, the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;incredibitch&lt;/span&gt;. As if she's never been late. Stop acting like you're so all mighty and perfect. She's so gonna be damn late one of these days. Plus, the male one is a super irritant also. "So what must you do? Leave your house early right?" Bloody shit. If I dont treasure my NGage, that electronic is so gonna be inside his mouth. *curses more* Really man, I hate being late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that lessons went well, ran around the bloody school for two bloody rounds in 20 minutes! Woooot. However, I was totally drained...I cant focus during lectures. I hate this man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Student Dialog Session today. Oh my god, sometimes I`m so darn ashamed to be associated with Meridians. Here's what happened -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Build bridges so as to connect the blocks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF? Overweight lil bastards. Ok I take that back. I meant LAZY. Pampered assholes. Ok, the next time a school's gonna be built, I'll make sure we have cable cars and escalators at the corridors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The school is leaking; and the benches get wet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. Classic. Well, I think that the school's lousy in terms of infra. But anyhoo, I wonder if dear Meridians know there's such a thing as wiping the wet areas with tissue if the wet patch aint that big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Check the Western stall, the food's too fattening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU THINK THE FOOD IS FATTENING, STOP BUYING IT. It's damn illogical, I think the Western stall must be Halal instead, that's more sensible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sometimes the snacks in the vending machine wont drop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUPID. GIVE THE MACHINE A KICK OR A SHOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I  did that before. I mean, no harm right. I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;merely&lt;/span&gt; moved the machine to cause a momentum so that the darn snack will drop. I told Isk and Izam this (cos they sat near me) and their jaws dropped. Wei, I am not as gentle as everyone might think, hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, I think Meridians, majority of them excluding myself for sure (heh), are pampered,stupid,nonsensical,ridiculous Dragon babies who have no brains. I think the problems brought up  by them are damn trivial. Pity SC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I dont bother much. Life is indeed sweet at the moment. I dont know why. Maybe cos I'm starting to open up again :) My classmates (the mats esp) aint that bad I guess. Chemistry (the subject) is on my side too. Ooooh and I'm so gonna go watch The Suns at RGS! *thanks for the ad, dharma* I've asked a couple of people, bugged Darren and friends to go..Not really bugged, cos Darren heard about it and knows The Suns personally so I`m sure he'd come down to support them. Besides, he can ogle at RGS girls while I ogle at my favorite(s).*winkwink*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I`m hungry and I want to eat chicken rice!&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/10189313-113827402134778928?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113827402134778928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113827402134778928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113827402134778928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113827402134778928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2006/01/life-is-sweet.html' title='Life is sweet.'/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113809663941633286</id><published>2006-01-24T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T18:24:30.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sighs. Will everyone learn how to shut up at times you are supposed to and be sensitive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home after a long day, had a Physics test which I thought was do-able but somehow know I screwed it up cos I forgot some formulae. And all I want when I get home is actually comfort and encouragement. Not some smart alec comment "You are so forgetful nowadays" Well, Mom, how about sitting for my next Physics test? I`d love to see how you do. Ah whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm. Adam's birthday today. Happy 18th!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleah. Am I the only loser who watches Dia? I need to know what happened last night! Dont laugh, waiting for a week to watch a 2-episode drama is no joke. It takes patience. I followed Esther Lai's advice; to sacrifice! I'm sure she loves me. Hurhur. Oh well, I guess I have to wait for next week. I miss watching Eqa. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know what Benji meant by Chem is a culture shock in J2. Damn mechanisms. I'm totally overwhelmed, like how the f can I remember all these raections? And who the f cares whether tertiary alcohols can be oxidised or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another lesson to learn: One man's food is another man's poison, as the saying goes. So Izam was like saying this J1 girl is hot. I lookied the girl and said "Well, she's short." He just went, oh, I wasnt referring to the height. I think it's a girl-girl thing. You know...Haha, and someone (cant remember who) said "You think she's hot cos she's fair right?" And Izam said "Fine, just because I`m dark..." That was just hilarious, I thought only girls said that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somethin`s wrong with my bladder today! Kept going to the loo hehheh. But to have people noticing that? Ramani was like, you kept going to the toilet today! And Isk commented, "This girl has been takbolehtahan-ing since just now..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my god daddy Willy. And not any lady can be my god mommy. Cos she has to get thru me first. Hrrrmmmmphhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And bestfren, outing asap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189313-113809663941633286?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113809663941633286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113809663941633286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113809663941633286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113809663941633286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2006/01/sighs.html' title=''/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113774983840124893</id><published>2006-01-20T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T17:37:18.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm so glad this week is over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, happy birthday to Aunt Siti! Wonder if she has received the stuffs. It takes 5 days for letter to travel from Singa to Aussie right? It takes 5 days to go Melb specifically, so WA should be a bit shorter. Oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 1st worst day of year 2006 was Wednesday. I couldnt take the shits happening that I was practically sulking like a little kid and practically telling my classmates off. Waited for Di (collegepubs) but found out she was absent due to sore eyes. I was keeping the whole thing to myself and thought of seeing her and talk. But I broke down &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;myself&lt;/span&gt;. Ah, nevermind. Once that was done, I washed my face and make it look fresh. Headed down to the Com Lab for CP meeting and I saw Steven there. Yay! Crapped wit him while waiting for the others came. Zu Hua is funny. At least that made me smile. And Desmond aka Man Servant bought us CHOCOLATES! Wooot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Can't wait for Soiree!&lt;/span&gt; Saw the auditions (it's exclusive, only college pubbers are allowed to seesee!) I dont think Shazleen need to go for that cos her vocal range is powerful and confirm accepted. That was my opinion anyway. Azlyn's number brought me back heaps of childhood memories..Animal Instincts by The Cranberries. I enjoyed her performance loads. Jana's band did Blink 182's First Date. The technical problems totally suck lah, but they rock! I hope they get in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm supposed to seesee yesterday's and today's audition to see `Alia's vocals, Jana's band and Isk's band respectively but my tummy mocked me. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still talking about the same day, I'm so touched that Di actually cares :) I talked to her over the phone and she knocked some sense into me. Yay I found my senses back! And I went online to talk to Di (bestfren). Alamak. Practically &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;both Di's&lt;/span&gt; saved me. Thanks dears!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was a bit better. Another shock revelation occured. Haha too paisey to say it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday. Oh yeah. That's today. I got my GP essay back and I like what I got :) I also passed my Chem test, but I know I can do way better than that. Damn mechanisms. But mistakes are learnt :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tough thing about having guy friends is that they dont understand PMS. I was rambling and rambling during GP, complaining it's too cold and that my tummy is aching. I said it's my 2nd day. Izam said "Oh." &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hello?&lt;/span&gt; What you mean, "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;oh&lt;/span&gt;" ? Guys know &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;peanuts&lt;/span&gt; about it! SO I had to go to the loo, right? I kinda brought my bag along. When I entered the class some guys looked at me in such a way as if they saw a girl with 4 hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "Why did you bring your bag to the toilet?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infer guys, INFER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, it's funny to see their reactions. A few of the Mats asked why I look so stoinked today and I blurted out "2nd day!" Seriously I have no intention to say that. I kinda forget that they're guys. Anyway my point is, uh, I don't know. I forgot lah. But lesson number 1: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;be nice to girls all the time just in case they're a sensitive brat like me cos you'll never know when you can get kicked in the ass by a girl having PMS&lt;/span&gt;. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhh. Yeh. I received the letter! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YAY!&lt;/span&gt; I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; the flowers *wide smile* The flowers are neatly placed on my study table. Willy's handwriting? Well, on the envelope it looks normal but on the letter it's very very cursive. I found out that he majored in civil engineering. Is that so Physics or what? I'ma reply asap. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hair is growing! I swear not to cut it too damn short ever again. Ok that's random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tummy is all so crampy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, another good news! I signed up for volunteering at a particular special children's home (classroom assistance) and also at SCAS. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm gonna work with children&lt;/span&gt;! I've always wanted to do that! I may sound like a loser cos only I signed up for that in my class but I don't care. Children is my soft spot, especially orphans and disabled ones. I'd just cry if I saw them tortured. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This includes my siblings, I always cry when I scold them.&lt;/span&gt; Ooooh, perhaps I'm a softie after all. Anything to do with children, I'm first in queue. And I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; doing it for CIP hours, mind you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for the electives to start! I chose Understanding Human Behaviour and Sound Mixing. Hope I can get in. I'm wee bit interested in human psychology though, my plan B was to do Childhood Education in case my O`s are screwed. Sound Mixing? Enough said. It'll be like learning what Joseph Hahn and my uncle is doing right? Should be. So exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite disturbed every morning. I think I wanna suggest to SBS to make 83 a double deck. Seeing fragile-framed primary school kids with HUGE, HEAVY bags on them trying to get into bus 83 is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; disheartening. 83 is a popular service, it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; crowded. If any of you live in Punggol/Sengkang area, you'll understand. And sometimes, the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;assholes&lt;/span&gt; inside the bus refuse to move to the back, and sometimes the bus driver do nothing about it. Grrrrrr. Poor little things. Sighs. I forgot the format of writing a letter of suggestion. Think I'll ask my GP tutor on Monday. Don't worry kids, I'll try to make life a bit easier for you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The J1s who intend to go JC after O`s results dont know what they are in for. I pity them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided to not think of the class politics that's happening. And I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cbf&lt;/span&gt; anymore. She wants it that way, so be it. I can make it on my own. I guess having heaps of mutual friends is better as opposed to 1 or 2 close friends. I'm quite shocked that I know of some people who are having these problems too. Whoah. Anyohoo, I'm taking this sudden change easy, and have learnt the true meaning of friendship again. In a hard way. Weee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a long post, practically the summary of the whole week. I realized I havent been blogging much. Oh ya. Cos I mugged, what. Now I want to eat dinner and spend my Friday in  a useful way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Infer&lt;/u&gt;. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno if my Dad cruised my blog. If he is, *waves* HI DADDY. KAYPOH YOU. Wahahahaha.&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/10189313-113774983840124893?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113774983840124893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113774983840124893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113774983840124893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113774983840124893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2006/01/im-so-glad-this-week-is-over-firstly.html' title=''/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113748669463233316</id><published>2006-01-17T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T16:31:34.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Random #1 : I have 223 posts. LOL. That's my class too.&lt;br /&gt;Random #2: qwert is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; passe&lt;br /&gt;Random #3: I know of a place in school where you can have peace and a socalled nice view.&lt;br /&gt;Random #4: It's weird that when you want something to happen badly, it will never happen. And if you least expected it, it`ll happen. Just like accidents. Hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that everyone is being insensitive today. Seriously. I wish &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;some people&lt;/span&gt; would be mindful of his words and actions. Haha, told you guys already, my karma is bad, it's practically non-existant. If you're leading a fcuking good life atm, good for you, I salute you. But fukitol, I`m gonna be just happy happy! Isn't my pretence appalling? :) Really man, I ran out of the good things in life list haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to the dozen roses in my mailbox! I mean, physical can-touch roses. Not this : &lt;@ &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wish Mr Postman would hurry up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Hana and Mom agreed that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Muslim&lt;/span&gt; (prez) resembles &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Leo&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dia&lt;/span&gt; sinetron). Except that Leo's far more fairer and his eyebrows joined. Hahaha. Speaking of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dia&lt;/span&gt;, last night's episode is worthed the 1-week wait. Although I wish that I could really focus (I was revising at the same time,heh.) but it's all good. Ivan (played by Ari Wibowo) is very dashing when he's angry kekekeke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fav song atm:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why do I care about everyone's problems when nobody cares about mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I`m so frustrated my life's overrated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I clearly remember the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;When everyone used to be friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;When they stuck by you till the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When this world wasn't turning its back on me&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stars Don't Fall - All That's Left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189313-113748669463233316?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113748669463233316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113748669463233316&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113748669463233316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113748669463233316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2006/01/random-1-i-have-223-posts.html' title=''/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113732005469855544</id><published>2006-01-15T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T20:46:43.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WILLY&lt;/span&gt; FINALLY INSTALL HIS MSN MESSENGER. Good news of the day =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zakir&lt;/span&gt; asked me if I watched &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dia&lt;/span&gt;. As if he doesnt know. And omg he watches it too. He's like the first guy I know who follows the series. According to him, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dia&lt;/span&gt; improves his Malay Language a hella lot. Well well. My theory is proven. Indo serials improves our spoken and written Malay! It does to mine during midyears last year, but that's midyears. I`ve yet to receive the real A levels results this coming March. I screwed up Malay compo, by the way. Oh and honestly, I miss Malay lessons :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Ngage is finally working! Yay! =D Pfffft &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Isk&lt;/span&gt; (my new classmate) said I look silly when I`m using my cell. But it's those silly things that make you stand out of the crowd. Wait wait. I`m not saying that I agree with him that I look silly. The point is, if it's unique, then it's mine. Argh. Nevermind. But it's working well now =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dangit man, Chemistry is overwhelming at the moment. So many reactions, so lil memory space. I wish they'd invent a memory card for human brains. At the rate on how the Year 2 syllabus is going, I prolly need a 256MG. Or more, since I have the tendency to forget Year 1's stuff, so must be kiasu a bit. I Singaporean chitijen, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what&lt;/span&gt;. Gahmen said we must be independant. Hahaha and the memory card should have this lock thing, ya know, like how diskettes have? So that nothing will be lost or tampered by someone (myself). Not bad eh. Project Work. I shall look into this again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said something really dumb just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Willy: I used to watch Hello Kitty cartoons when I was about 5 year old.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh, you mean they &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;existed&lt;/span&gt; back then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he made funny snorty noises that sounded like a laugh. Created a minor hoo ha over there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit man, I thought Hello Kitty started since 2000. This is what you get if you spent your childhood hearing Boyz II Men, Journey, Scorpion and Spice Girls when you are supposed to watch cartoons. Hur hur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice week! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL can't wait to watch &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dia&lt;/span&gt;. Fanatic, I'm telling you. And it's not fair that the series is aired in Singapore 4 years after its debut in Indo!&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/10189313-113732005469855544?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113732005469855544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113732005469855544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113732005469855544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113732005469855544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2006/01/willy-finally-install-his-msn.html' title=''/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113716499846393446</id><published>2006-01-13T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T23:09:58.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I gotta write this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my attempt to find Turning Point webbie (the local band), I got a band from CA with the same name instead. And hey, it's not bad! My type of genre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.purevolume.com/turningpoint&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone knows how I can get hold of Turning Point's (the local band) webbie? I`m hooked to their song!&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/10189313-113716499846393446?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113716499846393446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113716499846393446&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113716499846393446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113716499846393446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-gotta-write-this.html' title=''/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113715609643011617</id><published>2006-01-13T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T20:41:36.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FRIDAY 13?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yeah yeah. Friday the 13th. Whatever, you know? 13 is my lucky number. The teacher forgot to account for the 13 marks for my Lit exam back in Sec 1 and gave me a 77. Yeah, you go count my actual score. But it doesnt matter now haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, coincidentally I had a bad start today. Forgot to put in my favorite MP3 cd. And I had to resort to the local stations...not a bad thing, but I was dying to hear a particular song &gt;_&lt; Yeah my MP3 in Ngage is already kaput. Using discman at the moment, yah go and laugh. Adam asked which era am I living in when he saw it. -smirks- Aiyer, so unglam! But to have an MP3 is not a need, okay? It's a want. OMG. I can still remember Econs topic! Why did I choose Physics instead? OK, STOP IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to TM after doing revision, walked in circles, and then went home. Not really walked in circles, bought this Dream Matte Mousse by Maybelline (spelling?). I feel so bimbotic. Oh and I hate to miss my bus. I always close my eyes when I saw my bus leaving cos my heart will feel so shatttered. I`m weird. But today was an exception, cos I decided to chase the bus. Very, again this word, unglam. Suddenly I ran so fast with my Sketchers. It's either that shoes or I`m getting lighter. But the last time I weighed myself, I`m 47 kg. &gt;_&lt; SO with a plastic of Old Changkee and a bubble tea, I made a dash towards my bus. Ah SohRepresent. Woooot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yessss, Old Changkee. I wonder why on earth did I buy those oily stuffs. Perhaps they look attractive. And to see how the oil oozes out of the sotong ball is attractive too. Ugh. Okay, only today, only today. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GP was tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha anyone heard of Karaoke TV? The songs they air are so...bleah. My dad joked that we should fix a disco ball and turn our living room to a lounge. Hahaha speaking of singing, the Soiree (pronounce : Su- ah- reh) event! Exciting! Valentines is the theme. Somehow I always imagine an MJ guy, prolly a Mat, in his super tight tappered pants, singing You're Beautiful by James Blunt. I hope no one will do that. The whole thing will turn ugly. Since acoustic bands are preferred, is there anyone doing Because of You/ Behind These Hazel Eyes? Don't Speak is a classic too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok gotta pray and then do work and then sleep. Yes, on a Friday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end :)&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/10189313-113715609643011617?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113715609643011617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113715609643011617&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113715609643011617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113715609643011617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2006/01/friday-13.html' title='FRIDAY 13?'/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113698040880680995</id><published>2006-01-11T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T19:53:28.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wahaha I told Shimah about 4th Feb and both us thought it's a school day. I just checked and it's a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;! I must tell her that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Actually, if you ask me how am I doing, I`d say I`m fine. But if you can look thru my eyes and feel my heart..you`d know I`m crumbling inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyohow, I try to be an optimist. It's one of the hardest thing in the world, apart from Physics. Hurr. Manymany thanks to the random people, they dont know it but yeh they brighten up my day. Like, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Izzat&lt;/span&gt; complimented on my glasses, and this random girl in Print Screen said 'Hi'. Oh Andi told me she's a frequent visitor of my blog! That's freaky...how come she dont tag? *pesters her to do so* She said that I'm funny. Why, thanks :D It's those lil lil things that keeps you on the move :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CCA Recruitment Day today. So *boring*. But kudos to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wanwen and team&lt;/span&gt;, they were in charge of our humble College Pubs booth. What they did was rather unexpected, I mean, free Milo? Woot, good strategy! I love the CP "namecards" very sophisticated. I keep one for myself though. Hee hee. Suddenly I`m worried about the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3rd batch of CP members&lt;/span&gt;...are they gonna be as good as US? Or our seniors, for that matter. Speaking of them, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Denise&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ming Yan&lt;/span&gt; kinda helped us! :) Ben wasnt there :( Missed him a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a small chat with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ms Low&lt;/span&gt; (05 GP tutor) and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Di &lt;/span&gt;helped me with my socalled dilemma. Finally caught things up with that girl. It's been ages! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Will&lt;/span&gt; called me during lunch..yeah..haha Di thought he's my bf. That's weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ino&lt;/span&gt;...well not just him, but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everyone&lt;/span&gt; else is asking about what happened between me and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vim.&lt;/span&gt; I, sorry for the bad language but, have no &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fucking&lt;/span&gt; idea what actually happened? I asked her and all she said was she dont really talk much? I mean, I need to know what's wrong, eh. Maybe I was at fault, but the last time I checked, I was actually absent from school before this thingy happened. Everyone advised me to give it some time, but what time? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I may not look like I give a damning damn but I friggin' do.&lt;/span&gt; I miss her heaps man, whatever happened to the friendship we built with tears and laughter and jokes and all that? She acknowledges everyone `cept me. Like wtf? What did I do? And it's not as if she's hanging out with the other cliques, she's actually alone. SO interesting. I`m  leading a JC life with a Primary school problem. I try not to think much about it. Perhaps if she wants to be that way, I respect her decision. But I want her to know that I`m always there for her. Perhaps I`m too dominating? So much for caring, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Perhaps this is a blessing, perhaps it's time you make new friends and know who true friends really are." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That statement Ino made got me thinking. Make new friends now? Hah. Everyone's having their own cliques, I feel like an extra. Isn't it too late? And I hate socialising. I dont know why, but I hate it now. And I really mean it. I usually say the wrong things, never make an eye contact, and have no idea what to say. I never have this problem in the past. Shucks. I dont mind people talking to me, well, I want it that way but I cant really seem to get comfy when I initiate it. "But you were okay with interviewing people!" Yeah I don't know why? Shit it's all in the mind. I`ll be better tomorrow :) Smile more :) Ohh &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt; said I should smile more wahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid washing machine. I think it's out of order. Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh by the way, I still feel somewhat happy :0 Looking at the bright side of life =) Haha finally know Now We Will lyrics..I found out that I got  1/2 of it wrong. Heh. Wooot Chem rocks my world!&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/10189313-113698040880680995?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113698040880680995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113698040880680995&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113698040880680995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113698040880680995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2006/01/wahaha-i-told-shimah-about-4th-feb-and.html' title=''/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113663374479377942</id><published>2006-01-07T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T19:39:39.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ehh. Blogging seems funny atm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been just an OK week. Quite optimistic about it though. :) Different Math/GP/PE tutors now. Hope I can get adjusted to them, esp PE. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2 new heroes in S223,&lt;/span&gt; they're pretty nice I think. I havent had the guts to talk to them. Yet. Lol. Me and my shyness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha Shimah was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;funny&lt;/span&gt; on Thursday. Hee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night before Thursday was spent talking to Will. Almost for an hour, I was kinda scared cos calling Sg mobile from Aussie is kinda ex. "Nevermind, as long as I`m happy," he said. Good ol` him. I miss him to bits! Everything between me and him is falling to place perfectly. :) In a friend-friend kinda way. Now if only we're in the same place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings me to this: Di and I agreed that sometimes, you got the right person. But most of the time, with the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;right&lt;/span&gt; person comes the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wrong &lt;/span&gt;timing. And &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wrong&lt;/span&gt; PLACE. Not that I wish Will lives here but it'll be good if he does. To Di, sorry about last night. I went to the kitchen and Dad thought I wasnt using the computer and exited my MSN. I tried calling you but you were unavailable. Your mom using, I think. I hope all's fine lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda meet up with some old friends and uh, spent my Friday with Darren. "Best friend". Lolz. He's funny. He felt bad cos he brought me to sucha lousy place. Lol. Heartland Mall. Then I brought him to a lousier place Compass Point cos he's never been there. He'll return to Aussie after Chinese New Year. Cracked some lame jokes, which is something that I havent done for a long time lol He said I`m sweet. Lol. He's loud too. Attracted attention like shit. Saw few of my Punggolites classmates and juniors. They gave me this look. Hey, Darren is just a friend! And wheee! He's gonna intro me to some of his friends. Woot. I asked if he has any Aussie Viet friends. He smirks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I gotta write this. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Someone &lt;/span&gt;said I`m attractive! Wahahahahaha! His head must have dropped when he was a baby. I`m flattered, I think. But it's so weird...why would &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anyone&lt;/span&gt; think that I`m attractive..stupid..I`m gonna feel so weird when I meet him.. Actually I knew it from the start lah hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh WGB are having their shows and what am I doing? Ughh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tagboard is so quiet. Wonder where has Egan gone off to. Cos he always pop by and said "I`m HERE!!" Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Public holiday on Tuesday. WHich reminds me, one of the Mats asked if the kambing for korban will be sent thru an airplane. I laughed like hell, man! The rest were like "Noo, they come by ship! Air tickets cost is too costly!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Wei must get me Fort Minor tickets. Hope I`m not pressuring you =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Nobody knows just why we're here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Could it be fate or random circumstance?"&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/10189313-113663374479377942?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113663374479377942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113663374479377942&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113663374479377942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113663374479377942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2006/01/ehh.html' title=''/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113620357157272102</id><published>2006-01-02T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T20:06:11.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd day of 06</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The SMS panel is extremely irritating! I cant focus on the music video on MTV and get distracted by the stupid people who sent in stupid texts. Each text costs 50 cents and the people who texted in either said "Hi" only or bitch about the video. Woot. MTV knows how to make money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, one of the stupid people texted "Denise is the best VJ in the world!" Please lah. Don't make me laugh can. I have nothing against Denise Keller but I don't think she's the best. I'd say VJ Donita and Belinda. Natural, made-for-camera babes. I miss those old timers like Aditya and KC too. I dont need to mention Utt. He's what I call "the best". But I dont blame the stupid fella who texted, cos chances are he/she hasnt even born during the Donita era. Gee, I make her sound so old. Anyohow, Denise is rather good. Quite down to earth also, cos I had a friendly encounter with her during LP concert 2 years ago. But she's just not the best, in my humble opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Denise also proved me wrong. Cos actually, the most irritating VJs now are May and Choy. Gorgeous looks aside, but the way they present themselves...are like so fake. Oh well. I just dont like them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha so how am I spending tonight? I`m sure heaps of people are die die completing their hw esp Chem. Me? Yes, me too. Hee. Gotta polish the lobangs before Dia starts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeya in skl tomorrow! Well, most of you. :D&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/10189313-113620357157272102?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113620357157272102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113620357157272102&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113620357157272102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113620357157272102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2006/01/2nd-day-of-06.html' title='2nd day of 06'/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113611349742515857</id><published>2006-01-01T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T19:06:13.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;*stretches*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*smells the air*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woot. 2006 air smells different indeed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's kick off the year with some optimism :D&lt;br /&gt;and go thru the toughest time with hope&lt;br /&gt;Never ever quite&lt;br /&gt;Cos if it's to be, it's up to me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You bet, referring to journey towards As. What else? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love always,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jana Hahn - Azn Pryde Represent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: Dia 3 starts tonight! With English subtitles, y`all! Suria is indeed improving =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189313-113611349742515857?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113611349742515857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113611349742515857&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113611349742515857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113611349742515857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2006/01/stretches-smells-air-woot.html' title=''/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113600939499095654</id><published>2005-12-31T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T14:09:55.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sudah disigkiri &gt;=)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This part is meant for yesterday; but I've forgotten to publish it: -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes! *evil voice* &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mereka sudah disingkiri! Sudah gw hancurkan!&lt;/span&gt; Muahahaha! (They've gotten rid of! I've already destroyed them!) Haha I am referring to my siblings, they are not at home :) It's only meeeeeee and `rents. Ultimate paradise. Hmmm. It's almost midnight and lowkey is nowhere to be seen. Haha. Hope he'll keep safe and that his prayers are answered. Ok. End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to buy madrasah books. It costed lesser than I thought, as term 2 books are not out yet. SO yeah. Wow. It's 31st Dec already. Hey. It's Sharlyn's bday! Happy 17th! And it's Jon's [wgb] bday too~ But I dunno how old is he. Think I'll find a way to drop him my bday wishes. Happy B'day to him too :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aziz and Hana is back. Tsssk. :( Haha, kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night while waiting for lowkey to get on, I sorta did a list of what to do/accomplish by 2006. Call it reflection. Call it NY Resolution. Call it whatever you want. But the list is more of a motivation to survive 2006. Hahaha. I must say 2005 has been a toughie. I'm sure everyone agree. I gotta admit that my patience has improved vastly. Blah blah blah, but my reflection and goals are all written in my diary. So I wont bore you, my dear reader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there's one goal that I'd like to share - Major Chemistry in uni!&lt;br /&gt;And another - pay a visit to Melbourne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm not mistaken, 2 days ago, one of the DJ in one of the shows in Power 98, asked this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Things I want to do before I reach 40.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to visit my net friends whom I've been talking to since 2000.&lt;br /&gt;Davey in Vancouver, May in Bangkok, and since she's there I gotta visit Pik and Nadear too. I have to meet Andy and Will, but hopefully on a 2 year basis. As frequent as I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to travel with my best friend Di and sis Hana, hopefully around Asia but first stop must be The Netherlands. Cos I wanna meet Karim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also want to visit my cousins/extended family in WA. Bro in Melb. Not forgetting my Uncle and family in Big Apple. Since he works for a record company,  I might as well meet LP *hinthint*, experience a rock concert (preferably LP) and TRL. And witness LP do their recording.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sounds ridiculous but I want to meet Neil Humpreys (I'm serious! Can we have him do a talk for College Pubs please?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I want to have 3 kids by 40. Which means that I wanna get married!! Who doesn't, right? And after that, go on a pilgrimage with my husband, whoever you are. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to migrate to WA with my family ( I heard they're talking about this already!) - I want to buy them a house there. &lt;s&gt; and to do these easily I gotta marry an Aussie .&lt;/s&gt; Hahaha I told Zul (cousin in WA) that I wanna marry an Aussie Viet and she gave me this laugh. Ok, correction-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Date&lt;/span&gt; an Aussie Viet. (I bet Di knows who) Unspoken dream; you guys hear it first on eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving license is a must, before I hit 25.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wants are unlimited. Resources are scarce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year, everyone! Party hard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerios.&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/10189313-113600939499095654?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113600939499095654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113600939499095654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113600939499095654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113600939499095654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2005/12/sudah-disigkiri.html' title='sudah disigkiri &gt;=)'/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113584663084597771</id><published>2005-12-29T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T16:57:10.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>me. again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hmmmm. I don't know. Let's start with this part of a song that's been playing in my head over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But though you're still with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've been alone all along"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Immortal - Evanescence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was doing the remaining of the assignment, listening to Class 95 and this song came on. The piano version. The lyrics touched my heart and soul. The weather's cloudy and everything just connected. Have you ever felt...uh, you feel your heart thudding and then for no reason you have goosebumps when hearing a particular song perhaps at a particular time too? It happened to me, and it's been ages since I last felt that way. So instead of thinking of what happens when   cosine is integrated I just stoned there, enjoying each and every moment of this song. Cos it gives me the chance to think of bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) Yay! Will calls me every morning haha He sounded so sleepy just now; kept on yawwwwning away. And he's so sweet, he said that he "replied" (the email I sent out to some this morning) and make it extra special by ringing me up. Gee,  when school starts I cant talk to him online as frequently as how I do now. Booo. I like him. Not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; kind of like. Well he's a great person to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana and Aziz is at granny's. Awesomeness! Haha am I so mean or what? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh something's wrong with Farid's jaw :( And the darn doctor thought he was faking it. The doc deserved to be sued. &gt;=) Hope he gets well soon :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So people. Enjoy the last pieces of 05 cos it will only happen once. Duh, right? More like use this last moments either to complete that revision or to party. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: the 3rd series of Dia starts this sunday!&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/10189313-113584663084597771?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113584663084597771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113584663084597771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113584663084597771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113584663084597771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2005/12/me-again.html' title='me. again.'/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113578493976494703</id><published>2005-12-28T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T23:54:26.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>smiles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I had a gigundoly wonderful day today :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my mom decided not to stay for a swim so we headed to Jurong Point first. I got something I really wanted and it's hot! I had a great day with her, just the both of us. Had lunch at Delifrance, many thanks to the staffs there. Very approachable and friendly :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG - We went to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Toys 'R' Us&lt;/span&gt; (I dragged Mom actually) and wooot. Imagine an 18 year old to be girl with her mom, in a so-so big toys store. I was all raring to see those toys! Inner child finally surfaces after being locked up for a long time. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I bought figurines!&lt;/span&gt; The Chronicles of Narnia! It's the whole set. Edmund, Aslan, Witch, and so on. But no Tumnus ): No Susan/Lucy also. No Wardrobe too! Boo. But I love the set I bought. Looking at it now..so pretty..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After shopping we went to paternal grandparents'. At this point in time my tummy was bloating..it's filled with the Cheesy Burger I had in Swensen's yesterday, and the Deli set which I just had too. To top it off, we had dinner at Banquet. Yong Tau Foo baby! Nyummmmmm...by now, one might think I'm pregnant. Number 2 must occur soon. If not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, Will called me up in the morning, and I was less shy this time. I helped him come up with a plan on how to save money. So he can come over ASAP, duhh. I told him to party once a month and he went ballistic. LOL. He talked about his ex fiancée...I dont know why, but I really dont know how to respond if one talks about his/her past relationships. And it seems like they feel comfy when talking about their ex-es to me. That's a good thing I guess. I'm just the good girl there ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called Stevebro...for 13 mins and 59 seconds. Those minutes are the most enjoyable ones today. I hope he has lost my url and is not reading this. Haha..It's nice to hear his voice. I still have a bit of a prob with his talking pace..like, I mistook fireworks for flowers? But it's all good..of course there were quiet moments here and there..Silence..We've known each other for 6 years.I love that dude. My bro. Yes. I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;trying&lt;/span&gt; to remind myself that. Hahahaha..And damn. My trip next year is supposed to be a secret! But I goofed it all up. I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cant&lt;/span&gt; keep a secret from him, man.. &gt;.&lt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please forgive me- I can't stop loving you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Bryan Adams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Really.&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/10189313-113578493976494703?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113578493976494703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113578493976494703&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113578493976494703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113578493976494703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2005/12/smiles.html' title='smiles'/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113569228092923639</id><published>2005-12-27T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T23:22:45.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>narniaaaa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"For Narnia! And for Aslan too!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-Peter, The Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion The Witch and The Wardrobe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, my favorite part of the movie. I seriously think that if you have not read the book before, you'd think that the build-up is pretty slow. Heaps of kids were already fidgeting. Either that or their attention span sucks. Anyhoo, it's a good watch. I like Aslan most, tho I think Tumnus the Faun is pretty hot. But he's sorta skinny lol And most of the characters are like what I've imagined when I read the book, especially Lucy and Edmund, cos I expected the Witch to be more wicked haha. You guys should catch it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to have this dream that I'm a child actor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something mysterious happened yesterday. The tin of condensed milk spilled in the refrigerator. Like, wtf. I wonder how it could happen. Mom was soo cranky she started to blame me for it. Hurtful words as per normal but I cbf cos I was soooo sleepy as it was midnight! I woke up quite early today so I cleaned up the mess. Lol and just now she felt guilty I think and wanted to buy me this bag. It was gorgeous but...Emily Rose? Too common. Too Malay also. No offense to anyone,really. However I admit it IS pretty (the bag). Complains, complains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren ring me up just now and we crapped. Hmmmm...I was all fine talking to him, and totally crap along man, but when it comes to Will, I got all tongue-tied...Hmmmm.. And both of them are Net mates haha. AG rocks! Woooot! And rAi will sing "Boy you 17 years older but you hot" Right. Well, Will is hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of her, I'm reminded of this very embarrassing incident that occured just now! Aziz and Hana, I'm so gonna strangle both of them! As you know, I went to PS to watch Narnia right? Mom wanted to check out Barang Barang (again). I seize my opportunity to see that ohmygodsohot chinky dude. Wooot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I did see him. Stealing glances...he remembers me, I think. From the way he looked at me, it seems like there's this weird connection between us. Oh dear, I hope I wasnt the only one feeling it. I so wish to gather the guts to ask him, no, to be his friend. I could have done the first move, I mean, my conscious is clear. But it doesnt seem right? =//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok back to the story. The shop is rather...woody. So when you walk around you'll hear tapping noises, esp if you wear those wooden "clogs" which is what I wore. I kinda dragged my feet and Aziz thought I farted. He shouted "Hey! You didn't say excuse me!" I just went "What for?" He replied "You fang pi!" And that omgsohot chinky dude must walk pass us. He gave me this look that means "omghahayoureallydidthat?" I flustered, totally. It was my darn slippers...Argh. And Hana didnt even come to my rescue. By the time I reasoned, he already left. He must be laughing his ass off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How to approach him like that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. I havent really prepared for Phy test. Chem? So-so. I'm so gonna die can. At least the assignments are (almost) completed. This is the part where Jannah freaks out and...I dont know. Can I please enjoy the last bits of 05? I still have plans on Friday...and tomorrow. Swimming. And shop at Jurong Point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, 2006. :(&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/10189313-113569228092923639?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113569228092923639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113569228092923639&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113569228092923639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113569228092923639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2005/12/narniaaaa.html' title='narniaaaa!'/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113557359749414203</id><published>2005-12-26T12:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T13:06:37.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>narnia soon!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yay! I'll be watching Narnia tomorrow at PS! I think we're going at the 4pm plus slot. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone heard a loud shriek last night, it's probably me. That darn lizard strikes back! It was shitting all over, I swear. Fresh warm shit. I cant seem to kill it, it was soo fast and..slimy! On top of that, I had no weapons; no Baygon/Shieldtox/whatever and it was in the kitchen near the cereal box and rice cooker so how am I gonna get through those?? I sound so unglam now,haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mobile phone is messing with me :( There's something wrong with the MP3 player...Sighs..It's so hard to find The Perfect Mobile Phone nowadays. I want a phone like my dear NGage. MP3 + radio + games. The Pink RZR, whatever you call that, is pretty. But there the functions suck. Ok, a camera. But what for? Well even if there is a phone with what I want, I'm already too attached to my NGage. Anyways, I vow not to put my cell in silent mode. Cos yesterday, I received 2 missed calls and they're from Will. Dannnnnng. I'm such a blonde in diguise. As Will puts it; "dippy".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Iwan called yesterday night. Maryam sounds so cute over the phone! She was singing Twinkle Twinkle Little Stars. It was around 11 at night, which is 10am New York time I think, and I was watching some hindi flicks with my mom. I called Gran Rosita up too, wished her Merry Christmas. She said she had heaps of invitation to go to haha I wonder if there's any gathering for New Years? I'd love to come over to her place anytime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad got me this plan, free IDD calls to USA/Thai/Tai..I wonder why they don't include Aussie? But free 400 and incoming is good enough, I suppose. If only calling Aussie is like making local calls. Dream on,Jannah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189313-113557359749414203?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113557359749414203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113557359749414203&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113557359749414203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113557359749414203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2005/12/narnia-soon.html' title='narnia soon!'/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113548354639459857</id><published>2005-12-25T10:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T12:58:18.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I`ve said this before, but I`mma repeat. Class 95 FM rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I watched Coach Carters again yesterday night. Rich - whaat? Richmond! Or should I say, "washuuu!" *looks at Rai*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ( me and rai ) were so bored last night, up till late! We did henna, and it's a failure for me. Hahaha. And Mom told me siblings are not gonna be back today but tomorrow or the day after and what do you get? Woooooot. Trying to get into the mood of mugging, but, let's leave that at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, if I sound distracted during IM last night, it's prolly cos I was consoling/talking to my mate. Her bf dumped her - on the eve of Christmas, and she had already planned wonderful stuffs for him. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well that's guys for you&lt;/span&gt;. Always dickheads and nothing more. Was supposed to go to her house but her family's bringing her out. Gon call her later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh I had weird replies from my 3 Aussie dudes =p Bro said he'd jump into a box but then he wouldn't last long lol Andy said something about big lips haha (he woke me up in the morning!) and Will said that he'd send me anything I asked for =/ Speaking of him, he said I look 19. *shudders*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brunch time. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I'm in so deep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You know I'm such a fool for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You got me wrapped around your finger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you have to let it linger?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cranberries - Linger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189313-113548354639459857?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113548354639459857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113548354639459857&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113548354639459857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113548354639459857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2005/12/ive-said-this-before-but-imma-repeat.html' title=''/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113542126267196572</id><published>2005-12-24T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T18:47:42.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>???!!!???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm, I went out with my family (minus lil bros) to Compass Point (pathetic,lol) today. I have to change my glasses as it's been 3 years. Lens got scratched and it looks so yesterday. Haha,nah, just that the state of my glasses...the "bridge" is loose (like my mind). Mom, Dad and Rai wanted me to get the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thick &lt;/span&gt;frame. Eeks. I don't want to portray my nerdy self in an obvious way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It looks &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;great&lt;/span&gt; on you!! You look just like Dwi!!" Mom and Rai exclaimed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*smirks* I refused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nyehh, you're a coward..don't dare to be different.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice try, Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eons of trying on frames, I got the pink ones (surprise,surprise). Nah, I dont want the thick frames, been there done that. It looks so yesterday and kinda common. Well, it IS nice, but I remembered the time when I got something similar as that, and I look hideous when I took it off. Also, it's so retro-ish! That's soo in the past! Quite common too. Minah-Beng-Lian-ish. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I was feeling lousy cos the new lens + frames = 300 bucks&lt;/span&gt;. So expensive can. I kinda feel guilty that my mood turned sour, which made Mom thought that I want to get new shoes (kinda true, but it's not cos of that) It's already bad that...bills plus religion books plus siblings uniforms and skl books = daddy spent more money. Sighs. ): I hope and pray things will turn out okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to eat at Banquet. Dying to have Yong Tau Foo. But it's damn crowded. So we ate at Pizza Hut. One of the waiter is cute. Not cute in a omgsohot way, but cute in a boynextdoor style. He's quite short for a guy, and he's a chink. Chink boys are cute. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought clothes at Bossini (them,not me) I thought one of the cashier is a girl but actually it's a male. SO embarrasing. He's Malay. Quite fair for a Malay. Now when I think about it, he have the sweet look. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt spend on anything today,`cept for ear rings. Somebody shoot me. I'll be going to JP on Wed, and hopefully get a cool bag and whatnots. I want those top with super wide opening and you just have to wear a tube inside. I already have the peasant skirt, half cardigans..ooh yeah. More baby tees, please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad commented: "New year, new glasses, new bag,new...boyfriend?" I smiled. Sure. As if. *rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'mma off now. Merry Christmas to everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*trying to learn Frente's Bizarre Love Triangle*&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/10189313-113542126267196572?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113542126267196572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113542126267196572&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113542126267196572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113542126267196572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2005/12/blog-post.html' title='???!!!???'/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113533471892644772</id><published>2005-12-23T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T18:45:18.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>agen.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wee! It's me again :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an unexpected call today! I was reading a book, the mob rang, I didnt look at the number and absent mindedly picked it up and said "Hey.Yah. What?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turned out to be Will. I almost died when I heard his voice cos I thought it was Bro. Must be the accent. Haha..Shit lah, I was soo quiet and that made him puzzled cos I talked alot online. Heh and he kept mocking me, saying that I'm shy! But we did talk for a bit, his plans for Xmas and he might come over to Singapore next year! Some time around July? Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like surprises :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha..I'm addicted to the Dia sinetron. It's actually the repeat but I caught none of it cos I was busy during term time, but they are like repeating the 2 whole series these holidays :) Tak sia-sia aku miss. But it's frustrating man, Fifi is such a beeyatch. And Dwi is sooo weak! I likelikelike Eqa~~(shh.) He reminds me of me. Headstrong, refusing others' help. =p Can we please have students exchange programme with Indo students please?? Haha. Quit dreaming! Oh btw I can understand their slang now, I tribute Rido using Bahasa Indo and he was kaget. Haha.  I`m full of surprises myself =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siblings off to Gran's. I smell Heaven =p&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/10189313-113533471892644772?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113533471892644772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113533471892644772&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113533471892644772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113533471892644772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2005/12/agen.html' title='agen.'/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113524186832548258</id><published>2005-12-22T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T21:32:49.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Brrrrrr. It's cold. I`m walking around in my old bedroom slippers. I have poor intuition. I thought today's gonna be hot so I only put on my shorts and sleeveless. But it's blarrdy cold. Of course, Val is experiencing something more colder. -3 degrees? Woot. She rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. 5 years later I`ll be 22. OMG. "Eeyer, so old!" I told my parents. Mom sniffed and said "Well, of course! Someday you gotta earn money and pay back to us!" Nyehhh. I wish I never grow old. Goodbye, student offers. Dad has been rambling on how he should keep fit so that he can look after my children. He ahh. Fathers. &gt;.&lt; I havent even complete my studies haha&lt;br /&gt;I wish I'm still young and naive. I wish I'm that raw and never know family politics. Now I have eyes to see, mind to think and heart to feel (which I rarely use)...Ah. Forget it. Now I have to face this ugly world. Meet ugly people (not literally, of course). Isn't this a dog eat dog world? Stooping very low just to get your wants. Which is unlimited. I also have to face hardship and sufferings of others. And life is not always sweet. Discrimination, abuse. Riots, murders. Disasters,poverty. Stop the hate, people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Don't let me see mistakes and lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let me keep my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Faith and innocent eyes"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Delta Goodrem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 years later is silly. I'll never know what's gonna happen. But I do know I can travel alone haha stop it Jannah. I shot this question to WGB (woot,i love them!) regarding on how life might be like 10 years later. Now when I ask that qn myself, I finally understand why they answer like that cos it was kinda tough. Plus nobody knows whats gonna happen. I can't even imagine 10 years later, let alone 5. Haha.. 5 years later I`m 22. Bro's gonna be 23. Aziz will be..12, which makes Rashid 14. Rai's gonna be 17! OMG. 'Rents will be 45. Will's gonna be...38. And he still looks like 22. *scratches head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess dancing makes me he look heaps younger. I'm starting to read weird magazines. Like, how to maintain your body shape and avoiding wrinkles and stuff like that. Paranoia. Haha. Kiasu? Dunno. This entry is going nowhere, bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait for the shopping spree!&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/10189313-113524186832548258?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113524186832548258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113524186832548258&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113524186832548258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113524186832548258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2005/12/brrrrrr.html' title=''/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113518260922006616</id><published>2005-12-22T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T00:30:09.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I`m just about to start my movie marathon when I realized that Dad has forgotten to rent my favorite movie. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad took the whole week off (: Happy happy.. And we're gonna watch Narnia next Tue! We've already booked the tix ^_^ And I heard that we're gonna go for a swim on the following day and Mom thought of buying me a brand new swimsuit. It is kinda funny. Me in a swimming costume? It's been ages. 2 years? Haha. Nyayi has said that she saw some Malay girls wearing bikini and I retorted "Berangan.." If they're (body shape) made for the bikinis, fine. But my mindset is fixed on Minahs with heaps layers of droopy fats all over. No offense to anyone, considering I`m Malay by race myself. And Di said that research has proved that the more obese you are, the lower your self-esteem will be. I bet some, ahem, Minahs beg to differ. *winks* It's like ,uhmmm,the more big sized you are, the happier you will be. I guess confidence comes from the fats that is hiding beneath us. Since I`m far from obese let alone fat, now I know why I always feel low. I need those fats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurhur. Dry humour for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched Tab TV and I wonder how much a honeytrapper in Singapore earns. Did they say? I think I only heard Japan's. I also caught Faking It, it's quite interesting. Tonight's ep is about this man who's gonna act like a drag queen, and a panel of judges will have to guess if he is, well, faking it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to be in a good mood :) Is that good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. Movie time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. How long can I last not sleeping?&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/10189313-113518260922006616?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113518260922006616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113518260922006616&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113518260922006616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113518260922006616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2005/12/im-just-about-to-start-my-movie.html' title=''/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113509499053595235</id><published>2005-12-20T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T00:09:50.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Put your heart in my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You'll be safe here"&lt;/span&gt; - Rivermaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I say this? Have you ever missed someone so much that it makes you cry? And knowing that it's not reciprocal makes you cry harder? Unreplied IMs and SMSes frustrates you but your heart tells another story, and you eventually coax yourself by saying that he doesnt mean to not reply. But deep down, you know the truth. Just refuse to accept that. So you turn to the old love letters hidden in the wardrobe. And re-read chat logs and his emails. Then you wondered "Whatever happened to that old feeling?" And ponder on the things that went wrong. Whose fault was that? Why did it lead to that? What actually happened? Oh, the confusion of it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F December. I hate this month so much. I know I felt this way last year. And the year before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scrolling thru the IM list...and no one is online at this time. All those whom you thought would be there...well, they are not. How can you let out my feelings without having someone to say "Oh, you're just a teenager, you dunno anything" or worse, completely ignores you and talks about him/herself. Now, dont you just feel like...ah,forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Why I stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you just push away"&lt;/span&gt; -LP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all about wrong timing.  The reasonable you said "Well, some people have better things to do,like sleeping, than listening to you" The selfish you beg to differ. "No. Whatever happened to my needs? F those shitholes" Quit arguing guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Walking through life unnoticed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Knowing that no one cares&lt;/span&gt; - Ben Moody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to square one. It's the same shit, but on a different day. I hate myself for being nice. Karma doesnt apply to me at all. But despite all those lovehate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Nobody ever made me feel this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'ma stickwitu"&lt;/span&gt; -PCD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I'm on my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A million miles away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Temptation all around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wont be long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So please be strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cos I'm holding on for you&lt;/span&gt;" -Liberty X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will has turned blonde. Hot baby. The thought of meeting him next year....whoopee! Partying all night. Shh. Cant wait for the staring session. Haha. My 3 year old baby might come over now that he has completed his exams. He better come. Or else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda look forward to 06.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gawd, been watching heaps of docus lately. Tsunami remembrance, Minutes before Disaster - Bali Bombings... There are people who are suffering as I type. And they really wish they're leading my life, I know. I love you guys, dickheads or not. My precious family and Hana. Love that girl so much. She's my little sis, my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) feel heaps betta now. I'm weird.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189313-113509499053595235?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113509499053595235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113509499053595235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113509499053595235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113509499053595235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2005/12/put-your-heart-in-my-hand-youll-be.html' title=''/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113505070790046044</id><published>2005-12-20T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T11:51:47.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Anyway, despite my whining session yesterday, I love myself and my life (still). I`m glad I can wake up to a brand new day! I'm not gonna be beaten. Well, I still believe that happiness lies on the other side of the darkest nights :( Nyehh. Forget it. Ah, I have things to settle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It takes less muscles to smile but even lesser to punch the shit out of the asshole that pisses you off"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite tired to go out tomorrow. Outing postponed to Friday (: I swear I'd drop my accent if I keep hanging out with net mates.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189313-113505070790046044?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113505070790046044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113505070790046044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113505070790046044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113505070790046044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2005/12/anyway-despite-my-whining-session.html' title=''/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113500918720784408</id><published>2005-12-19T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T00:19:47.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>allovertheplaceeee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I watched King Kong today. A good cry towards the end, really. I was about to let out one when I turned and saw Hana crying which kinda amused me and I lost all the tears immediately. However my nose is still choked though hahaha The movie indirectly hit me..tales of betrayal which you cant really help and greed. Which I've seen among my friends. Bah. Stop. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Stop.&lt;/span&gt; Naomi Watts didn't have to do much besides screaming and look in to KK's eyes deeply...both of them managed to connect with us viewers...But I cant seem to leave the mindset of Jack(Jet?) Black = Skl of Rock. He was the socalled villain there. Stupid. All he cared for was his movie and money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways it was so crowded at PS..Thank God for credit cards to book &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;online&lt;/span&gt;. Suddenly the sight of seeing a family of 10 queuing up for tix made me feel sad. Like their kids were running around, and then it was damn, well, crowded that I dont think any movie is available for them. I ended up praying for them, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hopefully they were treated nicely&lt;/span&gt;. Well, I don't know them personally but why the eff do I bother. I`m weird. Damn Singaporeans. Perhaps foreigners. Damn distracting can. Switch off that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;darn&lt;/span&gt; mobile. Do they need Chicken Little to remind them? And those f'ing poseurs/kids. Making a nuisance outta themselves. I sat next to 2 Korean dudes. Rather hot. And things just had to go wrong. Lovebirds right in front of me. Mat/Minah couple at that. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;I hate sitting near lovebirds&lt;/span&gt;. Cos it's so tempting to ..... ah, nevermind. Then the minah was "feeding" her darling Mat with hotdog like in a playful way. WTF man. I`m so tempted to push in the hotdong for her. It's fucking irritating, I'm telling you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner at Sanur..it's been 435878 weeks. I can seriously pinch out the fats on my tummy. Hahaha! And things, again, had to go wrong. It's ___ irritating each time you enter a restautant, and you see a family of chinks there, with at least one ang moh. And the latter is always the husband/bf of one of the daughters. Pffft. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Berangan&lt;/span&gt;. Oh ya. Chinese/Caucasian couple is quite in nowadays also. Oh well. And what's ___ irritating is that they talk so loudly that I seriously thought of shoving the plates to their bloody mouths. Or that sambal belachan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh. I seriously have no mood to talk to anyone atm. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shut up&lt;/span&gt;. But I want to talk to someone...but nobody can fit that role for now...but but but.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaah..Shimah sms-ed me. She said she saw Sam, Tristan and Jimmy at Bras Basah..to tell the truth, I'm kinda over them. Ok, Pik's gonna skin me alive but they're so boring now. No offense. No. Don;t flood my tagboards. It's nothing personal. Just sick of them. Haha. Pug Jelly's better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bored of my blogging tone? Well apparently &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;someone's &lt;/span&gt;not happy on how I used to sound like. But I'm not changing cos of that. I`m just not in a good mood atm. I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cbf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happy note...Might go out with Darren on Wed. The M'sia-Sg-Aussie dude I knew thru AG. At least someone &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bothers&lt;/span&gt; to make a date. And finally it's not always me. Do I sound like a loser? But it's ___ stupid that Ive always been the one organizing. F all my socalled friends. Bumholes. Darren's way older 23 I think, and we're not even that close. But bothers. Another dilemma. Where to go...?? Heh. So many net friends, so lil time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another happy note, off to Aussie straight after A's. Meaning that I may not go to the prom. F prom also. They prolly have some band who think theyre so good or nothing at all. Haha. I`m saving up my money so I can book a ticket to Melb. To meet my loved ones and loved ONE. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Someone whom I've been clinging on to for 3 years.&lt;/span&gt; Someone whom I`m hoping on...Tho he &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pushes&lt;/span&gt; me away.. I guess my meeting with him next year will hopefully decide the next step - get over it or hold on for it. Haha..where should I stay when I get there? I`m not going to his house..it'll be very emotional..and I`m scared I`m not that strong...You know what I mean..maybe to Andy's. Or Will's. Man, I should make female friends hahha but let's not tell anyone..be it a secret..to surprise him...And that's next year, stupid, focus on A's for now! Hahha! Yep, more determined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly like Physics. Random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish people dont take me as just another teenager...&lt;br /&gt;My esteem has sunk to a new low.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing new,nothing new.&lt;br /&gt;Grow up Jannah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just washing it aside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All of the helplesness inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pretending I dont feel misplaced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is so much simpler than change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LP-Easier to Run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:-1;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(I took an hour to type this all out)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189313-113500918720784408?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113500918720784408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113500918720784408&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113500918720784408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113500918720784408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2005/12/allovertheplaceeee.html' title='allovertheplaceeee'/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113466451340209192</id><published>2005-12-16T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T00:35:13.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I edited 4 of the pics and I`m already having a headache. I need someone to edit thingys for me. It's midnight and I`m still not sleeping? Had a rough morning, tiring afternoon, stressful evening. And I`ve been rambling to Ben. Deng. On why I kowtow him. He doesnt have a clue. Hahaha! Poor him..he has tests next week. Boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just deleted the whole chunk. It doesnt make any sense. This entry doesn't anyway. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watch Narnia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weee! Darren is in Singapore! I knew him thru AG. He's nice. Ok whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189313-113466451340209192?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113466451340209192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113466451340209192&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113466451340209192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113466451340209192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-edited-4-of-pics-and-im-already.html' title=''/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113443270123185397</id><published>2005-12-13T08:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T08:11:41.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>alert!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Alarming situation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone read TODAY newspaper today? (No pun intended)&lt;br /&gt;In response to my dislike for statistics, Dad showed me something that he read - According to Woman's Charter, there are 163 couples registered who is of the combination Chinese Groom, Malay Bride. However, according to Syariah, only 73 of the couples are of that combi. Which goes to infer that more than half of them didn't convert or perhaps eloped :( So their weddings aint true in the eyes of God :( Sad but true. Ok, statistics may be helpful but I still don't like it. And to think we're learning that and Probability next year...well, who gives a damn haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan Cabrera's True is on. :) I swear I'll fall for anyone who sings that song. And haha I talked to Ben Deng yesterday. He resembles Bryan can.&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/10189313-113443270123185397?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113443270123185397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113443270123185397&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113443270123185397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113443270123185397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2005/12/alert.html' title='alert!'/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113428776532963238</id><published>2005-12-11T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T16:36:57.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wgb</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;*huge grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! WGB interview was a success :) The weather was wet at first, but it turned out to be okay minutes after that. Hehe Shimah reminded me not to be too enthu (I had a reputation) so yeh, I was cool and calm, and when we were talking to them I forgot my bimboism dilemma "Am I presentable? Is my hair ok? Am I fat?" Kekeke. Well, I may not look like it but yar, I`m very self-conscious. Every girl is. If you're not you're probably perfect or too confident. And being the latter can be quite a turn-off I must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the boys! Boys will always be boys, and I`m glad. Their "and then..?" antics and lame-ness never fail to make me smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, before meeting them I had a day out with one of my best buddies who never let me down, Si Wei. It's weird that we can crap around and talk about everythin under the sun despite not meeting for a year! I love her for being such a blessing in my life :) We went to Junction 8, and came out with the theory that back in the olden days, John is such a nice man that has touched the life of other people. Hence, John Little and Long John Silver's. That's your cue, my dear reader, to laugh. We had lunch at the latter and even though the meal seem rather small, it's very filling! We window shopped not cos we didn't have any money but because we're rather choosy on what to buy. Anyways, Junction 8 is a mess. Shops are scattered all over and I got pretty bored. So we spent the rest of the day at TM. Which was a big mistake cos it's too crowded that there's nothing to see. Anyway her parents were meeting her there to have dinner and as for me, WGB time! Me and Si Wei caught their sound check, they were doing Flights of Fancy though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I met Shimah at Tampines MRT, and we fell into the hands of The Bimbo, the inner devil in us. She was fretting over an umbrella haha and I was critical of my hair. However we comforted each other and all's good :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked towards the stage and saw Dharma. Gave him a lil wave and he suggested that we do the interview in KFC. In KFC there's a perfect bench place but it's wet and sticky. So we settled to the ones that doesnt have benches :( But I`m glad it's not too crowded so that every member has a place to sit on :) Dharma,Jude and Eghan? ( I have no idea how to spell his name, the East Side boy! He's not in WGB tho. ) were first, followed by Jon and Erik, and finally, the vox of the band, Bryan. When Bryan came in, an image of Jamie Oliver flashed in my mind, and I almost giggled to myself. Then when Bryan started to be lame, I thought of Ben Deng. Gawwwd both of them look sooooo alike that I thought they're related! Super fair with super red lips. Coupled with the fact that Ben was the one who intro-ed me to WGB makes it more freakier. Jon agreed too! Haha and I found out that Bryan's in Shatec. Well...Jamie Oliver? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the whole thing, we took photos! Haha I sound like a teeny bopper now. I wanted to stay for the show but Mum's calling me. :( So it's either a happy mom or an angry mom. Come to think of it, I have been staying up late so it's only fair. And Dad's doing his night shift so I understand. I`m so sad can! I badly want to see every performance esp WGB's but I only saw The Leaven Trait's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shimah and I sat down for a while, hyperventilated for a bit. Then we bitch about our sad lives. Then the next second we were high again. Girls. I felt worried once again, so I asked if I was ok during the interview. She retorted "Ok? Pffft. You were the center of attention and loving it lah! But you looked a bit nervous-timid tho.." Hahaha and she asked me the same question. We got up and walked around TM to buy the diary that I`ve been eyeing and Aziz was pestering me to buy the Chicken Little book. So I got him that. I fell in love with the Puma shoes, 89 bucks. The shop assistant was so sweet. He knew we are Muslims so he went to check out if it's pig skin, then he taught us how to differentiate one. But then again, if it's pig skin there should be a sign. Saw this Adidas bag, quite chic, but it's a backpack. I`m kinda sick of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I feel super tired today, when I didn't even party last night. Perhaps it's my dream. I thought I could dream of youknowwho but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt that Pei Lin and I were walking towards somewhere, and in the middle of our path there's DDR. So we played for a bit, I could feel the tireness in that dream anyway. Then this scene appeared : It looked like an army place, with soldiers everywhere. It's a re-occuring scene in my dream. Now when I think about it...it looked like the scene from Enemy at the Gates. Anyways, suddenly we were in this secluded room. And out of nowhere, we were debating about capital punishment. *smirks* Paternal grandad and Gran Rosita were there also. Daddy too. And then, before I knew it, it's Nguyen Tuong Van's funeral. I can clearly see his twin bro and mother. We were paying our respect...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to wake up tho. When I do manage to wake up...I know he remembers me. -not discussing this topic any further here- I felt a cold shiver. I got up and bathed, and the radio was playing One Sweet Day. *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I should be off doing the report before the feeling's gone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WGB, more shows please! I *heart* you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I *heart* my lil sis Hana too! All's fine now :)&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/10189313-113428776532963238?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113428776532963238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113428776532963238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113428776532963238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113428776532963238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2005/12/wgb.html' title='wgb'/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113412926483878618</id><published>2005-12-09T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T19:54:24.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Let's see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm. I read all my chat logs, there's this particular one that said "Really, I learnt that I only have myself to rely on"&lt;br /&gt;I talked to Duy and his nick is exactly the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a bad thing eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today is no different from yesterday. Haha. Sometimes I wonder. I think I`m the kind of person everyone turn to when they're in deep shit. They just assumed I`ll always be there. I wonder if they know that I have bullshits in my life, just like them? Ahh well, the facade that you put on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*huge grin* WGB tomorrow! At least THAT's something that is making me look forward to Saturday. Or to life, if you like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, random: My hair still sucks. I kept thinking of Adam's botak haircut when I look at my hair. *shudders* Thank God school's not on. Yet. Or I`ll hear him (or the other Mats) smugly saying "Eh. Who eat your hair?" Retribution, retribution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pik, Nadear and friends are coming over next year. Yay! I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I`m gonna get ready everything for tomorrow! I want all to be perfect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189313-113412926483878618?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113412926483878618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113412926483878618&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113412926483878618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113412926483878618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2005/12/lets-see.html' title=''/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113409227935137777</id><published>2005-12-09T09:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T09:37:59.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got this from `Alia&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are intelligent, honest and sweet. You are friendly to everybody and don't like conflict. Because you're so cheerful and fun people are naturally attracted to you and like to talk to you. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;( *smiles* i used to be like that =p )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like serious, smart and determined people. You don't judge a book by its cover, so good-looking people aren't necessarily your style. This makes you an attractive person in many people's eyes.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;( bingo! )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You prefer to get to know a person very well before deciding whether you will commit to the relationship. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(isn't everyone.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very serious about relationships and aren't interested in wasting time with people you don't really like. If you meet the right person, you will fall deeply and beautifully in love. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;( *one eyebrow up*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your views on education&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Education is less important than the real world out there, away from the classroom. Deep inside you want to start working, earning money and living on your own.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(education is important..although i really want to earn money..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(haha so does my dream of becoming a teacher ... haha yep, thats a secure job! and i like it too =p )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Success in your career is not the most important thing in life. You are content with what you have and think that being with someone you love is more than spending all of your precious time just working. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (woiiii success in my career is one of the important things in life! )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are concerned about your image and the way others see you. This means that you try very hard to be accepted by other people. It's time for you to believe in who you are, not what you wear. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;( well... ditto.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(i'd rather use my head,seriously. followed by heart before but it leads me to deep bullshit =/ haha the first part, very true..others before self!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Willie Lacap Timm - That's such a cool name! But I guess if you're Filo..wait does that name even reflects your heritage?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up super early today =) Had a nice dream but I cant remember all of it. I just woke up feeling good :) Now I`m so hungry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189313-113409227935137777?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113409227935137777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113409227935137777&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113409227935137777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113409227935137777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2005/12/got-this-from-alia-your-view-on.html' title=''/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113400579727505454</id><published>2005-12-08T09:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T09:36:37.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG Hana is a pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She set her alarm at 8.30 but still couldnt get her ass up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I set it at 9.25 and placed her mobile next to her ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And rrrinngg! She still can get back to sleep despite that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Haha I`m such a cheeky girl.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189313-113400579727505454?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113400579727505454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113400579727505454&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113400579727505454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113400579727505454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2005/12/omg-hana-is-pig.html' title=''/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113396891837547461</id><published>2005-12-07T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T23:21:58.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I respect Daphne Khoo. &lt;/span&gt;She said that she will never have sex in order to save a relationship. Good on you, girl! And I thought that Izzy girl looked fed up. God. She spoke as if she's in the right. I look down on her man. And that accent is irritating. Is she faking it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh and that another bugger. Cant recall his "name" though. OMG. He's another...what do you call a male slut?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone watched Extreme Japan last night? Fiona Xie is soooooo cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my net friend's profile:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-Am prone to sulking for extended periods of time.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Can never remember the exact wording to quotes. Usually resort to paraphrasing.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Once did an exam in yellow highlighter because my other pens didn't work.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Have never drunk Ribena before.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did an exam in yellow highlighter? Hahahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know a place where I can know heaps of Asians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana: La-Dee-Da&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana has the most sickening hair.*aww..u're jus jealous..ur hair dah BOTAK!liao..piity u hor..i buy u wig okay?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, she's lame too. But I love her all the same.......&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189313-113396891837547461?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113396891837547461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113396891837547461&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113396891837547461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113396891837547461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-respect-daphne-khoo.html' title=''/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113392075256925834</id><published>2005-12-07T09:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T09:59:12.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nic tse</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;pre style="font-family: arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;Look ahead tomorrow long and winding road&lt;br /&gt;Keep the faith of mine don't let it go&lt;br /&gt;You're the only reason that i'm growing cold&lt;br /&gt;What would I do without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will love you till the end of time&lt;br /&gt;Every breath of mine I'll hold you by my side&lt;br /&gt;But I'll rest in peace my sweetheart would you&lt;br /&gt;Let me die in your arms with you&lt;br /&gt;Only you can stop the rain tonight&lt;br /&gt;Only you can make my world so bright&lt;br /&gt;Life no longer ends here with you in my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nic Tse - Let Me Die&lt;br /&gt;Memories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;pre style="font-family: arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&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/10189313-113392075256925834?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113392075256925834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113392075256925834&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113392075256925834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113392075256925834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2005/12/nic-tse.html' title='nic tse'/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113385697429523032</id><published>2005-12-06T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T16:16:14.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fckn.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I`m feeling so restless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to do something &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; nothing. Sheesh. Ridiculous. Is that how you spell it? Haha. Haven't gone to school for such a long time. Perhaps this is just one of those days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I`m rotting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CP meeting was okay, I practically stoned throughout. We have a new teacher Mr Yeo. Is that right? Anw he used to be in charge of floorball. He seems nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I went to TM..I`m telling you, when I`m free, no one in my friends list is free. Some might be busy, overseas, working and shit like that. And when I have everything going on, they'll be the ones who have time for me. And when I cant make it, they'll ....Aiyah. Life's like this eh. So I just wandered around before going home. When I got home, I did all the necessary. I`m supposed to do work but I have no mood for that. Only Chem managed to cheer me up. I still havent completed the last 3 chapters of Math..and then I browsed my file and found out that I still have a few qns on Induction. Shit man. SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what's more SHITTY is that my Adobe Photoshop is fcking me up. I cant edit the photos :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I`ve been trying to think of interview qns but my brain is mocking me :( Thank God that the interview is making me look forward to Saturday :) But I`m quite nervous though. What if I made a fool of myself? Ok, nothing new. Nyehhh. (Tim says I sound cute when I say that) Nyehhh to him too.  But back to the point. What if they're bored? What if..what if..and what if...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I`m praying and hoping it will turn out fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh guess what? I have heaps of money (for now) but I dunno what to spend on. Should I get that pink Puma or those shoes at FEP? Shit lah. I should have brough extra bucks when SDF performed. They were selling their CD for fckn 12 bucks. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12!&lt;/span&gt; That's like so cheap la. I was practically cursing myself. Sighs. Anyone knows where I can get a super nice yet uncommon bag? Town was so bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temporary high. Their existance is so true. Each time I`m feeling the blues, there'll be gigs that will at least cheer me up. Of course I enjoyed them and I can ignore those feelings. But when it's over I feel sad and moody all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selfish Jannah surfaces: I cant believe that the people around me whom I considered bitchy is getting hooked! It's not fair. I know I should not care about people like that but I`m fckn pissed ova here. It's depressing when everyone around you is busy with their special ones. And when they're in the shits they fckn look for me and expect me to cheer them up. Well, it's my fckn fault for being so nice. *crosses arms* The worst part is, after some prep talk they still got the fckn guts to say "How would you know how I feel?" FUKITOL, man! So much for being nice, so much for being me. It's not fair not fair not fair. Tim told me that good people finish last. How true. And it's fckn irritating when you`re trying to be serious and everyone is taking you as a joke. It's not funny, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh. The rage. Frustration. I`m heading down for a run.&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/10189313-113385697429523032?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113385697429523032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113385697429523032&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113385697429523032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113385697429523032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2005/12/fckn.html' title='fckn.'/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113374764663406252</id><published>2005-12-05T09:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T20:33:04.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lime party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well well. What can I say? Show last night was awesome; Daniel Ong is lame, Maia is sexy, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Masashi is hot&lt;/span&gt;, Stars Dont Fall is superb and Saw Loser totally rock! Turning Point is simply great man, I`ve watched them at Temasek Poly earlier this year and they deserve some credit! Great covers like Only One by YC, and duuude I wanna know more about them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha something I thought of when I was bathing last night. And I mean at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The many many sides of Jannah:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Typical Jannah&lt;/span&gt;: Checking out local gigs and asked people to tag along. Bah, only Shimah is my true rock mate =p And yes, it's a big deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rocker Jannah&lt;/span&gt;: Losing my head off when Saw Loser got on, headbanging to Stars Don't Fall (SDF), screaming here and there..to be more precise, screaming out MASASHI!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fanatic Jannah&lt;/span&gt;: Run over to the booth to meet the band *smirk*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sweeeeeeet Jannah&lt;/span&gt;: Waiting patiently for my turn (to take pics and stuff) My god, SDF is very very friendly. Looked at the musicians in the eye and asked "Can I have a picture with you?" Ohh yeah. That sweet smile was turned on too. Kekeke. Not forgetting to thank them for getting their asses here all the way from Aussie! And things like "Man, you guys rock up there!", "Your hair's pretty cool!", "Masashiiii you`re my favorite!" But I mean what I say and I am sincere, ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I`m so inspired to touch up my guitar skills.&lt;br /&gt;I want to marry a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;guitarist&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Nah. I want to marry a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rockstar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masashi.... *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pics will be uploaded soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189313-113374764663406252?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113374764663406252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113374764663406252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113374764663406252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113374764663406252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2005/12/lime-party.html' title='lime party'/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113361428167831244</id><published>2005-12-03T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T09:57:11.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tagged by `Alia =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List seven songs you are into right now. No matter what the genre, whether they have words, or even if they're any good, but they must be songs you're really enjoying now. Post these instructions in your LJ or blog! along with your seven songs. Then tag seven other people to see what they're listening to.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. One Sweet Day by Boyz II Men (Dedicated to Tuong Van also)&lt;br /&gt;2. Everything Burns by Anastacia feat Ben Moody (I wonder if he is always moody lol)&lt;br /&gt;3. Home Sweet Home by Motley Crue feat Chester Bennington ( a PERFECT collaboration!)&lt;br /&gt;4. Someone's watching over me by Hilary Duff&lt;br /&gt;5. Mimpi by Daniel Lee&lt;br /&gt;6. Wake Up by Hilary Duff (OK this is embarrassing.)&lt;br /&gt;7. More than Words by Extreme (frankie j's version SUCK big time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my victims are:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Hana&lt;br /&gt;2. Hannah&lt;br /&gt;3. Di&lt;br /&gt;4. KC&lt;br /&gt;5. Val&lt;br /&gt;6. Marlz&lt;br /&gt;7. Sleek,hmm I wonder if he ever visit me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------End------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok let's see. I met Shimah after the bday outing, and boy, it was very lucky of me to bump into her cos I lost her number and I badly want her to tag along when I interview WGB. Oooh yeh, she went ballistic, saying "OMG OMG OMG, there goes the girls screaming for them and you are interviewing them?!?! Just for our college paper??!" I smiled and shrugged, well, I badly want to be a journalist but my GP suck. Of course, I love WGB and WGB fans are gonna be surprised (: Meanwhile, we have plans to catch Saw Loser tomorrow at *scape. Fine I admit. To see Masashi actually. Who can resist an Asian guy? I know I can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the outing was a success! :D We had fun, talking cock in the train and heaps of funny things happened. Not to mention the beautiful butterflies, omg, so breath-taking! Nothing much to say here, but memories will never be forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tagboard's a lil quiet these days.*hinthint*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zathura is a movie that everyone MUST watch. I prefer this to Jumanji. I caught it with my family a few days ago and it's awesome. I was apprehensive at first but boy, was I wrong. Very comical, esp the part where they have their typical brother-arguments, and of course, emo at the same time. An adventurous movie, I like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, this is the part that I`ve been dying to say! My Mom bought this bench from Barang Barang! Nothing much about the bench, but I was embarrassed at that shop! Before the movie started, me Mom and Hana went in Barang Barang and this fine young lad was serving us, I honestly think he's attractive. So after the movie ended, the 3 of us dragged Dad there. Mom asked me to search for that lad as he knows what we want, but I coudnt find him ): I then approached his colleague and I asked "Hey this bench it 169 bucks after discount right?" He replied "Uhh no no it's $139....who told you it's 169?" And out of nowhere the attractive lad barge in (like some hero in bollywood movies keke) and say "Wo,wo, wo she customer la" (Me,me,my customer la)&lt;br /&gt;Then they whispered to each other and started to punch each other. -_-''' And his colleague repeated "But you told her it's 169 leh" And he replied "No la, 139 whaaat" Both of them looked at me. I swear my cheeks were turning crimson red. I was sooooooo shy! My dad retorted "Ye la, nampak ah beng, dah miang!" ( Yea yea, you`ll go nuts each time you meet an Ah Beng!) Well Daddy, better then those mats right. *Infatuated* He's got this hair like some anime character, ya know, all spiked up and it's blonde? BB said it's Cloud. Average body..weird tattoos..I wanna go PS again! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madrasah exams finally over :) Today me and ustazah talked a bit about capital punishment and stuff. Time was scarce, but hey, she might be taking us next year! :D That'll be great, I like her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha I started at 8pm and it's almost 9pm! Power la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I`ll never get over you getting over me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I *love* my BB.&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/10189313-113361428167831244?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113361428167831244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113361428167831244&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113361428167831244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113361428167831244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2005/12/tagged-by-alia-list-seven-songs-you.html' title=''/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113322778883193567</id><published>2005-11-29T09:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T09:29:48.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                       This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                       Fifteen percent concentrated power of will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                       Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                     And a hundred percent reason to remember the name!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Fort Minor's Remember the Name.&lt;br /&gt;Shinoda is a genius I`m telling you.&lt;br /&gt;I bet he's rolling with money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I`m determined to save money (hohoho the grass turned pink!) So I`m just gonna get that pink Puma shoes. If anyone pities me, buy me that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Fort Minor&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; CD. And if you love me, get me that pink bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see. Ooh yeah. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wish me luck.&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/10189313-113322778883193567?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113322778883193567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113322778883193567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113322778883193567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113322778883193567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2005/11/this-is-ten-percent-luck-twenty.html' title=''/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113281036485638290</id><published>2005-11-24T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T13:32:44.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>psle hana =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CONGRATS HANA FOR THE GREAT RESULTS ! : ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And don't tell anyone my reaction when I found out what you got. THAT shows how much I love you okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sighs-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel my mom's being a big B and that all she cares about is her, herself and only she. I know Hana badly want to go to CSS but at that time she was scared she couldn't make it. So there's this new school in my little cosy neighbourhood, GSS, and mom reckons that's where Hana should go. Cos why? SO that Hana could send off that 2 lil boys before heading to her destination. Like wtf. Can't my mom get her ass off and send them to skl herself or something? I so wish she'd stop relying on us. All she does is to complain and complain and complain even more, esp when things doesn't go her way.All she want to hear is things that she want to hear so each time we talk about stuff, I`d lie to her that it's all good. Fcuk. Seriously, fcuk it all. Sometimes I wish I have the guts to speak up but then she'd label me as rude. Been there, done that. I don't want history to repeat itself.  God. I don't want to be like her. Hana has a choice. When I was at that age, I didn't cos my results were so lousy that I ended up in a stupid school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the rude entry.&lt;br /&gt;So pissed at Mom nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;And I wish Dad would just shut up; cos what Hana achieved is something to be proud of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the time being, I`m gonna splurge it all out with Hana!&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/10189313-113281036485638290?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113281036485638290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113281036485638290&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113281036485638290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113281036485638290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2005/11/psle-hana.html' title='psle hana =)'/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113265347146586393</id><published>2005-11-22T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T08:32:34.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GWB!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ooooh. I`m so high!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So high I could fly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happyhappyhappy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the call KC, even though I barely understood what you said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GWB aka &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grand West Boulevard&lt;/span&gt;. Wow. Goshhhhh. Ok, let's be professional now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number one: Hmmm yeh. I thought the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;GC-Ronin&lt;/span&gt; incident is settled already. And yes, thanks for enlightening me again, at least they did it politely unlike those smarty pants I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number two: How did they get that particular entry from? I don't think it's visible in the WWW. Perhaps random clicks? Or thru someone? Hmm. Perhaps BenDeng? Cos I knew GWB thru him? Scary. The people who read your blog. They just don't tag. Gawd. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Freaky!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number three: I dunno where to get their CD from. And gee, now I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; know their webbie, at least I know where and when is their next gig =) I`m a bit of an airhead, ey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Professionalism aside,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! A rockstar tagged my blog! *dances*&lt;br /&gt;GWB just made my day =)&lt;br /&gt;Weeee!&lt;br /&gt;A rockstar tagged my blog..yay..big deal, you asked? Of COURSE, dummy. They're local musicians - must support! Altho some are really not my cup of tea. I want to know more bands like this!&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/10189313-113265347146586393?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113265347146586393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113265347146586393&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113265347146586393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113265347146586393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2005/11/gwb.html' title='GWB!'/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113257155489384780</id><published>2005-11-21T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T20:25:16.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nyehhhhh.</title><content type='html'>Sorry, been MIA for a bit. Muggged. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was entertained by an old friend (Farid heh) yesterday! Talked all the way to almost 1am.&lt;br /&gt;After talking to him, I made a vow to at least sms any long time pal.&lt;br /&gt;To let them know that I care =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's such a blissful weather. Tho I cant count the number of times I pee-ed. It's such an appropiate day to snuggle *seeking*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched a politically disturbing movie on Sunday. Something about terrorists and faith. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to watch A Twist Of Fate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189313-113257155489384780?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113257155489384780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113257155489384780&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113257155489384780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113257155489384780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2005/11/nyehhhhh.html' title='nyehhhhh.'/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113232857085622452</id><published>2005-11-18T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T23:42:50.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired but happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Meet my new mate Sleeker :) Just one q.- Is your url actually your full name? Cos Sengkang is a town in Singapore lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out for visiting with my family. I ate a lot. Ok, nothing new. But to be frank, today is the first time in 2005 that I had Mee Soto. We went to dad's supersuper close friend's house and they had that for us. Omg. It's heaven. Their grandkids were there too! Danish and Mirza are sooo cute! I want to have my own babies too! =X Hahahaha ! Next we went to one of my auntie's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate at Mc. Not me, but Hana,Aziz and Rashid. Then &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt; couldnt finish her ice cream. I had to add on to my calories by finishing it up for her. I could throw that away, but it's food. 100000 million others in 3rd world countries cant even have that. So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days ago, I received a frightening sms-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun wan 2 eat. I just wanna f*** u many times till I cant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wts. Who would send tt sms to anyone? Ok, perhaps your so called significant other, but helllllo. That F word is a turn off. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Soooo&lt;/span&gt; unglam. I&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; swear&lt;/span&gt; I`d break off/divorce my partner if he says like that. Whatever happened to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;romanticism&lt;/span&gt;? Why can't anyone be like that Jason/Ah Loong guy in Sepet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though Sepet has more flaws instead, (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;justify: Bad directing, poor sound quality, unnecessary scenes like the girl Orked's parents making out and with the fat dad just on his undies which is so not sexy that leaves my dad feeling embarassed cos he's &lt;u&gt;never&lt;/u&gt; like that, poor buildup&lt;/span&gt;) I think Ah Loong is romantic. He searched the whole town for Orked's fav flowers, he recite poetries..sweet talks..and he fell in love with a Malay girl! I like the part where they had this convo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AhLoong: How long does it take to fall in love?&lt;br /&gt;Orked: Hmmm they say a minute. How long did you take to fall in love with me?&lt;br /&gt;AhLoong: Much much shorter than that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I went "Awhhhhhh" And Dad retorted: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's actually lame.&lt;/span&gt; *smirks* The last time I was sweet talked is never cos sweet talking = lying. Ok let's not be a cynic for once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha besides the fact that he's Chinese with beady (sepet,duhh!) eyes who can speak Malay along with a gorgeous body (lust alert! drroooolsss! Yeh and my dad would say that I can find such people at coffeshops =/) I`d give Sepet just  2.5 stars. Cos in the end he died.(BOO!) Anw, I tend to be attracted to Chinese guys who speaks fluent Malay. (It's all Daniel Lee's fault haha) If I were to have someone like that as my life partner, my kids will have no problem doing Malay in school. After all, Big Brothers in charge of education here are making the syllabus harder. So I do need a partner as such. Dark humour aside, kudos to the change. Cos somehow, kids nowadays think that their Mother Tongue is something that can be taken lightly, esp the Malays. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Some &lt;/span&gt;of them. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kononnya nak moden lah tu. Tetapi penguasaan Bahasa Inggeris mereka juga tidak memuaskan. Perubahan ini menyatakan bahawa Bahasa Ibunda itu penting dan tidak boleh dianggap sebagai perkara yang remeh. Kerana, jika bukan mereka, iaitu generasi yang muda, dan tunggak negara, siapa lagi akan membantu memperkukuhkan bahasa indah itu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;At least the change is to actually help the students also. Oh well.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, lesson learnt from Sepet: When I go to KL later, I`d go to a VCD shop and ask for Takeshi's movie so that one of the Bengs there will shiok at me. Hahaha that's how AhLoong and Orked met. God. I should really diff between real life and movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, I want a boyfriend like AhLoong minus the fact that he made a girl pregnant and that he works as a pirate vcd seller. Ignore that statement, it was rather shallow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wee! So many things to do, so little time! As always.&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/10189313-113232857085622452?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113232857085622452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113232857085622452&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113232857085622452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113232857085622452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2005/11/tired-but-happy.html' title='tired but happy'/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113224715286713513</id><published>2005-11-18T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T01:05:53.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired.</title><content type='html'>Weee! *jumps off the slide*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, that was merely random.&lt;br /&gt;Raya outing was fun! Everyone was so funny..first stop was `Alia's. Watched them play pool. It was so awesome! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Note to self: Learn how to play it)&lt;/span&gt; But I think I get the idea la. Hehehe when we were about to leave some of the guys helped to kemas the pool. And they were treating the pool table as a corpse and started to shout out prayers haha&lt;br /&gt;Next we went to Cikgu's, then Jannah's (the other one), Izzat's,Zul's and uhmmm oh ya Shaz's, Muhadhir's (spell?) and my last house was Cikgu Halimah's. I went K.O after that. Punggol is very abandoned at night. I guess reciting prayers in my head and talking to Farid at the same time helps.&lt;br /&gt;And I cant believe it. The other girls have blisters ON their feet while me, UNDER my feet. Boo. I cant even bend my feet now, it's so painful! Took heaps of pictures but I cant upload it now. I mean, I can but it's at the other room which is like the other end of the house; my feet is giving me the shits so therefore, not now. Actually I`m darn lazy and scared la. The end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;u&gt;WANT&lt;/u&gt; that Puma pink sports shoes. SG$99.00 Or perhaps the Sketchers one; Energy 2-Reflex which costs US$45.00.  I need a sports shoes. It's about time I change my glasses too. I also don't mind having a new bag. A new organiser and a new diary is a must. &lt;s&gt;And a boyfriend.&lt;/s&gt;  Oh the list goes on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goood news! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I weighed 45 kg =)&lt;/span&gt; Despite eating and drinking alot. Mom was like, come let's weigh ourselves and there I went, without expecting that I have achieved my dream weight. Well, 48kg is an ideal but it's close to 50 so I dont like. Anyways I swear I ate at every house, and everything is sooo delicious that this morning I woke up with a frizzy feeling in my tummy. Speaking of waking up, I dreamt that I fought with my dad. In that dream I was a kid. And we were at our house in Tamp. And the quarell was soo intense that he actually threw me to the wall and I dropped with a huge thud. I woke up abruptly and my whole body was numb and shaking with fear. I couldnt move a single limb! I panicked for 0.0000001 sec and went back to sleep. -_-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not going to MJ Bash nor am I off to SAS - got raya outing! The former's gonna be boring for sure, nevermind about the 2 bucks. The outing will make up for heaps of it hee! SAS ah. Forget it la. I`m just looking forward to Lime party. Hopefully Pik and Nadz can come along. And HOPEFULLY, I could stay overnight with them! Even I know we'll end up wandering at the wee hours heeeheee *evil thought* Or call that son of Cooper up. &gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Wei is sick and he has IPPT tmr. What sia he. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Get well soon&lt;/span&gt; ah bro. I dunno how many times to tell you that health comes first. See la. Enjoy until like this. Awh,  I miss that boy and his craps. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if my 3 yo baby Fahad has finished his exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sighs- Sepet. Heh. That guy Ah Loong is so romantic. The movie was okay. A bit disappointing. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It`s one am and I should sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189313-113224715286713513?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113224715286713513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113224715286713513&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113224715286713513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113224715286713513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2005/11/tired.html' title='tired.'/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113198459296060544</id><published>2005-11-15T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T00:09:52.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>don't speak</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't Speak - No Doubt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(www.lyrics007.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and me&lt;br /&gt; We used to be together&lt;br /&gt; Everyday together always&lt;br /&gt; I really feel&lt;br /&gt; That I'm losing my best friend&lt;br /&gt; I can't believe&lt;br /&gt; This could be the end&lt;br /&gt; It looks as though you're letting go&lt;br /&gt; And if it's real&lt;br /&gt; Well I don't want to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Don't speak&lt;br /&gt; I know just what you're saying&lt;br /&gt; So please stop explaining&lt;br /&gt; Don't tell me cause it hurts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Don't speak &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I know what you're thinking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I don't need your reasons&lt;br /&gt; Don't tell me cause it hurts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Our memories&lt;br /&gt; Well, they can be inviting&lt;br /&gt; But some are altogether&lt;br /&gt; Mighty frightening&lt;br /&gt; As we die, both you and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; With my head in my hands &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I sit and cry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Don't speak&lt;br /&gt; I know just what you're saying&lt;br /&gt; So please stop explaining&lt;br /&gt; Don't tell me cause it hurts (no, no, no)&lt;br /&gt; Don't speak&lt;br /&gt; I know what you're thinking&lt;br /&gt; I don't need your reasons&lt;br /&gt; Don't tell me cause it hurts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It's all ending&lt;br /&gt; I gotta stop pretending who we are...&lt;br /&gt; You and me I can see us dying...are we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Don't speak&lt;br /&gt; I know just what you're saying&lt;br /&gt; So please stop explaining&lt;br /&gt; Don't tell me cause it hurts (no, no, no)&lt;br /&gt; Don't speak&lt;br /&gt; I know what you're thinking&lt;br /&gt; I don't need your reasons&lt;br /&gt; Don't tell me cause it hurts&lt;br /&gt; Don't tell me cause it hurts&lt;br /&gt; I know what you're saying&lt;br /&gt; So please stop explaining&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Don't speak,&lt;br /&gt; don't speak,&lt;br /&gt; don't speak,&lt;br /&gt; oh I know what you're thinking&lt;br /&gt; And I don't need your reasons&lt;br /&gt; I know you're good,&lt;br /&gt; I know you're good,&lt;br /&gt; I know you're real good&lt;br /&gt; Oh, la la la la la la La la la la la la&lt;br /&gt; Don't, Don't, uh-huh Hush, hush darlin'&lt;br /&gt; Hush, hush darlin' Hush, hush&lt;br /&gt; don't tell me tell me cause it hurts&lt;br /&gt; Hush, hush darlin' Hush, hush darlin'&lt;br /&gt; Hush, hush don't tell me tell me cause it hurts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh. Classic. Had a bad day.&lt;br /&gt;Irritated at everyone tho I dont show it but just cover up with my , quoting yellowcard, "unintelligent ramblings"&lt;br /&gt;It's that time of the month. Emo time. PMS. Angry. Pissed. Uncomfy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new term, courtesy of `Alia : bullshat (past tense of bullshit) I like that girl, she's funny!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189313-113198459296060544?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113198459296060544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113198459296060544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113198459296060544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113198459296060544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2005/11/dont-speak.html' title='don&apos;t speak'/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113188240547210983</id><published>2005-11-13T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T23:44:04.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thinkthinkthink</title><content type='html'>On 11th November, `Alia posted:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i always wondered this: what would you do if you found out you had a terminally ill disease? would you, upon discovering certain symptoms, head to the doctor's alone, only to find out you were sick? once you've found that out, would you tell others? would your pride get in the way, and not want to show others that you were ill? or would you not tell them because you don't want them to treat you differently? would you also not tell them because you don't want to appear 'weak'? would you be scared to tell anyone in fear of finding out that their friendship was only superficial? would you live life to the fullest because you know you're going to die soon, or would you rather shrink and live like a recluse and hide away from all society and family, ashamed of your disease? what if this happened at an early age, say your teens? what would you do instead? would you tell your parents? or would you just carry the secret to your grave? the bottom line i think is: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what would you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Think about it, people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I`m crazy about the song In Love With You by Jacky Cheung! (refer to earlier post) I want this to be my wedding ballroom song! (Yes, there'll be ballroom dancing on my wedding, insyaAllah hee!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grr. Wtf. Ahlifiqir. That song by them is simply &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;irritating&lt;/span&gt;; no offense to anyone. Seriously, they could have thought of better rythms. I must admit the first verse of the rap is ok.&lt;br /&gt;Oh. I`ve been feeling so pissed since Friday. So watch out. &gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh. I really should start planning. Cos if you fail to plan, you plan to fail!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189313-113188240547210983?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113188240547210983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113188240547210983&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113188240547210983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113188240547210983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2005/11/thinkthinkthink.html' title='thinkthinkthink'/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113160990041548753</id><published>2005-11-10T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T16:05:00.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&gt;_&lt; OP</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hurhur. OP went well, tho I thought I screwed up the Q&amp;A. Tho I felt left out when they didnt hear me say goodbye =/ But hey, today marks the end of any year one exam; so not too bad aye? Hee! I have the strong urge to go out early in the morning and come back super late at night. Super strong urge to splurge like there's no tomorrow! I`ve never felt so freeee~~ *refuses to think of holiday assignments* Oh and I thought the female accessor is sososo pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...Rai is going to Malacca tmr *sniffles* for a day =p Means no crap for a day. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So whats in store for me, you ask. *thinks* Prolly catch up with my good mates..and Di too maybe; I dunno when my sec skl mates gonna go for jalan raya .. perhaps mj malay community too. Dunno if they have it; dunno if they'll ask me in the first place hurhur. KL trip is also something to look forward too, since I`m so popular there*winks*, and maybe my 3 year old baby will visit Singapore. He's not really 3, he's 17, and we are not related in any sense lah. It's just an inside joke between us haha. Last but not least, shopping! I want a new bag. Ash's CD. Maybe PLP too, ohhhhh dye my hair blue! I`m so gonna make full use of this vacation =) Class BBQ...I dunno if I can go; I want to tho. This means a trip to the beach! I want! Just feel the water sweeping of my feet, splish splash! Tell you guys a secret: I havent collect my O level cert. =/ Die..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, no link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh, guess what? Kai is back! Like that's a big deal. Farid told me that Kai was interested in me in the past. Oh my God. He's freaking blind. But he's a jerk despite that charming looks of his. Heh. He wants to keep in touch with me so be it. Quite awkward by the way. Both of them are clerks at some navy. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I`m bored. But I like it this way :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189313-113160990041548753?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113160990041548753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113160990041548753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113160990041548753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113160990041548753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2005/11/op.html' title='&gt;_&lt; OP'/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113150124932146269</id><published>2005-11-09T09:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T09:54:55.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in love with you</title><content type='html'>After completing InR last night, I was just lying down; tossing and turning and enjoying the darkness and silence..plus of course, tuning on to Class 95FM Love Songs just further enhanced the mood *smiles* Last night's topic was "Will you interrupt your sex if your mob phone ring?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answers that cracked me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yep, I would answer. We can always restart the process anyway"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought that was pretty hilarious. So if the darn mob rang for 4 times, wont the whole "process" be boring? I mean, I`d prolly go like "Oh, I know you're gonna do this" Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nah I`d only answer if it's the break time"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha I didnt know there are breaks while doing that. But the caller justified herself: "Well, of course, when you're changing your positions"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont have any experience in sex in the first place, but to think about it I`d off the darn phone before we even begin! Practical, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh and I finally got this song I`ve always wanted. Thanks to the ones that requested for it, and thanks to the DJ for playing it! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacky Cheung feat Regine Velasque - In Love With You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: Just a gentle whisper, told me that you're gone&lt;br /&gt;Leaving only memories, where did we go wrong&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't find the words then, so let me say them now&lt;br /&gt;I'm still in love with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F: Tell me that you love me, tell me that you care&lt;br /&gt;Tell me that you need me and I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there waiting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F: I will always love you, I will always stay true&lt;br /&gt;There's no one who loves you like I do&lt;br /&gt;B: come to me now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: I will never leave you, I will stay here with you&lt;br /&gt;Through the good and bad, I will stand true&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: Now we're here together, yesterday has passed&lt;br /&gt;Life is just beginning, close to you at last&lt;br /&gt;And I promise to you, I will always be there&lt;br /&gt;I give my all to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F: Living life without you&lt;br /&gt;B: Is more than I can bear&lt;br /&gt;F: Hold me close&lt;br /&gt;B: forever&lt;br /&gt;M: I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;B: I'll be there for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: I will always love you, I will always stay true&lt;br /&gt;There's no one who loves you like I do&lt;br /&gt;This I promise&lt;br /&gt;I will never leave you, I will stay here with you&lt;br /&gt;Through the good and bad, I will stay true&lt;br /&gt;Hold me closer&lt;br /&gt;Our love is forever, holding us together&lt;br /&gt;Nothing in this world can stop us now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: Love has found&lt;br /&gt;F: Love has found&lt;br /&gt;B: Her way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F: I'm in love&lt;br /&gt;M: I'm so in love&lt;br /&gt;F: Oooo, I'm in love&lt;br /&gt;M: Yes, I'm in love&lt;br /&gt;F: Oooo, I'm in love&lt;br /&gt;M: I'm so in love&lt;br /&gt;B: With you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-off to skl-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189313-113150124932146269?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113150124932146269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113150124932146269&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113150124932146269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113150124932146269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2005/11/in-love-with-you.html' title='in love with you'/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113142626699214238</id><published>2005-11-08T12:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T13:04:27.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sis!</title><content type='html'>Rai. Hana. Rai Sami. S-A Sa, M-I Mi, Sa-Ya! Ketotz. KK. Butt Smacking. And the list goes on and on. The different names I have for my lil sis. I *hearts* my lil sickening Sis! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyoh. Although she's gonna go overseas for a day, I`m so gonna miss her (not) Haha and she hasnt even left lah. Hee. Yesterday night's joke was the best. *ROFL* Looking at Friendster..making fun of my friends (idiot!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mom and I reminisced about the past. We took out all the photo albums and I made fun on how obiang my parents were hahaha! Jokes aside, now I finally knew how my great grandparents look like. I didnt know that Mom has pics of my grandparents when they were young! Looking at those photos..I miss my late grandpa ):&lt;br /&gt;So there's this black and white picture. I thought aloud "Gosshh, you mean during my time there were no colour photos yet?" And Mom went like "That's me you idiot." Of course she didn't say the last word. I`m just exagerating hehehe. I look soooo like her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like all the pics that me and Hana took! She was &lt;em&gt;soooo&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;fat&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;strong&gt;round&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;bald&lt;/strong&gt;. Wahahaha! I also looked at who came to my bday parties and whatnots. There's also pics of me in a swimsuit and the irony is that I was not at the beach. Hahaha..posing! My fav. pic is when I was wearing a cowboy hat, and pretend to smoke a ciggar, courtesy of my dad. It seems like my uncle loves to dress me up when I was young. All those traditional costumes with a some sorta traditional umbrella (lol) , me on the phone..me and Max! The cat who's already dead. He was fierce but I love him to bits! Can still remember the time I got chased by him. Aiyah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe pics of my parents when they were going out. Best~! I kept asking "You mean Nenek &lt;em&gt;allowed&lt;/em&gt; you to go out??" That's like a &lt;strong&gt;HINT&lt;/strong&gt; for my Mom hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sickening Hana. This song is for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister - S2S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She won't get off the phone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She won't leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;When I'm talking to that guy&lt;br /&gt;She can be a real nightmare&lt;br /&gt;Gets me to do her hair&lt;br /&gt;Then says it never turns out right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when I put on a face&lt;br /&gt;She can tell&lt;br /&gt;Cause she knows me so well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;Closer than my closest friend&lt;br /&gt;Someone who will be there til the end&lt;br /&gt;My sister, sister&lt;br /&gt;Deeper than the deepest sea&lt;br /&gt;No one loves you like your family&lt;br /&gt;My sister, sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She reads my diary&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She borrows clothes from me&lt;br /&gt;And I never get them back again&lt;br /&gt;She locks the bathroom door&lt;br /&gt;Says five minutes more&lt;br /&gt;An hour later I'm still not in&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes we fight&lt;br /&gt;Every family does, oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But that can't change our love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To celebrate the good times&lt;br /&gt;To help me through the hard times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To bring me down to Earth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remind me what's important&lt;br /&gt;Who comes first?&lt;br /&gt;And who comes first?&lt;br /&gt;(Gotta tell you who I'm talkin' bout)&lt;br /&gt;My sister, sister&lt;br /&gt;Who comes first?&lt;br /&gt;(Ain't no doubt about it...who I'm talkin' bout)&lt;br /&gt;My sister, sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She watches out for me&lt;br /&gt;I know she'll always be...&lt;br /&gt;By my side&lt;br /&gt;(By my side)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.angelfire.com/stars/s2s/sister.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://www.angelfire.com/stars/s2s/sister.html&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;*muacks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189313-113142626699214238?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113142626699214238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113142626699214238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113142626699214238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113142626699214238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2005/11/sis.html' title='sis!'/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113136095685763984</id><published>2005-11-07T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T18:55:56.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hard to get.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEE9E9;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Seduction Style: Prized Object&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofseducerareyouquiz/prized-object.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The seduction game you play is tried, true, and still effective: &lt;b&gt;hard to get.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;You know that the best seducers turn the tables - and get their crush to seduce them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The one running has the power, and you're a challenge that is worth the chase.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;You are a master of enticing and pulling back. Giving a little and taking some away.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;You are controlled enough to know rewards come after a long seduction dance.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Even though you want to call, email, or say "I love you" first - you don't!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;You're style is the perfect mix of hot and cold - so much so that you have many suitors.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Think Holly Golightly from Breakfast at Tiffany's ... or any of those creepy guys from the Bachelor.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You're skilled at inspiring a chase. The real test is picking the person to slow down for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofseducerareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Seducer Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ah Wei arh..I am naturally hard to get okay? I &lt;em&gt;don't&lt;/em&gt; pretend.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189313-113136095685763984?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113136095685763984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113136095685763984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113136095685763984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113136095685763984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2005/11/hard-to-get.html' title='hard to get.'/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113132913554315769</id><published>2005-11-07T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T10:05:35.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>neh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;OK, own up. Who the heck visit my friendster profile? How can it increase by 8 views overnight? And danngggit. I cant view the people who viewed me! Heh. PW supposed to be at noon. Now postponed to 2 plus. Now I`m bored. But Melvin is entertaining me with...WWE! *gulps* And I`m replied with an 'Alamak' from him each time I dunno something. But who would know Triple H, HBK? Like...aaarrghhhhhhh!        &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/10189313-113132913554315769?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113132913554315769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113132913554315769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113132913554315769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113132913554315769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2005/11/neh.html' title='neh.'/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113126818251795609</id><published>2005-11-06T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T23:38:39.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mimpi</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Mimpi (Daniel's Version)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inginku lukiskan nota-nota&lt;br /&gt;Laguku mengikut rentak gitar&lt;br /&gt;Dengarkan suara mimpiku bertemakan&lt;br /&gt;Namamu senantiasa selalu selalu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sedalam tinggi, seluas jauh&lt;br /&gt;Begitulah cita-citaku&lt;br /&gt;Sekiranya kau ingin tahu&lt;br /&gt;Selama ini, hingga ke  akhirnya&lt;br /&gt;Suka duka senyum selalu&lt;br /&gt;Kita berdua punya satu&lt;br /&gt;Mimpi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dengarkan suara mimpiku bertemakan&lt;br /&gt;Namamu sentiasa selalu selalu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sedalam tinggi seluas jauh&lt;br /&gt;Begitulah cita-citaku&lt;br /&gt;Sekiranya kau  ingin tahu&lt;br /&gt;Selama ini, hingga ke akhirnya&lt;br /&gt;Suka duka senyum selalu&lt;br /&gt;Kita bersama punya satu&lt;br /&gt;Mimpi,Mimpi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begitulah cita-citaku&lt;br /&gt;Mimpi,Mimpi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mimpi aku realiti.....&lt;br /&gt;Sedalam tinggi seluas jauh&lt;br /&gt;Mimpi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(courtesy of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;http://www.msiaidoltwo.blogspot.com/ &lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very beautiful. Appreciated. I oughta do my own interpretation for this song in English. I wish. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyo! I`ve never felt cheated in my whole entire life. I ..I..*grumbles* Ok, it's the Hikmah 2 series. I`ve been watching it since it first started. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I didnt know that I will follow it closely,though. My mom lah. But it's cool, cos it touches a lot about religion, if ya guys know what I mean)&lt;/span&gt; So today was the last episode..and it started out very emotional, they were praying hard to not let Anna die, and how they regret for not listening to Anna's explanation and always jump to conclusion. Heh. Adrian really felt guilty&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(he's so dumb lah..didnt even trust his own wife. I swear I`d divorce him sia..sissy!)&lt;/span&gt;..Pak Rizal damn best lah. Can feel his sadness. When he was praying he told himself "The last time I shed a tear was during my wife's death &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(suspense! now we know he was married before!)&lt;/span&gt;. Anna,Anna..you`ve captured my heart.."&lt;br /&gt;When Anna woke up from her coma, the whole family gathered and Pak Rizal tried to act everything is okay when he saw Adrian kissing Anna.&lt;br /&gt; So that sickening Pak Hashim escaped from jail, like I dunno how sia. He disguised as a male nurse. He wanted to kill Anna. He entered the room. Took out the gun. Then everything was slow-mo. Camera flashed at Anna. Adrian. His mom. Anna's lil bro. Surya (Ad's best friend). Pak Rizal. And........"SAMPAI BERJUMPA LAGI DI HIKMAH 3" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Translation: See you in the next season, hikmah 3) &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*grumblescursesgrumbles*  &lt;/span&gt;And wtf, I didnt know who got shot. And I am cheated by the creators and all the crews that they must be laughing their asses off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess there must be a reason why there's a 3rd season. SO that I could see &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dito.&lt;/span&gt; Or even better, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pak Rizal&lt;/span&gt;! His real name is Iqbal Pakoda? I dunno, cant get the sirname. But the thought of waiting for the next Ramadhan...one year leh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiyo. Feel &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; cheated. And the thought of being laughed at by my dad. Arrrrrgh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189313-113126818251795609?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113126818251795609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113126818251795609&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113126818251795609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113126818251795609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2005/11/mimpi.html' title='Mimpi'/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113107628197361628</id><published>2005-11-04T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T21:06:09.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hari raya!</title><content type='html'>Finally got the chance to settle down =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday,my day started out with Rashid and Aziz banging on the bedroom door. Those 2 lil dudes were so excited! But the funny thing is that they kept asking "Sis, we can really really eat?" Hee! They got used to fasting already haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad went for Solat Aidilfitri while us girls and the 2 dudes of course, managed the house. Got them dressed, with kain samping and all, phowarrr they're so good looking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st stop was paternal grandparents'. Amira and co. was already there when we reached. Gran Rosita and Grampa Joe were there too. We ate..and talked..and ate..hee. Kueh tarts, makmurs, sujis! OMG OMG love them all! Of course, I can never live without Sambal Goreng! Aunty Rohayah and co. , Yayi Rock (hehe thats what i`ve been calling him since i was young) and co. came over too. And my sis thought I`m a paedophile . &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Puh leese&lt;/span&gt; lah Rai. Cos you see , I was sitting down at the benches, and one of Aunty Rohayah's son sat down on the floor to eat. Thinking he was the same age as my sis, I teased him and asked why he sat there. Then we talked about skl, etc..My dad joined us and said "Wah, so you`re sec 3 next year eh?" I just go 8| what. OMG and Rai thought I was starting to get fresh with him. Aiya. Rai,Rai. I know you jealous lah haha Ooooh I finally met Imran! Gaawwwwdddd he's totally diff from his siblings, I thought he looked Belanda-ish. I couldnt help feeling infatuated! His eyes are smokey grey and his skin is super super white. He's my new cousin..barely a year old. Newborn. Heee, I felt like bringing him home. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think us girls must be very very very careful when we're pregnant. Cos what we see/do will indeed affect our baby inside. Serious!&lt;br /&gt;Mom told me that she loved to watch the movie Hunter when I was in her womb. I have no idea wth Hunter is, but I do know that his character is the quiet, prefers to be alone and cbf on whats happening around him. Sounds familiar eh?&lt;br /&gt;As for Rai, Mom told me she LOVES to eat Indian food, watch Hindi/Tamil movies..and what do you get? My lil sis who is quite tanned, loves to dance, and damiiiit much more good looking. Here she is surrounded by hormones-raging guys while me..haha. Nothing. But I`m sooo glad she is not gatal. Is she? Hmmmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;When Mom is pregnant with Rashid, she ate a lot of tofu. And loathes Mr Bean. Alas, Rashid is damn fair. OK, perhaps Mom's heritage has to do with that, but darn, he is as irritating as Mr Bean! The way he mocks and teases people..&lt;br /&gt;As for Aziz, Mom was anything goes. Eat anything, watch anything, but she hates Van Damme (spelling?) As a result, Aziz eats anything, and has the ultra kicking skills just like VD.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..why isnt Angelina Jolie famous in the late 80s? Mom could have hate/love her, but at least I know I`ll end up looking like her!&lt;br /&gt;Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read thru what I just typed and heck, how the hell did I end up talking about being pregnant? Seconds later I realized that I was thinking of Imran..yehh Wak Kam said that she was ga ga over Brad Pitt when he was inside her womb...and ta-daaa! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayy..next house was maternal grandparents..the usual routine la, and then Nek Olik and co. came over..Nek cooked pudina rice and her signature dishes..family secret! My future husband and kids and grankids will be the lucky ones! =p Crapped with my cousins..hee, I miss them sooo much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was on my way back home I realized that next year's Raya will be...different. Cos I`ll be taking the darn A's haha I`m sure it`ll clash :( SO I`m going to make the most outta this one :) Gee...I cant believe I`m getting older each year. Few more years and I cant have the student offer. And a few more years later, I have to give money hehehehe I better seize every moment to get the ka-chings! I think it's over 100 bucks already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's been quiet emotional also...-refuses to talk about that- I`m sure you guys know what I`m referring to. Saying sorry is simply the hardest thing to do =/ I`m glad I`m given the chance to apologize. Think about it =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yawns I`m so tired.&lt;br /&gt;I better get some sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189313-113107628197361628?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113107628197361628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113107628197361628&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113107628197361628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113107628197361628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2005/11/hari-raya.html' title='hari raya!'/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113103310085806529</id><published>2005-11-03T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T23:51:40.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="The image “http://www.rcti.tv/sinetron/banner/Hikmah2-03.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://www.rcti.tv/sinetron/banner/Hikmah2-03.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, okay. Obsession! I cant find a good picture of Pak Rizal cos I dont even know his real name! He's 2nd from the right. And my poor Dito (played by Dwi Andika)got cut off! He's the one on the extreme left. I`ll get a better pic of Dito, I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;picture courtesy of rcti.tv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bomb&lt;/span&gt;! But I`ll update later. Cos I`m darn &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tired&lt;/span&gt;. I shall end with the theme song from Hikmah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hee. Is Fahad coming to Singapore? I want to see my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt; year old baby! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;* subhanallah walhamdulillah&lt;br /&gt;  astaghfirullah wallahu akbar&lt;br /&gt;  subhanallah walhamdulillah&lt;br /&gt;  astaghfirullah hasbi Allah&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;di tepi kerinduanku&lt;br /&gt;memandang hampa pada dunia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; ku hanya orang biasa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; tak lepas dari rasa kecewa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;reff: hanya padamu tempatku mengadu&lt;br /&gt; pahit yg kini menyiksaku&lt;br /&gt; aku percaya tiada yg sia-sia&lt;br /&gt; semua kan ada hikmahnya&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;repeat *&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;angan yg membalut mimpi&lt;br /&gt;dulu melukis nyanyian hati&lt;br /&gt;ku hanya orang yg kalah&lt;br /&gt;satukan hatiku yg terbelah&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;repeat reff&lt;br /&gt;repeat *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lyrics courtesy of indonesian.lyrics-collection.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189313-113103310085806529?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113103310085806529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113103310085806529&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113103310085806529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113103310085806529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2005/11/okay-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113097534237603547</id><published>2005-11-03T06:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T07:49:02.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>selamat hari raya!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Selamat Hari Raya kepada umat Islam di merata dunia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mohon maaf sekiranya ter&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lancang mulut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;InsyaAllah, tahun akan datang ini tahun yang mulia, penuh dengan hikmah :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Again, to all Muslims, Selamat Hari Raya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hee, this is the 3 rd time I`m switching on the computer. 1st time was to check for Fahad's messages. Then I remembered to send Karim a greeting. Next, updating this blog and send Harith a greeting. Haha. I made it. No, we have all made it. Despite the horrendous promos and painful PW, we still stand strong and still fast. This year has been a rollercoaster - isnt every year supposed to be like that?Along the way, I`ve made good friends whom I will not forget their good deeds. Have a nice day people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189313-113097534237603547?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113097534237603547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113097534237603547&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113097534237603547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113097534237603547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2005/11/selamat-hari-raya.html' title='selamat hari raya!'/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113082712457669984</id><published>2005-11-01T14:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T22:47:19.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boredom? maybe. NO WAY!</title><content type='html'>My butt &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;almost &lt;/span&gt;decomposed `cos I`ve been sitting at the saloon for 4 hours, waiting my sis and mommy to do their thing. My fav hairdresser Jeen said I oughta dye my spikes. Mom said I could. After OP. Yay! I already have a colour in mind - &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204)"&gt;blue.&lt;/span&gt; Like Mike Shinoda! Hana is still stuck there, so I gotta fetch her when she calls my mob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today's Deepavali! &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Happy Deepavali to all Hindus! =)&lt;/span&gt; I shall spend my time watching the hindi tamil telugu movies =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of movies, &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Sepet&lt;/span&gt; is&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt; finally&lt;/span&gt; on DemandTV! Ya, been looking for the VCD..so now I can watch. Fine, call me slow if you want. I`ve been searching for Ada Apa Dengan Cinta's DVD too. Since &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt; years ago. Boo. So exciting! Sepet's about this chinese guy and malay girl..something about breaking the language and religion barrier. The best bit is that the blurb says that the guy likes to write poetry or something like that. I want! I think Singaporeans in general has lost touch in romanticism. I read FEMALE and somehow the article said that Sgeans think that serenading, flowers, poems dont work on them anymore. Boo. =( Haha, well, I dont usually read FEMALE but just now I finished reading &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;3 &lt;/span&gt;issues of it while waiting. No kiddin`. Ogle at the male models. Nothing new, okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still havent watched 3 Iron. Cos I`m hesitating. Reviews said that it's a silent movie. I dunno if I could appreciate that. Tho it receives good ratings in the states despite being an asian movie. Plus, I personally think that the story line's pretty good. Rated M18 leh. The thought of watching M18 movies with your parents...Anw, daddy say I could watch. But I'd rather not watch &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;with&lt;/span&gt; them. I think the ost of 3 Iron is catchy. Guitar. Arabic-like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wee! Asians films, foreign films. I love them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad news - My mob was sickening! Dad had to reset it so as a result ALL my numbers are gone! Like, wts?! I only have 10 people in my contacts! Arrrrhhhhhhh. I hate this. But things could be worst I suppose. I could have lost my lovely NGage. I can't live without it, I`m telling you. Yeah, so I was pretty pissed cos I just keep in touch with Zul, and within 2 weeks I lost his number. Terrok sia me. I still havent learn my lesson: create a backup phone list in my pc. Haha and then something funny happened - I dreamt about him last night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It goes like this - I was on my way back home from skl and I felt tired. I saw this 2 dudes walkin' pass me and I recognized one of them, Rohaizat. He looked slim in that dream. He turned behind and saw me, and he went "Ehh. Jannah?" The other guy next to him turned and it was Zul (surprise,surprise) Next thing I knew, we walked home together. I dunno where Rohaizat went. He just disappeared lol. Zul asked me what bus I`m taking. I said 34. He told me he is taking that bus also. So zoom! Suddenly we're sitting in the bus already. Out of nowhere, hollaback girl came on. The part that goes : "This shit is bananas; B-A-N-A-N-A-S!" Haha. Which is my fav. So I sang along. He gave me a surprised look. Haha then he put his arms around me. WTF, where the heck did that come from?!?! Aiya. He's like my biggest crush after Steve =p Let's not go to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehhhhhhhhh. Guess who just messaged me? Zul! Panjang umur haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, I officially declare that I`m the most stupid soul on earth. I saw Samsidi at TM yesterday. He was with a group of friends. And when I saw group, I meant A GROUP. Like some union lydat. I thought of approaching him but I...I dunno. Intimidated lah! Few minutes later I regret it. Cos like I said, I lost all my numbers, including him. And when I think about it, is it him or his bro? Cos the person I saw has punkish hair, not curly. And Sam has curly hair. So yeah *shrugs* Anw, this kinda thing ALWAYS happen between me and him. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, the world is &lt;em&gt;indeed&lt;/em&gt; quirky. Happy occasion also want to bomb. I saw the news and I was disgusted. Those bombers - do they have feelings? Suddenly I felt scared. Will that happen to us Muslims during Raya? &lt;strong&gt;Unpredictable.&lt;/strong&gt; And the next thing you know, the people who started this shit are your good mates. Next door people. Mutual acquantainces (spelling?). Someone that will make you think : "No lah, he/she is not like that..." I can cite 3 examples to be precise. You`ll never know what the others think of you, despite their friendly approaches. Insincerity. Suddenly you have deep wound that is not healed. Suddenly you bring out all those longb4yourtime stories. Suddenly you thought it was all a joke. Hah. Ironic. We claimed to be a developed country, yet there are people who ..... arrgh. Oh well. Life's never perfect. But I`m glad we live with an &lt;em&gt;awesome&lt;/em&gt; government who takes everything seriously, especially racism. However we cant always rely on Big Brother. We must also make an effort to strenghten our multi racial society. *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they say Malays are stupid. (I can justify this from a Straits Times article hor, there are people who thought so and I`m sure you thought so too.) Hah. If they only knew. Malays can do business,man! Mom decided not to make ketupats this year and all so she suggested that we should order. I called 2 so-called companies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st: They'd only deliver to us if our order exceeds 30 bucks. And our order of 20 ketupats didnt even hit 15 bucks. So perhaps I can help out and collect. But it's located all the way to Jurong. Eugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd: If we ordered above 40 ketupats, we'll be charged 50 cents. If not, it'll be 60 cents each. Aiyo. OK, that was pretty reasonable I suppose. Here comes the part: Deliver? &lt;strong&gt;$8.00 &lt;/strong&gt;fee. And they are located at Tampines. Which is relatively near to Punggol. Wahlao. McDonalds dont even charge that high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you see. We are &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; stupid. We &lt;em&gt;can&lt;/em&gt; make money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hee. Mom highlighted her hair red! Not exactly red, but something along it. Wowwww gorgeous man! Her fair skin and contrasting hair. Best la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm. Just now was funny. Me, Dad and Mom was watching this Feroz Khan concert thingy. Mom told us that his daughter is married to Hrithik Roshan? Then his son, Fardeen Khan (faints) appeared on stage. I said in a "as a matter of fact" way, "Yeh, he's married to a local." Mom went like serrrious?? I replied yep, in fact, his wife lives in 199B, 10th floor! Dad and Mom burst in laughter. Am I that bad. Sob. LOL. Fardeen is good looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I`ve rambled long enough. Anyone watch Hikmah 2? Cos I wanna know Pak Rizal's real name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one more - can you &lt;em&gt;please&lt;/em&gt; SMS me? All of you reading this. So that I can store in my mob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"These are the chronicles of life and death and everything between."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189313-113082712457669984?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113082712457669984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113082712457669984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113082712457669984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113082712457669984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2005/11/boredom-maybe-no-way.html' title='boredom? maybe. NO WAY!'/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113076762862427387</id><published>2005-10-31T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T22:12:23.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=D</title><content type='html'>Happiness! Besides the fact that AO Level Malay is over, which is crap cos there's no ooomph when I was doing Paper 1. Lame topics. Sure die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, let's kick academic stuffs aside. I think I found the answer. Firstly, Karim. Well, his name appeared in the question and the invigilator must think I`m psycho cos I was grinning like some idiot..(ok, go ahead and laugh Di) Next, the theme of the question is volunteerism. Something I`ve been thinking of doing this holidays. *smiles* The application form is ... sent! Soon. After parents see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had PW after exam which is like shit. Ms Yeo kept saying that I`m too soft. Arrgh. How man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went on a mission my mom came up with. Hee. Took the curtains. So nice! I thought of jalan-jalan at the Bazaar but CMI! Damn crowded =/ I sure caught a lot of attention, Rai says. Cannot be my clothing. Cos it's decent, just like how a Malay girl should be. LOL. I cannot turn charismatic overnight or be a Ms Poised (spelling?) Then I figured out it must be the handphone strap round my neck - Perfect 10 98.7 FM-. Yar, this 2 dudes were like "Eh, DJ baru kan tu?" and the one in brown shirt was studying my face and replied "Entah eh, agaknyer." This group of Malay girls also look at me like as if they wanna eat me. To the extent that I thought of asking "Uhm, are you into girls? Cos I am!" Well there's more, but I`m too darn lazy to type it down. Haha. I think I should wear that strap more often. Yep, I`ll be attached to MediaCorp if not Perfect 10 in the near future!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, I was mean just now. Like a good Muslim, I`ll always try to be patient. So the Bazaar is crowded, right? And I have to give way to the Makciks coming thru. So there's this lovebirds who forced themselves in cutting thru the Makciks as if the Makciks are small or perhaps invisible. I`ve been standing and waiting to let the Makciks to pas thru for like 5 mins? And those lovebirds cannot sabar. I kinda lost my temper (Perhaps me not a true good Muslim after all. Well, I`m trying my best!) and said to Rai "You know, there's such thing as patience?" And I received a killer stare by the dude. Shit. I then realized they're Chinese. Terrok lah me. I should have closed both eyes. Anw, I didnt know the Bazaar attracts other races too. Hee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dang I`m so tired. I just helped mom fix the curtains that me and Rai just took. Fix curtains also must have perfection tau. So tired...well, I am a good daughter also. Haha. Aiyo, why do I keep  praising myself today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, my siblings are involved in world war 32. Seeya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189313-113076762862427387?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113076762862427387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113076762862427387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113076762862427387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113076762862427387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2005/10/d.html' title='=D'/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113067894552814448</id><published>2005-10-30T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T21:30:08.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://commercenona.cbn.net.id/mde22004/images/screenshot/Ikhlas-screenshot-8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A screenshot from Ikhlas. That's me (on the right) and ________ (shrugs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yeaaahhhhhhh riiiiiiiigghhhht.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All the best to those taking MT AO Level tomorrow~ Stay positive and keep calm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures courtesy of mdentertainment.net&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189313-113067894552814448?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113067894552814448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113067894552814448&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113067894552814448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113067894552814448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2005/10/screenshot-from-ikhlas.html' title=''/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113059954647516402</id><published>2005-10-29T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T23:25:46.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=//</title><content type='html'>It's been an emo week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was a reflective day for me. What kind of person I`ve been. What kind of sis I am. What kind of daughter. Friend. And who am I,really. The people around me. They are significant in every way. These are only what I can say now. I choose not to elaborate more, it's quite personal. Hee. To think I broke down when I heard Tears In Heaven. Stoning in bed,thinking. Crying.&lt;br /&gt;And cried again today. Full Circle..Some things you cant explain. If you guys watch it, you should know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admire everyone who can still stay optimistic and brave it all when it comes to the shits in life. Here I am, moping about the littlest useless things. Like myself. I want more out of this life I`m living. More than academic wise. Something that can make me grow up as an adult, and be a better person than I am now. KC, relationships are the last thing on my mind. I still havent found a nice girl. It's hard, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had deep convos with the ones who are close and very dear to me. They've been very helpful, helping me out of this mess.  It's merely weird on how a person you knew thru the Net seems to know you since forever. And more weirder when they are here with you, helping you. When you are not the closest of friends/dont always see them. Perhaps they're in the same boat with you. Perhaps they are blessings in my life. Lonely life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really feel comfy when I`m at my madrasah class. I feel totally belonged there, and the people there never fail to bring a smile to my face. Perhaps this new ustazah is a blessing too. I thought of quitting next year due to my hectic schedule. But she changed everything. She's my role model. She's smart, in terms of religion and in general. Each week I`ll bring up topics to discuss. To the extent that each time she finished teaching something, she'd turn to me and say "Yes Jannah, I`m sure you have something to ask!" With her, I can bring out my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This holidays..I want to do something that will make me closer to God and walk His way. I`m sick of this girl obsession thing. I know it's not right. The thing is, how do I get started? I want to do more than just praying 5 times a day. How contradicting. I pray but I have this wrong obsession. No. I wont call it obsession. I`d say liking. OK. I`m sure I have spooked my readers. Esp those MJ blog hoppers. If there are any. I`ll change, I promise! I hope there wont be any one haha avoiding me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ya Allah, please give me the strength and show me the way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189313-113059954647516402?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113059954647516402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113059954647516402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113059954647516402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113059954647516402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post_29.html' title='=//'/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113047041384115794</id><published>2005-10-28T11:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T11:33:33.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mixed feelings.</title><content type='html'>I`m home! Suddenly I need the security of my home. It's where no one can see me. Shutting myself from the outside world. I appreciate music. Linkin Park. Pug Jelly. Anything pleasant to my ears. I'm thankful to the geniouses who invented the earpiece, discmans and mp3s. And the mighty ones who invented NGage. When I pluck in the earpiece. Feels like I`m in my own world. I dont need to talk to others. I can pretend that I`m listening to head banging music. Sometimes, the thing is that I dont even switch on the player. The earpiece is just an excuse...so that I dont have to listen. To things that I know will hurt me. I can pretend that I'm OK and not show how upset I am towards &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is this happening? What did I do wrong. All I know is that you start acting weird towards me after my medical leave. I get intimidated by you. I want to let you know that I really appreciate the friendship we share and I want to know what is happening. It is really shattering when people jokingly asked me "Eh, both of you quarrel arh?" And more painful to me when I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pretend&lt;/span&gt; that everything is cool. It makes me feel &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;useless&lt;/span&gt; when you are facing the trials in your life alone. I dunno if you are reading this. I want you to know that I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;do&lt;/span&gt; care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I`m promoted! *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS to my family, tho a pain in the everywhere, at the end of the day it's them who have my welfare at heart. Their prayers, talks, sarcasm and pointless debates..I seriously don`t know what I`d do without them. Not to mention their patience when putting up with my bullshit. Esp &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hana&lt;/span&gt;, my lil sis. The lazy ass. Climb &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;KK&lt;/span&gt;! I`m sure you know what that means =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A big THANKS to my one and only best friend &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Di&lt;/span&gt; (who is forever taking pictures and getting misuderstood. Girl, now I really know what its like to be misunderstood) for those long talks over the phone assuring me that I`ll do fine..*smiles* Love you heaps! Miss you mann...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Swensens&lt;/span&gt; someday? ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot to say thank you to..`Alia for those happyhappy vibes that keep me going..My faithful pw mate Adam for saying things that I wanna hear haha.. I`m glad the whole class is moving on to JC2. It's really my wish that came true. Alhamdullilah. Heh. Arigato to &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(sickening)&lt;/span&gt; Shao Wei for reminding me that craps in life are important! Those lame jokes. Crap about crap.For corrupting my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;purely&lt;/span&gt; innocent mind. Haha. And for comforting me when I need it. And putting up with my nonsense self. All those late night talks too. Thanks to my eye candies. OK, just an eye candy. That makes me go &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LALA&lt;/span&gt;. Haha. Pal pal. Cute lah you. Lust again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrights. Gotta run some errands. My mom forever lah. Haha. And practice my Malay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189313-113047041384115794?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113047041384115794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113047041384115794&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113047041384115794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113047041384115794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2005/10/mixed-feelings.html' title='mixed feelings.'/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113043444372166195</id><published>2005-10-28T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T01:34:03.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>Hahaha..Today is such a "everything" day. Extreme feelings at certain points. Very happy at one time, very sad at the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I`m very happy cos..no reason. Malay lesson was flawless cos Cikgu was blur. OK, that's a contradiction. Just felt senang hati. And no, it's not like what Ali thought. I forgot the digits and have no intention of remembering them. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Serious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PW is a drag. But hours later which seems like centuries..OP was cool. My slides are OK. Just my speech. How sia. I`m like so shy la. Then must eye contact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent update about what has been happening to Hikmah series. Lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhh I went to Mediacorp yesterday! Haha..I`m so used to that place already. We are meant to be! Hee. Anw, I met Jeff Wang..DANG he's so hot in real life. Can anyone tell me why I always made a fool of myself in front of hot guys? I literally froze when I saw him..Thanks to his friendliness that the level of my stupidity is not that high. Saw Vernetta Lopez also. She's pretty. But my fav visit is meeting Don Richmond a few months ago..*lust*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the wrong bus home. I mean it was the right bus, but wrong direction. Ended up at AMK. Wahlao. 7 bucks vanished just like that. Took cab home. WTS lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results in a few hours. I`m writing down my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt; now. As if I have any &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ASSETS&lt;/span&gt; hor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"'Come on..that bag isn't gonna walk away!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"How would I know that you wont?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189313-113043444372166195?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113043444372166195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113043444372166195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113043444372166195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113043444372166195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post_28.html' title='=)'/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113032369255171932</id><published>2005-10-26T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T18:48:12.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To whom it may concern&lt;br /&gt;Inderpal Singh to be precise =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show (and search?) is over. I am Qwert. There's a few misconceptions that I wish to clear. I&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; don't&lt;/span&gt; have a crush on Pal nor do I include him in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;any&lt;/span&gt; of my &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(fetish)&lt;/span&gt; desires (HAHA!).&lt;br /&gt;He just happened to be the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cutest&lt;/span&gt; singh in SC.&lt;br /&gt;Cos there's only &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt; singh there.&lt;br /&gt;Hee.&lt;br /&gt;To those who lead a super sad life, I`m sure you have made a right guess =).&lt;br /&gt;It kinda start out as a joke lar. But it went outta hand.&lt;br /&gt;Don't look at me that way.&lt;br /&gt;It was an &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;honest&lt;/span&gt; mistake.&lt;br /&gt;So no more qwert stuff from me again. No more bothers. Hee!&lt;br /&gt;Anw, pleased to make your acquaintance =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly,Pal's fan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;qwert!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;better know as Jannah *grins*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189313-113032369255171932?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113032369255171932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113032369255171932&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113032369255171932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113032369255171932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2005/10/to-whom-it-may-concern-inderpal-singh.html' title=''/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113008228674356646</id><published>2005-10-23T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T23:44:46.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Melvin is lost. WWE? John Cena? DP? Ruck Fules? Terrrok lah you! I CMI to his frequency. I dont dig a single word he said. And he's not faithful to LP. He die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bored. WR. Insecure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurhur. I cant get thru Neil Humphrey. I dunno why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PW. PW. More PW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happened to the joy of being in love?&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happened to "suddenly the world is a perfect place" ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hee. Hana said she wants to berak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my faithful pw mate called me terbiat. Cos I forgot the diff between soft copy and hard copy. But I just recovered from flu,what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dang. Melvin scolded me. He said CHEE BYE. Then he apologized. Cos he has last minute duty. Tmr was supposed to be his off day. HAHA to him! I didnt know NS is this tough. Well the willies and dickies deserve that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*looks around* Everyone is asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have issues with myself. I gotta settle that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanazawa wants me. I know. Woi, stop flirting can. You know who you are. (and stop smirking when you see this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melvin went online and cursed again. He said CHEE BYE HIS UNIT. His friend covered his shift already. Dang. He got the last laugh. Hahahahahhaha. He told me "They made me pack my bag so fast..then when I stepped out of the house my friend told me that he covered for me.." Thats funny. laugh,ppl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189313-113008228674356646?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113008228674356646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113008228674356646&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113008228674356646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113008228674356646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2005/10/melvin-is-lost.html' title=''/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-113001374164540588</id><published>2005-10-23T04:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T04:44:55.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Who's That Girl - Hilary Duff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There were places we would go at midnight&lt;br /&gt;There were secrets that nobody else would know&lt;br /&gt;There's a reason but I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I thought they all belonged to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's that girl?&lt;br /&gt;Where's she from?&lt;br /&gt;No she can't be the one&lt;br /&gt;That you want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That has stolen my world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;It's not real, it's not right&lt;br /&gt;It's my day, it's my night&lt;br /&gt;By the way&lt;br /&gt;Who's that girl living my life?&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, living my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like everything's the same around me&lt;br /&gt;When I look again and everything has changed&lt;br /&gt;I'm not dreaming so I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;She's everywhere I wanna be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's that girl?&lt;br /&gt;Where's she from?&lt;br /&gt;No she can't be the one&lt;br /&gt;That you want&lt;br /&gt;That has stolen my world&lt;br /&gt;It's not real, it's not right&lt;br /&gt;It's my day, it's my night&lt;br /&gt;By the way&lt;br /&gt;Who's that girl living my life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the one who made you laugh&lt;br /&gt;Who made you feel&lt;br /&gt;And made you sad&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sorry&lt;br /&gt;For what we did&lt;br /&gt;For who we were&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm not her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's that girl?&lt;br /&gt;Where's she from?&lt;br /&gt;No she can't be the one&lt;br /&gt;That you want&lt;br /&gt;That has stolen my world&lt;br /&gt;It's not real, it's not right&lt;br /&gt;It's my day, it's my night&lt;br /&gt;By the way&lt;br /&gt;Who's that girl living my life?&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, living my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189313-113001374164540588?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/113001374164540588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=113001374164540588&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113001374164540588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/113001374164540588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2005/10/whos-that-girl-hilary-duff-there-were.html' title=''/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-112988743058677378</id><published>2005-10-21T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T17:37:10.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>open house 05</title><content type='html'>This morning is probably the longest morning I have ever lived thru. 7 plus to 11 is the touching up of our report and I was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yawwwwwnnniinggg&lt;/span&gt; awayyy. Glad that was done, and handed in to Ms Yeo also. And tmr morning, 7am in skl. Aiyo..but hopefully can see the shuai army guy. Heeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open House is quite fun! =) I havent smiled in a long time! Quoting Hana, my lil sis : "Wah,kakak dah boleh senyum!" Anyway I was quite irritated when she said that cos she was actually mimicking Anna from Hikmah. =/ Haha. Err..saw some of my juniors too, I didnt know that a change of hairstyle can make them not recognize me! Too drastic I suppose. Paul came too! But he was busy with other stuffs and I didnt get a chance to talk to him. Ooooh and Vicnan dropped by too! Getting taller each time! I said something to him and he just walked off. I have forgotten that tall people cannot hear what the little people has to say. Boo. Orh. I think I am just soft spoken lah. Must be like that..and I gotta be shy too. Guys like that kinda girls :) Bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another update -&lt;br /&gt;Paul forgot to wish me, and he did last night.&lt;br /&gt;Rasheilla forgot too. And she sms-ed this morning =)&lt;br /&gt;`Alia &amp; Sarah wished me a belated one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe. This year is cool. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awh shucks. The ink on my hand is gone. Yah, despite the fact that we're from Publications, we dont always have papers and our hands is the replacement. Shucks man...what is Euodia's addy? Gahh. I`mma ask her on Monday. I`m beginning to love the CP Family =D Something funny happened today. Jana and Anand (I think) dedicated Akon's Lonely to Jeremy..and their message? "Hows life all by yourself?" LOL. CP also dedicated a song for our favorite member Tobias..Fix You by Coldplay.LMAO. I requested a song too. Girls and Boys by GC. I am not Qwert! I dunno if Ali heard that but yeah. The Indian dance is damn nice la. Sophia and I like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I see a light of hope at the end of the tunnel! *smiles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I should.......&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;do something&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I`m gonna do it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO. NOT NOW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189313-112988743058677378?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/112988743058677378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=112988743058677378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/112988743058677378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/112988743058677378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2005/10/open-house-05.html' title='open house 05'/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-112980351082633594</id><published>2005-10-20T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T18:18:30.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a day over.</title><content type='html'>Hee. Di isnt the last person to wish me. KC is.&lt;br /&gt;And SIM didnt forget.&lt;br /&gt;Sara almost forgot.&lt;br /&gt;Sallyah got the date wrong, but its okay lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I failed Physics. Sighs. Very demoralizing. I talked to Daddddd..if I suey suey cannot promote, I already draw up a plan. But I dunno. Life's too unpredictable. So let's see where life takes me to..Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open House tomorrow! My CCA booth is between SC and ODAC. *grins* But I damn tired. Ugh. Maybe after I meet Paul I`ll go home. I`m still sick anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalala....so proud of my pw group! Yay! WR is A-OK! *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189313-112980351082633594?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/112980351082633594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=112980351082633594&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/112980351082633594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/112980351082633594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2005/10/day-over.html' title='a day over.'/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-112971885494855943</id><published>2005-10-19T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T21:00:52.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Birthday to Me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to &lt;strong&gt;Ino&lt;/strong&gt; for the 2 days early b`day wish, &lt;strong&gt;Ramani&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; &lt;strong&gt;Bryan&lt;/strong&gt; for calling me up, making sure that I am not attacked by mozzies. Thank you to &lt;strong&gt;Uncle Adam&lt;/strong&gt; for the super super nice cargo pants,&lt;strong&gt;Uncle Faizal&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;strong&gt;Nek&lt;/strong&gt; for the super pink bag and the midnight wish. Also to &lt;strong&gt;Pravin&lt;/strong&gt; too! Not forgetting &lt;strong&gt;Nyayi and Yayi&lt;/strong&gt; for calling during Sahur and &lt;strong&gt;Rai&lt;/strong&gt; sis.My &lt;strong&gt;parents&lt;/strong&gt; too of course, also to &lt;strong&gt;Aunty Hajar&lt;/strong&gt; for showering me with all the good wishes in the morning. 1st surprise: &lt;strong&gt;Zul&lt;/strong&gt;. Like,he appeared out of nowhere? Thanks to &lt;strong&gt;Vim&lt;/strong&gt; for the morning call! Hehe! And &lt;strong&gt;Dan&lt;/strong&gt;, I cant believe you still remember! Arigato to &lt;strong&gt;Steve &lt;/strong&gt;for the sms! Then I logged in to Friendster - more surprises! &lt;strong&gt;Johnson,Aminah and Rai&lt;/strong&gt; (again) sent me a bday testi! =D Last but not least, &lt;strong&gt;Di&lt;/strong&gt;! A perfect ending for my special day =) To Di: No worries, next year, HOUSE OF CONDOM ATTACK! WOOT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;OK, I admit this year's better than last year's. Prolly because of a few surprises =) I didnt go to skl today cos my sickness is getting worst..so the Doc prescribed me other tablets which still taste like paper and Phosphorus, but I`m feeling a bit better! Haha. I miss skl, to be honest! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;Zul. Habisan lah dia.What does he want now? I mean, why is he appearing in my life like some special guest. Brengset. Di, you remember him? Hah. Nonsense lah he.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;Let's see..I`m 17. So old. A few more years and I cant enjoy student discount. Sad. Means gotta pay more. Boohoo. MJ open house this Friday. *shrugs* I spent my last moments as a 16 year old in a terrible way. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" 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/10189313-112971885494855943?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/112971885494855943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=112971885494855943&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/112971885494855943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/112971885494855943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2005/10/happy-birthday-to-me-thanks-to-ino-for.html' title=''/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-112954388720605326</id><published>2005-10-18T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T17:34:16.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>revenge of the sick.</title><content type='html'>Woot. I am down with very high fever. 2 days leave. Mom said it's because I`ve been 'keeping the sickness' since before promos. Dad said it's because I have PW Phobia and that I am scared to turn 17.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah. 17. I think it won't be significant, like last year's. Sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay. Ah Wei rocks. Thanks for the CD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My intention here is to write about my day out with Pik, since I didnt have the time to do in the past. We went to see the Merlion and heck, you are only a true Singaporean if you drink the Merlion's piss. Heh. Pictures will be uploaded soon, havent seen her in a long while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was on a Friday, and Pik plus her friends have finished their cruise trip here. According to Pik there were no hot guys and she was damn bored to the extent that she slept throughout the trip.&lt;br /&gt;I met her and her mates at Harbourfront. Her friends are hot la. Haha. If only I`m a Thai. Then we went to check-in in a hotel near Chinatown, Hotel 81. As we went up to our room,there's this hot Indo guy. And Pik knows me well, she told me that she knew I`m gonna say he's hot. Haha! She gave me 2 cute tops =D Damn nice lar.&lt;br /&gt;We went to Esplanade next. She got spooked by the tall viewing gallery. Haha! Went to see the merlion, something she is so impressed about. We walked around some more like lost souls and eventually got back to the hotel. So yeh. Thats about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, omg I havent been this sick. I thought I could go to school today but I have no energry to do so. My head's spinning and my muscles are aching like hell. Oh well. I got a C for Chem. Hrmm. Ok lar, quite happy with that =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh. Time to eat medicine. Tastes like Phosphorous. Blecch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189313-112954388720605326?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/112954388720605326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=112954388720605326&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/112954388720605326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/112954388720605326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2005/10/revenge-of-sick.html' title='revenge of the sick.'/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-112942700481435320</id><published>2005-10-16T09:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T09:43:24.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams II</title><content type='html'>Another day, another dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time it's about a particular counselor in my college (duh?) We were talking about adding each other in MSN, and he was like saying "Aiya just add me lah, dont be shy!" That;s the only part I remembered. Believing that dreams are actually an &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;opposite&lt;/span&gt; of what will &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; happen, well, I have forgotten what I`m about to say. It will never happen la, considering the fact that he doesnt even &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt; me. However, I remembered the email he gave and the dream seemed so real I almost added him haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and  I also  dreamt I failed Physics. Shit I`m scared. That might happen. Cos I am friggin weak in that. Shucks. Nothing new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant believe i`m bored. Only God knows how much I felt like ponning tomorrow. Does anyone has Microsoft Powerpoint/Office CD? I can't believe nobody has. Now where's that parang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189313-112942700481435320?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/112942700481435320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=112942700481435320&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/112942700481435320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/112942700481435320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2005/10/dreams-ii.html' title='Dreams II'/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-112934183507399884</id><published>2005-10-15T09:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T11:34:37.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border: 1px solid #000000; background-color: #ffffff; padding: 8px; margin: 8px; font: 12px sans-serif; color: #000000; line-height: 20px; width: 400px;"&gt;&lt;div style="border: none; background-color: #ffffff; font: bold 16px sans-serif; color: #000000; margin: 0px; margin-bottom: 8px; padding: 0px;"&gt;You Are A: &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cuteducky.com/cute_animals/kitty.html" target="_top"&gt;Kitten&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.cuteducky.com/img/kitty.jpg" style="border: none; margin: 0px 12px 12px 0px; float: left; height: 100px width: 100px" alt="kitty cat" /&gt;Cute as can be, kittens are playful, mischevious, and ever-curious. Your mischevious side is part of what makes you a kittenKittens are often loving, but are known to scratch or bite when annoyed. These adorable animals are the most popular pets in the United States--37% of American households have at least one cat.  Whether it is your gentle purr or your disarming appearance, you make a wonderful kitten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You were almost a:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.cuteducky.com/cute_animals/monkey.html" target="_top"&gt;Monkey&lt;/a&gt; or a &lt;a href="http://www.cuteducky.com/cute_animals/bear.html" target="_top"&gt;Bear Cub&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are least like a:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.cuteducky.com/cute_animals/mouse.html" target="_top"&gt;Mouse&lt;/a&gt; or a &lt;a href="http://www.cuteducky.com/cute_animals/bunny.html" target="_top"&gt;Bunny&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cuteducky.com/cute_animal_quiz.html" style="clear: both; display: block; text-align: center; margin-top: 8px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Cute Animal Are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kitten!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Melissa from MediaCorp called me up already. So I gotta collect my whatnots by 28th,I think. Sighs. I wish I am attached to that industry of SPH. Didnt get chosen for the latter. *grumbles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the best dream just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Sahur I dreamt that I went out with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vick&lt;/span&gt; (Malaysian Idol 1,the 3rd runner up) I dunno how it started though..what I can recall is that we were in this HUGE shopping mall, I`m guessing Berjaya Times Square because of the scary roller coaster we took in that dream.&lt;br /&gt;The next thing I knew, we were looking for a good restaurant to have a bite, and everyone kept saying that their food is the best just because they want Vick in their place. And he kinda irritated me by being ultra friendly, talking to his fans...Gee, I so dislike crowds. In the end, we found a cosy North Indian makan place to eat =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The North Indian food part doesnt make sense. OK it does cos I`m Malay, Vick's Chinese, so we eat Indian food. There's too much racism going on today, despite the fact that it's the 21st century and that we're living in a place whose role model is Switzerland. So even our dreams must be multi-racial. Haha. Crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, I`m a Malay girl who has Indian friends, who likes a Chinese guy,who likes Italian food,who wants to meet her Thai friends again,who used to have something with an Australian dude,who is a Muslim and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yet&lt;/span&gt; has Christian,Hindu,Taoist,Buddhist (and the list goes on) friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the dream, I so wish it`ll come true. Perhaps I`ll have Ash too. Hah. My lil sis told me once, that dreams will never come true, and that the exact opposite of that dream will happen to us. That's when I dreamt I scored 3 for Malay karangan for O`s. Then I blog-hopped to Sarah's blog, and Haris said the same thing. Aiiiyaaa..just when I thought I could go out with a celeb. Perhaps the exact opposite will be Ash. Or Daniel, I dont mind also. Eh no. The opposite of a celeb is normal people. Nooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*stretches* PW is a pain in the ass. Pain in the everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like Friendster now. It shows the people who viewed your profile. (evil laughter) Hahaha! This Malaysian dude Fahad. Cute. And I want to view Ash's profile infinite times so that he'd get the hint to add me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I` might go to American Skl on the 14th Nov. Saw Loser alert!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189313-112934183507399884?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/112934183507399884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=112934183507399884&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/112934183507399884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/112934183507399884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2005/10/dreams.html' title='Dreams...'/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-112910442262931087</id><published>2005-10-12T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T16:07:02.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cloudy.</title><content type='html'>I miss sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inter-house games? Not exciting. Mundane. I can't see the point. And the college's like empty despite those games. Serious. Might as well give us &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;off-days&lt;/span&gt; lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 - 8 am : PW Lecture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 - 10 am : Walk around like lost souls. Saw the soccer game. Went to Kabadi booth, hoping for some action. Na-da.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 - 11.30 am : Vim had some PW meeting. I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;slept&lt;/span&gt; in the library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I`m supposed to get my ass moving to skl cos I have PW. *ignores the time*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learn something about myself today! I can never be late for skl no matter how hard I tried. I thought I left pretty late cos I purposely miss the 6.50 bus and I know the next bus comes at 7.10. But heck. I somehow got the 6.55 bus. Weird. And still reach skl early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This means I can &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; be fashionably late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advice of the day to girls: Dont look for a man just because of his body. Cos no matter how &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hubba hubba&lt;/span&gt; his body is (esp NS dudes) they'll &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt; end up like Colonel Sanders. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189313-112910442262931087?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/112910442262931087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=112910442262931087&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/112910442262931087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/112910442262931087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2005/10/cloudy.html' title='Cloudy.'/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-112904363752441099</id><published>2005-10-11T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T23:13:57.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nyaha``</title><content type='html'>`Another update!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I dont want to go to school tomorrow. Who gives a hoot about inter house games?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hee. Hikmah is damn nice today. Adrian finally return back to Jakarta to see his wife Anna. Uhm. Rin was pushed by Feli. Sick la. Feli still hasnt recover from the spell. Cos you see, she couldnt accept the fact that her ex Dito likes Rin..so she turned to a Bomoh for help..since it's Ramadhan (in that show) and that Rin is religious, the curse will rebound to Feli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I`ve never been so into a drama series before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189313-112904363752441099?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/112904363752441099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=112904363752441099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/112904363752441099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/112904363752441099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2005/10/nyaha.html' title='nyaha``'/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-112903558894782491</id><published>2005-10-11T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T20:59:48.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>^&amp;^&amp;^</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tak tenteram aku puasa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;idiot's&lt;/span&gt; idea is it to have inter house games after promos? Was supposed to have PW meeting at 11 and it's postponed to&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;. PW is a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shitache&lt;/span&gt;. And my CT &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; have to be sarcastic. See her at 6am? I frigging dont mind. Shit la. The first time I got goreng-ed by her. Thank god it was over the phone. I`d show her attitude lah. But it's not like me to do that. I was so furious I thought of slamming down the phone. I wish I had the guts. But unlike me to be rude. Heh. I can still say "thank you" politely. My &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;poor&lt;/span&gt; NGage that suffered in the end. Sorry dear! Sighs.&lt;br /&gt;I hate PW. I dont wanna go to skl.  Arrrh. Why must my group member be involved in that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stupid&lt;/span&gt; games? I`m so gonna put on a sour face tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is, if I dare to be myself...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189313-112903558894782491?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/112903558894782491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=112903558894782491&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/112903558894782491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/112903558894782491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post.html' title='^&amp;^&amp;^'/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-112900214422592812</id><published>2005-10-11T11:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T11:42:24.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>paradise</title><content type='html'>Hee. I just woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exhausted last &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;night&lt;/span&gt;. What a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;night&lt;/span&gt;! Hahaha! After chatting til like 1am plus, KC called me up! Being a bimbo she has no idea whats the time lol *mmuackss* KC, thanks for calling! We crapped til 3am, I dunno how much you gotta pay! But I think I picked up your accent =p Slept for a bit and woke up at 4am to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 hours later I woke up again, cos my siblings gotta go skl so I gotta send them off..and slept like a baby till now! Aaah.  And I cant still wait for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tonight&lt;/span&gt;! Hee. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tonight&lt;/span&gt; ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I gotta help my mommy dearest to..I dunno, the day before yesterday she was already planning what I should do after exams. I`m thinking of donating my toys. My room is like a cross between Toys R Us and Library. Thinking of giving away my clothes too. And revamp my study area - paste more pictures! And donate secondary skl books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I`m gonna watch&lt;br /&gt;- 3 Iron&lt;br /&gt;- Bounjour Monsieur Schlomi&lt;br /&gt;- And this korean movie based on a true account..If They Only Knew, I think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That`ll cost me...$13.50. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Demand TV&lt;/span&gt; rocks. Foreign film rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qwert, qwert..who are ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy say we might go KL again! Yay! But I wanna go Bangkok to see my dearest Pik and Nadear! And Oz. But thats out of question already . =( Sighs.&lt;br /&gt;KL..I wanna buy Ash's CD and Rai might wanna buy Daniel's. I wanna go to the same arcade, hopefully eye candy is still there. I want I want I want I wanna. Hah. I gotta look for a job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of eye candies, I caught up with Benji Wenji too! No Ben, no more eye candy in MJ, I`ve grown up and have &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;higher &lt;/span&gt;standards. *wink wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt; more days to a very &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; special day! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And you give yourself away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;With or without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can't live &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;With or without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U2 - With or without you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189313-112900214422592812?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/112900214422592812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=112900214422592812&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/112900214422592812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/112900214422592812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2005/10/paradise.html' title='paradise'/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-112894029460035633</id><published>2005-10-11T02:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T11:52:49.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wooot!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/679/1600/just%20for%20my%20LLS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4355/679/320/just%20for%20my%20LLS.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The torture is over. *smiles* Hoping for the best, prepared for the worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I`ve been thinking lately. (wahhh!) Each time I take bus 3 home, I`ll always see these Madrasah girls. Then I thought of how their lives might be like? They have chosen ( or perhaps, forced?) to not go to a govt school. I gotta say that I respect them..it must be hard on them to learn Arabic (I heard you gotta speak that language in classes,dont know how true tho) history of the religion, solat, PLUS normal subjects like we have in secondary school. Heavy nah? Not only that but the thought of not mingling with the opposite sex is quite...I dunno, if I were to be in their place I`d feel bored and weird and...I`m not implying I`m boy-crazy or shit but it just doesnt feel right lah. But it's all about the religion so it's cool yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I`ve been also thinking about local music. I tuned into 98.7 Home last Saturday and there's this 2 artists that caught my attention - The Suns ( i think) and this rapper dude who lived in the States for 4 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Suns...from what I can recall, sorry la my mind is saturated with formulae lol, they were banned some years back in Singapore? And part of them went to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Down Under&lt;/span&gt; to study, but due to their passion for music, they managed to start anew. And they're making it big in Down Under la! They might be coming back to Sg to perform. See? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wasted talent&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;As for this rapper dude..I friggin cant recall his name! Anyhow, i`m awed by his song called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whatever It Takes&lt;/span&gt;. Singapore Eminem? Maybe. I say this dude has talent that must not be wasted. I hope the locals will be more &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;open&lt;/span&gt; and more &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;aware&lt;/span&gt; of talents than just &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;banning&lt;/span&gt; them. Yes, Rai, i dont like HipHop and RnB but I know what talent is than just merely rap about&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; sex drugs and bitches.&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;YOU KNOW WHO I`M REFERING TO HAHA&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, my love for local talent is increasing! Lets support them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that exams are over , I can finally watch Hikmah without any disturbance in my mind. Last night's ep was heart moving, that I think I kinda..teared. Adrian had to work overseas, and that damned Liza keep on seducing him! He couldnt take it as he missed his wife Anna soo much, and he called her up. He said that he missed he heaps, he longed for the time when he could stroke her hair, kiss her ,....of course it's just a direct trans, it sounds more beautiful in Bahasa Indonesia.&lt;br /&gt;So tell me, does this happen in real life too? Will I ever find a partner who`d love me wholeheartedly? Hahaha..will I even find one who understands me inside out lol Arh i`m so embarrassed talking about this now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh. It's hard to find sweet,traditional guys nowadays. Tell me which&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; guy&lt;/span&gt; would bother write a poem/play guitar and sing a song written for me/send a letter to capture my attention? Now they are just&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; cowards&lt;/span&gt;. All they do is text us, which is sooo modern but sooo not personal. In things like this you gotta do something that will be remembered for life! You cant worry about losing face or pride or whatever shit lah. It's no question that they are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;chauvinist&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;egoistic&lt;/span&gt;. And another thing. Guys always thought they know everything. They want to know about everything of every girl they know. Bah. I know heaps of guys like this, and hahaha they font understand me one bit. Their heads la. Go shit somewhere. You mean looks are eveything? Go and fucking rot in hell for all I care, those damned baskets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; With male species like these, it's not surprising that I`m les.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK OK lalalaa ignore that previous sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I caught up with many people today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st is Steve bro...As seen from the picture above. I miss him a lot. In every way. I think we've drifted apart..it's like we have nothing to talk about `cept for skl..and it sucks cos we used to be so close.&lt;br /&gt;I talked to Andy too! A hi and a bye. That bugger...&lt;br /&gt;Paul! My favorite teddy in the whole wide world! I remembered a particular convo we had -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Paul: You`re the girl who I wish is Chinese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me: Why??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Paul: Parents dont allow Malay girlfriend la, too traditional...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He;s so sweet. I promise to eat pizza with him after fasting month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Wei too! So happy =D She's my closest friend who helped me in every single way during sec skl. She's the one who helped me when I`m troubled and i really appreciate her heaps =) I know you`re reading this, thanks a lot girlfriend! *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mmmmuacks&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting Di. But halfway no reply? Haha..Let's walk walk someday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who else...? Orh. Sim. Been talking to him since 8pm. Still debating about guys girls future and lesbians...poly guys and jc guys, whatever guys they are still &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;guys&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny happenings - On my way back the 3 stooges were in the bus I always take. I asked them where are they off to and one of them answered "Nah we're just taking a stroll.." Sheesh. At Punggol?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I`m off mood now. Gotta watch some Ash. I mean the video. LOL.&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;My love for you, always forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Just you and me, all else is nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Not going back, not going back there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; They don't understand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt; They don't understand us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;-Not gonna get us by TaTu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189313-112894029460035633?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/112894029460035633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=112894029460035633&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/112894029460035633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/112894029460035633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2005/10/wooot.html' title='wooot!'/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-112885065838200031</id><published>2005-10-09T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T17:37:41.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled IV</title><content type='html'>Tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karim emailed me. He wished me a Happy Ramadhan! Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am saturated! So whatever I said may not make any sense to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melvin told me he's getting darker! So I said "Good on you!" Cos he's too fair and I always thought he's like a white chicken on Hainan Chicken Rice meal and that makes me hungry each time I talk to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The newspaper today has brought up good issues regarding blogging. Well. So one argue about "freedom of speech" on the Net. But that "freedom" doesnt mean that you can goreng people as you wish. Blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I`m listening to Ash's rendition of With Or Without You. Ok, nothing new =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what? I`m off to revise again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)=)=)(=(=(=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189313-112885065838200031?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/112885065838200031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=112885065838200031&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/112885065838200031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/112885065838200031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2005/10/untitled-iv.html' title='Untitled IV'/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-112869589513144122</id><published>2005-10-07T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T23:05:30.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one more day left</title><content type='html'>&lt;table bg="" style="" border="3" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg=""  align="center" style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Judicial&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg=""  align="center" style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Altruistic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg=""  align="center" style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Naughty&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg=""  align="center" style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Noisy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg=""  align="center" style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Accurate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg=""  align="center" style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hilarious&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.go-quiz.com/acronym/acronym.php"&gt;Name / Username:&lt;input name="name"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input value="Get your name acronym!" type="submit"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.go-quiz.com/acronym/acronym.php"&gt;Name Acronym Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From &lt;a href="http://www.go-quiz.com/"&gt;Go-Quiz.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this from Hannah`s blog. Hmm..quite accurate. Hee! Especially the Altruistic part. People who know me very well will strongly agree. Till I forget about my own wants and needs sometimes. Oh well. I`m naturally Ms Nice. Serious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I bloghopped and found a new mate today! Her name is Hannah. Check out her bloggy. :)&lt;br /&gt;Quite fascinated by the fact that she could recall every single detail about what happened to her on a particular day. Makes me feel darn lazy for not doing so. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had Malay paper today! So contented :) Chemistry? Bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been watching Ash's performance for like a gazzillion (spelling?) time. He's talented lah, that Ipoh guy. I`ve been trying to figure out how to post his video on my blog. But for now, check out this link:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://free.pages.at/morpheus_75/ashu2.wmv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too lazy to put the HTML codes, sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more exam day left. And it's a heavy one - Maths plus Physics. A very BAD combi, but heck. I`m gonna try like I`ve never tried before =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerios,&lt;br /&gt;Jannah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Ah Wei ah, stop being lame! Actually, continue being lame =]&lt;br /&gt;PPS: KC! Bring me those Everything is BIG in Texas shirt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i`ll end my post with....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.malaysianidol.com.my/editorial/images2/P1010484---300.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ash! Courtesy of www.malaysianidol.com.my&lt;br /&gt;Oh my. Hotness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189313-112869589513144122?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/112869589513144122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=112869589513144122&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/112869589513144122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/112869589513144122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2005/10/one-more-day-left.html' title='one more day left'/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-112851618738434454</id><published>2005-10-05T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T20:43:07.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lala!</title><content type='html'>Arrgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GP was okay, AQ killed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I had today beautifully planned! I was saving to watch Hikmah after mugging. It says that it will start at 1830, so yeah, okay. BUT. While it's true the show started at 1830, right after the intro, until 1900 were nothing but ADVERTISMENTS! Cheat my feelings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrh. Ok, back to mugging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best to Hana for Maths!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189313-112851618738434454?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/112851618738434454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=112851618738434454&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/112851618738434454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/112851618738434454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2005/10/lala.html' title='lala!'/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-112841476007257689</id><published>2005-10-04T16:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T16:32:40.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm?</title><content type='html'>Shit lar. I got diarrhoea. However you spell it. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stop&lt;/span&gt; laughing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. I had an extremely nice dream just now. Come to think of it, I havent been having dreams or even nightmares. It was always blanks. But just now...wah. I dreamt of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ash&lt;/span&gt;. Quit laughing already! He was in my room, and no we werent up to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;whatnots&lt;/span&gt;, how I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wish&lt;/span&gt;, but kan, Ramadhan is coming..tingkah laku harus suci,nggak boleh kotor kotor,haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were talking about music, and I was kinda showing off my singing skills (average in real life, damn Alto,but its all cool) I was also with my electric guitar...and there we were,sitting on my mat. I asked if he could play Everything Burns and he got all excited! So he played that, and I sang along..weeee! The best part? He said "You dont sound like Anastacia but there's sincerity and meaning in the way you convey the song" HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ash looks hot in my dream. He's always hot anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what Di? I`m quite excited for Irwan actually. OOpps, i mean Harith Iman. Whatever happened to Mikail? Having converted from Catholic..hmm..it's so exciting! If he's in Singapore,with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kar&lt;/span&gt; of course, imagine the 4 of us, breaking our fast together and go for terawih prayers!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Berangan&lt;/span&gt;! Ahahaha like the sinetron Ikhlas like that! But heck, I`m happy for him :) But bila he sunat ah??? *still pondering*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Fasting Month to Muslims all over the world =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy sitting for exams to everyone too! PSLE,Promos... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tummy pain! Owwcchh! Now where's the loo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189313-112841476007257689?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/112841476007257689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=112841476007257689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/112841476007257689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/112841476007257689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2005/10/hmm.html' title='Hmm?'/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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-10189313.post-112835359875423487</id><published>2005-10-03T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T23:33:18.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;pre style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Mungkin Nanti - Peterpan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sahajaku berkata&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin yang terakhir kalinya&lt;br /&gt;Sudahlah lepaskan semua&lt;br /&gt;Ku yakin inilah waktunya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin saja kau bukan yang dulu lagi&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin saja rasa itu telah pergi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan mungkin bila nanti&lt;br /&gt;Kita kan bertemu lagi&lt;br /&gt;Satu pintaku jangan kau coba&lt;br /&gt;Tanyakan kembali&lt;br /&gt;Rasa yang kutinggal mati&lt;br /&gt;Seperti hari kemarin&lt;br /&gt;Saat semua di sini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan bila hatimu termenung&lt;br /&gt;Bangun dari mimpi-mimpimu&lt;br /&gt;Membuka hatimu yang dulu&lt;br /&gt;Cerita saat bersamaku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin saja kau bukan yang dulu lagi&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin saja rasa itu telah pergi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan mungkin bila nanti&lt;br /&gt;Kita kan bertemu lagi&lt;br /&gt;Satu pintaku jangan kau coba&lt;br /&gt;Tanyakan kembali&lt;br /&gt;Rasa yang kutinggal mati&lt;br /&gt;Seperti hari kemarin&lt;br /&gt;Saat semua di sini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan mungkin bila nanti&lt;br /&gt;Kita kan bertemu lagi&lt;br /&gt;Satu pintaku jangan kau coba&lt;br /&gt;Tanyakan kembali&lt;br /&gt;Rasa yang kutinggal mati&lt;br /&gt;Seperti hari kemarin&lt;br /&gt;Saat semua di sini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak usah kau tanyakan lagi&lt;br /&gt;Simpan untukmu sendiri&lt;br /&gt;Semua sesal yang kau cari&lt;br /&gt;Semua rasa yang kau beri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's still me Jannah. Sudden interest in Indo songs. I got to know this song when Daniel&lt;br /&gt; ( 2nd Malaysian Idol ) did his rendition on a particular workshop. That dude truly deserves&lt;br /&gt;to be crowned an idol. Ash too. Ok that was biased. Hee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways peeps. Any of you has&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. Heaven Knows&lt;br /&gt;b. Mungkin Nanti - Peterpan&lt;br /&gt;c. With or Without You - U2&lt;br /&gt;d. I Want You - Electrico&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do me a super kind soul and gimme. Kisses guaranteed. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shao Wei is lame. Ok lah you handsome la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189313-112835359875423487?l=eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/feeds/112835359875423487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189313&amp;postID=112835359875423487&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/112835359875423487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189313/posts/default/112835359875423487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaldamnatedme.blogspot.com/2005/10/mungkin-nanti-peterpan-sahajaku.html' title=''/><author><name>AznPryde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02306417960040551789</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></feed>
