<?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-9044449</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:52:22.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>iqa*</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>155</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-112391803923227083</id><published>2005-08-13T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T15:27:19.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I AM PERMANENTLY MOVING TO LIVEJOURNAL AND I'M CLOSING DOWN THIS BLOG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN'T HELP BUT BE AMAZED AT THE CHANGES. TRUST ME, I NEVER WANTED IT TO BE THIS WAY.&lt;br /&gt;THINGS AREN'T WORKING OUT FOR ME NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND YES, I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; LIFELESS IN REALITY. MY LIFE'S NOT OH-SO-EXCITING LIKE YOURS.&lt;br /&gt;MY LIFE MAY BE PATHETIC, BUT I DON'T NEED YOU TO FEEL SORRY FOR ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I APOLOGISE IF I EVER OFFENDED ANYONE.&lt;br /&gt;SORRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOODBYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-112391803923227083?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/112391803923227083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=112391803923227083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/112391803923227083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/112391803923227083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-am-permanently-moving-to-livejournal.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-112384044283923241</id><published>2005-08-12T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T17:59:48.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M BACK.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;TO PEOPLE WHO STILL THINKS THAT NAME-CALLING IS UBER FUN AND WHO FEELS THAT I NEED TO BE REMINDED AGAIN OF HOW FUCKING UGLY I AM, BY ALL MEANS, DIRTY MY TAGBOARD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OH, WAIT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*LAYS OUT RED CARPET*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OKAY. DO YOUR THING, PEOPLE WITH NO LIVES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'M GIVING YOU SOMETHING TO ACTUALLY &lt;strong&gt;DO&lt;/strong&gt; TO TAKE UP YOUR FREE TIME. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SINCE YOU CAN'T BE BOTHERED TO FIND A HOBBY OR SOMETHING. SHEESH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OKAY MOOOOVING ON, I AM CURRENTLY DOWN WITH FEVER AND FLU. GOOEY STUFF FLOWING LIKE NIAGARA FALLS. HAHA EWW. I WENT TO THE DOCTOR'S AND I GOT A DAY'S LEAVE. SO YEAH, I'M NOT GOING TO THE &lt;s&gt;HIGHLY ANTICIPATED&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;KRANJI'S&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;TENTH-YEAR-ANNIVERSARY CELEBRATION. WHAT DO YOU EXPECT? I'M JUST A CREW. BUT ANYWAYS, BREAK A LEG, PERFORMERS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;BOYOHBOYOHBOY. I CAN'T &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;WAIT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; FOR PEOPLE TO GUSH ABOUT HOW GREAT IT WENT. AWW DON'T WORRY, I PROMISE I WON'T CRY WHEN I FIND OUT HOW FUN IT WAS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OKAY BEFORE I GET ALL SARCASTIC, I'M OFF. I HAVEN'T FORGOTTEN HOW SOME PEOPLE DON'T LIKE MY SARCASM, DON'T WORRY. AH, SHIT. THERE I GO AGAIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;BUT WAIT, ISN'T IT BEWILDERING HOW SOMETIMES WHAT PEOPLE SAY AND WHAT PEOPLE DO ARE SO SO SO SO CONTRADICTING? ITS MIND-BLOWING, K. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SORRY SEEMS TO BE THE HARDEST WORD?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HAHA NOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;JUST SAY SORRY AND EXPECT THINGS WILL BE BACK TO NORMAL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;DREAM ON, K.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I THOUGHT IT WAS THAT EASY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;BUT BOYOHBOYOHBOY WAS I WRONG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;replies to tags :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Diah - haha. something, something. (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PrInCeSs aZiE - thanks! u too k.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SwEeeTkiSsEs - haha. i'm back! (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Covergirl - i miss your sweet voice too! i'm back! so don't merajok k. (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Shaaa* - i didn't? sorry! i'll link u up. i'm an avid reader of your blog too! altho now i can't seem to tag. i don't have macromedia flash. (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;LLY - i miss you too! tc k.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lola - aww i miss you too kakak! see you online SOON, k! (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-112384044283923241?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/112384044283923241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=112384044283923241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/112384044283923241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/112384044283923241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/08/im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-112351098734251543</id><published>2005-08-08T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T22:23:07.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I REARRANGED MY MSN CONTACTS LIST AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;18 PEOPLE DELETED AND BLOCKED. ADDED MORE GROUPS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M TIRED AND I'M CRANKY.&lt;br /&gt;I'M CONFUSED AND I'M SICK.&lt;br /&gt;AHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SINGAPORE!&lt;br /&gt;AND OH, MERRY CHRISTMAS, KRANJIANS.&lt;br /&gt;OH WAIT. ITS NOT FUNNY ANYMORE.&lt;br /&gt;AH SHUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K THIS IS STILL THE BEST -&lt;br /&gt;ENJOY YOUR TWO DAYS OF PUBLIC &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HOLIDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;HEH. (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-112351098734251543?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/112351098734251543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=112351098734251543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/112351098734251543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/112351098734251543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-rearranged-my-msn-contacts-list.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-112342615949066662</id><published>2005-08-07T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T23:04:45.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I AM EXHAUSTED AND I AM PISSED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SKAFEST WAS OKAY. MISTAKEN PIRATES WERE GREAT. SALLY'S REJEX WERE GREAT TOO. WOOTS. IT WAS SCORCHING HOT, SERIOUSLY. TOOK LOADSA PICTURES, BUT I'M TOO TIRED AND TOO PISSED BEYOND DESCRIPTION TO UPLOAD THE PICS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LEFT EARLY AT 2130 BECAUSE MY FEET WERE KILLING ME AND I PROMISED MOM I WOULDN'T COME HOME LATE. SO YEAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW I THINK I'M DEVELOPING A FEVER. MY NOSE IS PUTTING ON RUNNING SHOES. WATERY STUFF COMING OUT. LIKE WATERFALL, OKAY. MY THROAT HURTS WHEN I SWALLOW AND I DON'T FEEL GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW I'M SERIOUSLY HAVING SECOND THOUGHTS. ITS HARD TO SAY LAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED TO SLEEP ON IT. PISSED, OKAY. I AM SO EFFING PISSED.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-112342615949066662?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/112342615949066662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=112342615949066662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/112342615949066662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/112342615949066662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-am-exhausted-and-i-am-pissed.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-112332230179104037</id><published>2005-08-06T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T18:18:17.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;YAY SKAFEST IS TOMORROW!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm not performing, but i'm going there with them. (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;BUT I STILL DON'T KNOW WHAT TO WEAR. Haish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My Mom didn't say anything when i told her the gig ends at 11. Woots. And yeah, i got her permission to skip school on Monday and escape the torturous 3 hours of school. Pure boredom due to the extreme simplicity of the National Day Celebrations. So no thank you, i'd rather stay at home and watch Dora The Explorer which to me is the most lame children's programme ever after Sesame Street. And i don't think with the gig ending so late, that i'd be able to wake up at 5 to get ready for school. So yay for my mom! (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Went jamming yesterday. After tuition. Believe it or not, i brought my mega huge and heavy keyboard along. And yes, i took the MRT to City Hall. So OBVIOUSLY, there were people who gave me inquisitive looks and people who don't know that STARING IS RUDE. And i think a Malay guy fell in love with my keyboard. He kept staring at the keyboard. Then at me. Smile smile. Then back at the keyboard. Then at me. Smile smile. Then back at the keyboard. You get the picture lah kan. I think if my keyboard was alive, he'd ask her to marry him right that instant. Sheeshness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I reached home at 11 last night. It was spooky.. Considering all the ashes and the food left at the roadside. I practically had to sing out loud to Don't Lie to stop my brain from thinking of erm, some things. It was dark and there were not many vehicles and people in sight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dah ah. Tak nak balik malam2 lagi&lt;/em&gt;. Haha. Yeah right, Iqa. Sheesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So good luck to the people going to school on Monday! Endure, okay! (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And even more good luck wishes to fellow schoolmates going to school wearing RED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Are you sure you're celebrating National Day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Not Christmas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hahahaha. Tak dilabel Christmas Tree tu dah kira okay, okay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Imagine this. Red tee, green school skirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Christmas, here i come!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;LoL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay i'm being mean. Toodles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-112332230179104037?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/112332230179104037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=112332230179104037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/112332230179104037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/112332230179104037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/08/yay-skafest-is-tomorrow-im-not.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-112316389487702937</id><published>2005-08-04T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T21:58:14.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;YOU GAIN SOME, YOU LOSE SOME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ITS LIKE A NEVER-ENDING CYCLE. ITS ALMOST LIKE A SCIENTIFIC FORMULA ALREADY. OR MAYBE A RECIPE OR A GUIDE TO SECONDARY SCHOOL LIFE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HAHA. WHATEVER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OHH YES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY ZUL! (=&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-112316389487702937?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/112316389487702937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=112316389487702937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/112316389487702937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/112316389487702937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/08/you-gain-some-you-lose-some.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-112289183135501092</id><published>2005-08-01T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T21:18:30.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LOL.&lt;br /&gt;IS IT SO HARD TO GROW UP AND ACT YOUR AGE? I DIDN'T KNOW I'M LIVING IN A WORLD WHERE &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOUNG ADULTS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; GO AROUND CALLING PEOPLE NAMES JUST TO SPITE THAT PERSON. LOL. HOW IMMATURE CAN YOU GET AH SERIOUSLY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HARAP JE UMUR DAH 15 TAHUN. PERANGAI MASIH MACAM BUDAK2. KEHAUSAN KASIH SAYANG SAMPAIKAN NAK CARI SIMPATI KAT SINI? YOU'VE GOT THE WRONG PLACE, MY FRIEND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND YOU DON'T EVEN HAVE THE GUTS TO LEAVE YOUR FUCKING NAME BEHIND. WHATS UP? I SUGGEST YOU GO BACK HOME AND DUDUK BAWAH KETIAK MAK OKAY?AND WHAT'S SO WEIRD IS THAT YOU CAN'T EVEN WAIT FOR TMR AND SAY WHAT YOU WANNA SAY &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TO MY FACE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. WHY POLLUTE MY TAGBOARD? NAK CKP, CKP DEPAN2 AH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONCE A COWARD, ALWAYS A COWARD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. PEOPLE ARE SO WEIRD AH. WHAT THEY SAY IS SO CONTRADICTING. "DISSERS SHOULD DIE"? ERM OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE SHAPE AND SIZE OF MY BODY OR THE UGLINESS OF MY FACE, FOR THAT MATTER IS NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS. AKU GEMUK KE, KERING KE, BURUK KE, ADE SUSAHKAN KAU TAK? TAKDE KAN? JADI DIAM2 SUDAH AH K. DAH ALLAH BUAT AKU MACAM GINI, SO IN OTHER WORDS KAU NAK SALAHKAN ALLAH AH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT I JUST SAID IS BETWEEN YOU AND ALLAH. BUT RIGHT NOW, IF YOU HAVE ANYTHING TO SAY, SAY IT &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TO MY FACE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL I KNOW IS THAT I ALREADY APOLOGISED.&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVER AH K.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;replies tags :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SwEeeTkiSsEs - THANK YOU DARLING! *hugs back* (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Diah - haha. yeahhh.. no use already. (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AYIE citot - lol. ayie ingat makaaaan aje. yes yes i'll change it soon. malas ah! haha. (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;namira - ahhh nami. is it really YOU? if it is, then yeah i can't wait for our day out too! (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;uh me. - aww thanks. really really. THANKS. (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dini* - hello! thanks thanks. nolah.. i'm just an ordinary someone. (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-112289183135501092?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/112289183135501092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=112289183135501092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/112289183135501092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/112289183135501092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/08/lol.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-112280579822533437</id><published>2005-07-31T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T18:29:58.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I GUESS ITS TRUE WHEN THEY SAY YOU ARE ONLY REMEMBERED BY YOUR NEGATIVE ACTIONS. THE POSITIVE ONES ARE FORGOTTEN JUST LIKE THAT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AND YEAH, I'VE MADE A CONCLUSION - &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IT DOESN'T PAY TO BE KIND&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. SO EVERYBODY, LETS NOW BE MEAN TO EVERYBODY ELSE. *ROLLS EYES*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'VE DECIDED ALSO TO FORGIVE AND FORGET. YEAH, MAYBE ITS FOR THE BEST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;TO YANA, I'M SINCERELY SORRY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;WELL YEAH, NOW I KNOW WHATS WRONG. I SERIOUSLY AM IN NEED OF AN ATTITUDE ADJUSTMENT EH? BUT SERIOUSLY, IN SCHOOL, I CANNOT HELP BUT BE DISGUSTED BY SOME PEOPLE. THUS, THE DISGUSTED+I-HAVE-AN-ATTITUDE LOOK. ESPECIALLY WHEN IT COMES TO THE BALD ONE AND THE SEC 2 &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MINAH MINACHIS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. YOU GET WHAT I MEAN. SO YEAH, I DIDN'T KNOW THAT I THROW PPL THAT ATTITUDE LOOK. I'LL TRY TO CHANGE THAT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;THEN IT COMES TO ONE THING; MY SARCASM. I CAN'T HELP THAT, YOU KNOW? IT COMES AS A PACKAGE ALONG WITH ME, MYSELF AND I. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I'LL TRY MY ABSOLUTE BEST TO CHANGE THAT ALSO. MAYBE APPLYING SUPERGLUE ON MY LIPS MIGHT HELP. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MANY THANKS TO YANA FOR POINTING OUT ALL THIS. I'M VERY WILLING AND I'M TRYING TO CHANGE. THANKS AGAIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OKAY REALITY CHECK, MY BIRTHDAY THIS YEAR WASN'T AS GREAT AS BEFORE BUT AT LEAST IT TAUGHT ME HOW TO BE A BETTER PERSON.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I GUESS I'M GONNA HAVE TO SMILE MORE. BUT NOT TO THE EXTENT THAT PEOPLE MIGHT THINK I'VE GONE CUCKOO, EYY. SMILING IS HARD WORK, OKEH! ESPECIALLY WHEN IT COMES FROM THE HEART. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PSST, THE "IT DOESN'T PAY TO BE KIND" ISN'T TRUE, K.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;EVERY MORNING, I TAKE THE LIFT DOWN WITH THIS WHEELCHAIR BOUND MALAY &lt;em&gt;NENEK &lt;/em&gt;WITH HER DOMESTIC HELPER WHO LIVES ON THE 10TH FLOOR. AND I'D PRESS THE LIFT BUTTON OUTSIDE AS THE DOMESTIC HELPER PUSHES THE &lt;em&gt;NENEK&lt;/em&gt; OUT AT THE FIRST STOREY. I HAVE A FETISH FOR HELPING OLD LADIES, ESPECIALLY MALAY ONES AS THEY REMIND ME OF MY OWN DARLING GRANDMOTHER. EACH TIME, THEY WOULD THANK ME AND I'D SMILE LIKE I MEAN IT. AND THEN, I'D FIND MYSELF FLOATING ON AIR AND MY PROBLEM-FILLED HEART FEELS AS LIGHT AS EVER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SO THERE, I'M NOT BOASTING ABOUT HOW NICE I &lt;strong&gt;CAN BE&lt;/strong&gt;, OKAY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'M JUST SAYING THAT YOU SHOULD DO A GOOD DEED ONCE IN A WHILE. THE FEELING AFTER DOING ONE IS UNDESCRIBABLE. YOUR HEART WILL LITERALLY FEEL LIGHTER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AND THATS WHY I GO TO SCHOOL WITH A SATISFIED SMILE PLASTERED ON MY FACE. BUT UPON REACHING SCHOOL, BLEURGH. EVERYTHING TURNS SOUR LIKE FOOD GONE BAD. BLAH. SHEESHNESS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;COME ON YOU TROUBLED PEOPLE, YOU. DO A GOOD DEED OKAY! YOU'LL SEE WHAT I MEAN. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-112280579822533437?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/112280579822533437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=112280579822533437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/112280579822533437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/112280579822533437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-guess-its-true-when-they-say-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-112264696593050181</id><published>2005-07-29T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T22:22:45.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OKAY FIRST AND FOREMOST, HAPPY BIRTHDAY ESTHER AND ATHIRAH! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AND AND AND A NOT-SO-HAPPY ONE FOR ME. THIS WAS HOW IT WENT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AT 12 MIDNIGHT, I RECEIVED A PHONECALL. I DIDN'T RECOGNISE THE NUMBER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HER : HELLO? IQA ADE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ME : ERM YEAH? SAPE NIE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HER : FIRST OF ALL, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ME : ERR THANKS. SAPE NIE?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HER : HAHA! TAKUT EH?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AND GUESS WHO? NONE OTHER THAN &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;COVERGIRL LYNN&lt;/span&gt;! THANKS SO MUCH FOR REMEMBERING! AND THE SURPRISE PHONE CALL AT MIDNIGHT WAS SUPER SWEET. THANKS LYNN! LOVE YA, OKAY? =) I LIKE YOUR VOICE LAH! LOL. AND I HAD A GREAT TIME TALKING TO YOU! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AFTER A WHILE, LYNN HAD TO GO. WE HUNG UP AFTER ONE AMAZING CONVERSATION AT 1245. SHE OOZES SWEETNESS. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SO THEN, I THOUGHT OF GOING TO SLEEP. MY EYES WERE ALREADY CLOSED WHEN MY PHONE RANG AGAIN. THE CALLER WAS NONE OTHER THAN &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ZUL&lt;/span&gt;. HE WISHED ME HAPPY BIRTHDAY AND WE TALKED UNTIL 2AM.. *widest smile*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;THEN, SMSES STARTED COMING IN SO I DIDN'T GET TO SLEEP ONLY UNTIL 4AM. AND BY 5AM, I WAS ALREADY UP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AT 645AM, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;DEE&lt;/span&gt; WISHED ME HAPPY BIRTHDAY. AND OMG THIS GIRL IS SO SWEET! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;WENT TO SCHOOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;IF I DON'T WANT TO BUY A CLASS TEE, IT DOESN'T MEAN I'M BEING A BITCH. I'M JUST BOYCOTTING THE PEOPLE WHO TREAT ME LIKE SHIT. MOREOVER, I'M OUT OF CASH. MY FAMILY'S NOT AS RICH AS YOURS OKAY? YOU JUST HAVE TO ASK FOR MONEY, AND IT COMES FLOWING TO YOU.  SHEESHNESS. I'M POSITIVELY SURE IF YOU'RE IN MY SHOES, YOU'D DO THE SAME. AND BTW, I DON'T THINK THIS "FAT UGLY MONSTER" CAN FIT INTO THAT BOGUS CLASS TEE OF YOURS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;LETS SING TWINKLE TWINKLE LITTLE STAR! BECAUSE SOME PEOPLE JUST DON'T WANT TO GROW UP AND LEAVE THOSE KINDERGARTEN DAYS BEHIND. COME ON AH. RESORT TO NAME-CALLING AT THE AGE OF FIFTEEN? WHAT FUCK?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SEE, I TOLD YOU I'M FAT AND UGLY. ITS ALL PROVEN NOW, ISN'T IT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;YEAH. THIS HAPPENED ON THE DAY WHEN I'M SUPPOSED TO BE HAPPY TURNING FIFTEEN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;GO FIGURE~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MANY MANY THANKS TO PEOPLE WHO REMEMBERED AND WISHED ME HAPPY BIRTHDAY -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[ schoolmates, dearest sha*, shaaa-, ayie, ayumi and the list goes on.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;THANKS MUCH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-112264696593050181?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/112264696593050181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=112264696593050181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/112264696593050181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/112264696593050181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/07/okay-first-and-foremost-happy-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-112256253959354864</id><published>2005-07-28T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T22:55:39.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I CAN'T SLEEP. STILL PONDERING ON WHETHER I SHOULD ATTEND SCHOOL TOMORROW. SCHOOL JUST SIMPLY SUCKS, YOU KNOW?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'M COMPLETELY, FILTHILY BROKE RIGHT NOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HERE'S THE CONVY I HAD WITH MY MOM. SORRY, BUT ITS IN MALAY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MOM : TIDO BRAPE JAM TADI?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ME : 2 AJE AH. ASAL?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MOM : ABEH KENAPE MUKA SEMBAP?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I KEPT QUIET. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MOM : NANGIS LAGI EH? GADUH DENGAN SAPE PULAK NI?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ME : TAKDELAH. MANE ADE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;THEN I WALKED AWAY. A DESPERATE ATTEMPT TO ESCAPE FROM FURTHER INTERROGATION.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MY EYES ARE STILL RED EVEN UNTIL NOW. EVEN THOUGH ITS BEEN 10 HOURS SINCE THE WATERWORKS. AHHH MY EYES HURT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ON A LIGHTER NOTE, MY TUTOR-CUM-COUSIN OWES ME A TREAT AT SWENSEN'S BECAUSE I MANAGED TO SCORE BETTER THAN EXPECTED FOR MATHS COMMON TEST. HE'LL PRETEND TO FORGET, I KNOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;WHY DON'T I FEEL THE SLIGHTEST BIT HAPPY AT ALL?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AHH SCHOOL SUCKS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;replies to tags : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lola - i don't feel happy at all. no smiles, no nothing. ahhhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Shaaa* - alot of undesirable guests are visiting my blog. thanks in advance!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-112256253959354864?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/112256253959354864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=112256253959354864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/112256253959354864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/112256253959354864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-cant-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-112254092338117126</id><published>2005-07-28T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T16:55:23.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'M CLOSING DOWN MY BLOG SOON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCHOOL SUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;I'M CONSIDERING WHETHER I SHOULD ATTEND SCHOOL TMR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-112254092338117126?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/112254092338117126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=112254092338117126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/112254092338117126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/112254092338117126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/07/im-closing-down-my-blog-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-112247479076125920</id><published>2005-07-27T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T22:33:10.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;LETS UPDATE FOR THE SAKE OF UPDATING OKEH? I'M TIRED LAH. LIKE REALLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I JUST GOT HOME FROM JAM SESSION WITH MISTAKEN PIRATES AT CITY HALL. FROM 1830 TO 2030. I'M STILL ON TRIAL, WHICH MEANS THAT I'M NOT CONFIRMED AS A MEMBER YET. SO MOST PROLLY I'M NOT GOING FOR SKA FEST ON THE 7TH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;TIRING LAH.. AND THERE'S SCHOOL TOMORROW! WHICH ADDS IN TO ALL THE PAIN AND SUFFERINGS. CHEY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OKAY I WANNA SLEEP ALREADY. EXHAUSTED AH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;replies to tags :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MiK - haha tak payah. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SwEeeTkiSsEs - thanks! i'll do that too. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PrInCeSs aZiE - memang SELALU tak betul.. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Diah - haish. yeahhh. thank you! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Covergirl - i wanna cook her in curry. lol. i'm okay. *hugs back* =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;NaNaChiCa - eh dah back?! hehe thanks! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Iqah - hello iqa! thanks! wahh so many iqas already.. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-112247479076125920?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/112247479076125920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=112247479076125920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/112247479076125920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/112247479076125920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/07/lets-update-for-sake-of-updating-okeh.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-112227627891998793</id><published>2005-07-25T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T15:24:38.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A FUCKER STOLE MY BARELY A MONTH OLD WALLET TODAY. THAT FUCKER DISCARDED MY ATM CARD AND MY EZ LINK AT A STAIRCASE AND TOOK MY WALLET AND $15 IN CASH. AND OH, THAT FUCKER ALSO TOOK MY MOVIE TICKETS AND AN EMPTY CASHCARD. STUPID SIAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT WALLET IS FUCKING EXPENSIVE OKAY? AND IT HAS &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SENTIMENTAL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; VALUE, YOU FUCKER. WHAT AM I GONNA TELL MY MOM? FUCK YOU FOR STEALING SOMETHING THAT'S IMPORTANT TO ME. I LOVE MY WALLET OKAY? FUCK YOU LAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T FUCKING CARE IF YOU'RE IN NEED OF MONEY AND IF YOU'RE REALLY POOR AND NEED FINANCIAL ASSISTANCE. THAT MONEY IS &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MINE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, FUCKER. I HOPE YOU CHOKE ON THE FOOD THAT YOU BOUGHT WITH &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; MONEY AND MAY YOU DIE A HORRIBLE DEATH THIS YEAR. 2 OF MY CLASSMATES' WALLETS WERE ALSO STOLEN. FUCK SIAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF I FIND OUT WHO STOLE MY WALLET, I'LL LITERALLY SKIN THAT PERSON ALIVE AND GIVE THAT FUCKER A PIECE OF MY MIND. FUCK LAAAAAAAA.&lt;br /&gt;SO NOW I'M IN NEED OF A NEW WALLET. BUT IT WOULDN'T BE THE SAME! THE SENTIMENTAL VALUE IS GONE. UGHS. I'LL PROBABLY BUY A NEW ONE BY THE END OF THE WEEK. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M TOTALLY BROKE NOW. THAT $15 WAS ALL I HAD UNTIL THE END OF THE WEEK. LUCKILY THAT FUCKER DIDN'T TAKE MY ATM CARD. MY SAVINGS ARE STILL SAFE. AND AT TIMES LIKE THIS, I THANK GOD THAT I HAVEN'T GOTTEN MY I.C YET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FUCKING HAVE A GRUDGE AGAINST THAT FUCKER RIGHT NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;replies to tags.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lola - haha. yeah. thanks. tc too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Covergirl - i'm not sure how to add archives ah. my entries aren't that interesting lah.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MiK - haha. ape je.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SwEeeTkiSsEs - haha. yeah! fun eh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;o.o - very true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PrInCesS aZiE - yeah. yeo cheng feng. benci seh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;syiqin - nope. no kidding. hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-112227627891998793?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/112227627891998793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=112227627891998793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/112227627891998793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/112227627891998793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/07/fucker-stole-my-barely-month-old.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-112203094409530060</id><published>2005-07-22T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T19:15:44.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;WHATS WITH &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PREFECTS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; NOWADAYS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;NOT JUST &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; PREFECTS, BUT KRANJI SECONDARY SCHOOL'S PREFECTS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SOME OF THEM ARE JUST PLAIN CORRUPTED, SOME ARE BOOTLICKERS WHO SUCK UP TO THE D.M AND SOME WHO SEEM TO BE ON &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;PERMANENT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; PMS. YES, GUYS INCLUDED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OF COURSE, NOT ALL ARE LIKE THAT. I KNOW SOME WHO ARE MORE LAID BACK. SO, DON'T BE OFFENDED IF YOU'RE NOT LIKE THEM OKAY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OKAY HERE'S THE THING. NOWADAYS, EVERYWHERE YOU GO, PREFECTS WILL YELL "PUT ON YOUR NAMETAGS!". PERSONALLY, I THINK THEY SHOULD GET A TAPE RECORDER AND RECORD THEM YELLING THAT PARTICULAR SENTENCE BECAUSE THATS THE ONLY THING THEY SEEM TO BE SAYING. -__-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AND IF WE'RE SPOTTED WITHOUT A NAMETAG, SOME NICER ONES WILL JUST GIVE A GENTLE REMINDER WHILE THE MORE "GILA PANGKAT" WILL REPORT US TO HIGHER AUTHORITIES. CHEY. I NOTICED THAT SOME OF THE SEC 3 PREFECTS ARE WORKING &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EXTRA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; HARD IN FINDING FAULT WITH US. AND I THINK THIS IS JUST A PLOY TO GET THEM ON THE RUN FOR VICE HEAD AND HEAD PREFECT. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHEESHNESS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HONESTLY, THATS NOT THE REASON WHY I HATE THEM. I DON'T EVEN CARE ABOUT WHO'S GOING TO BE VICE HEAD AND HEAD PREFECT. HERE'S THE ACTUAL REASON -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MY CLASS HAD TO DO CANTEEN DUTY FOR CIP SINCE MONDAY. TODAY, DUE TO STUPID CIRCUMSTANCES, WE HAVE TO CONTINUE DOING THEM NEXT WEEK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HATE &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Y.C.F. WE DID OUR CANTEEN DUTY TODAY. AND THEN HE WENT "ARE YOU SURE THE CANTEEN IS CLEAN?!" WE SAID YES. AND THEN HE SHOUTED "THEN WHAT IS THIS?!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OKAY, GUESS WHAT HE WAS HOLDING?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ONE &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;FUCKING &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;STRAW&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AND OVER THAT ONE STRAW, HE WENT BALLISTIC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;LETS SAY THIS TOGETHER NOW, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WTF?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HE'S ONLY A VICE PREFECT FOR GOD'S SAKE. THE HEAD PREFECT DIDN'T SAY ANYTHING, OKAY? HONESTLY, THIS IS STUPID. IF THE CANTEEN HAS TO BE SPICK AND SPAN, WHAT ARE WE SUPPOSED TO DO WITH THE LEFTOVER FOOD ON THE TABLE? EAT THEM? AND WHAT ABOUT LICKED CHICKEN BONES? PICK THEM UP WITH OUR HANDS?! SHEESHNESS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I DON'T THINK MY PARENTS PAID SCHOOL FEES FOR ME TO CLEAN UP AFTER PEOPLE. I'M NO SERVANT. AND STUDENTS, KNOWING THAT THERE'S SUCH THING AS CANTEEN DUTY, &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TAKE ADVANTAGE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; OF THE SITUATION AND LEAVE THE UTENSILS AFTER EATING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SERIOUSLY, THIS IS THE LAST STRAW. [PUN INTENDED]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OVER THAT ONE STRAW, MY CLASS HAS TO DO ANOTHER WEEK OF CANTEEN DUTY. IF HE CAN MAKE SUCH A BIG DEAL OVER THAT STRAW, I CAN ALSO MAKE A BIGGER DEAL OUT OF THIS. WHO'S THE ONE WHO STARTED ALL THIS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;THE STUPID IDIOTIC ASSHOLE WHO LEFT THE STRAW THERE IN THE FIRST PLACE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I STILL HATE Y.C.F NONETHELESS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I CAN'T GET OVER THE FACT THAT HE GOT SO WORKED UP OVER ONE STRAW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SHEESHNESS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-112203094409530060?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/112203094409530060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=112203094409530060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/112203094409530060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/112203094409530060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/07/whats-with-prefects-nowadays-not-just.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-112186385519092230</id><published>2005-07-20T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T20:50:55.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I NEVER KNEW 'FRIEND' IS JUST A SIX LETTER WORD.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I NEVER KNEW 'SORRY' WAS AS SIMPLE AS THAT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;UNTIL TODAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND I NEVER KNEW IT WOULD HURT THIS BAD.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I WISH TOMORROW NEVER COMES.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;replies to tags :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;diy*ana&lt;/span&gt; - aww thanks dee. yeah it sucks feeling like this. thanks much k? &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Diah&lt;/span&gt; - yeah. but its really difficult ah. haish. thanks neway..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Passerby&lt;/span&gt; - okay i think i know who you are. perasaan "syg" kepada 'insan' lain tu dah lama bertukar kepada perasaan syg seorang teman. tak lebih dari tu.  i've long forgotten about everything. i hope you will too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-112186385519092230?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/112186385519092230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=112186385519092230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/112186385519092230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/112186385519092230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-never-knew-friend-is-just-six-letter.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-112175561820123330</id><published>2005-07-19T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T16:19:51.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SERIOUSLY, WHAT'S IN A FRIENDSHIP?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WHAT ARE FRIENDS FOR?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REALLY, TELL ME.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT IS BEING A &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FRIEND&lt;/span&gt; ALL ABOUT?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M SICK OF PRETENDING THAT EVERYTHING'S FINE. EVERYTHING IS &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NOT &lt;/span&gt;FINE. EVERYTHING IS JUST ONE BIG &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HOAX. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PEOPLE SAY ONE THING TO YOUR FACE, AND ANOTHER ONCE YOUR BACK IS TURNED. I DON'T GET IT. I REALLY DON'T. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND WTF IS WITH PEOPLE WHO PRETEND TO BE NICE AND DISS YOU BEHIND YOUR BACK?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M SICK OF FEELING INSECURE AND INFERIOR TO EVERYONE ELSE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ITS DIFFICULT WHEN PEOPLE AROUND YOU ARE CONSTANTLY PUTTING OTHER PEOPLE DOWN. AND YOU CAN'T HELP BUT WONDER IF THEY TALK ABT YOU IN THIS MANNER WHEN YOU'RE NOT AROUND.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IT DOESN'T MATTER WHAT PEOPLE SAY?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THATS &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BULLSHIT&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FRIENDS FOR LIFE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EVEN A BIGGER &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BULLSHIT; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;COMING FROM SOMEONE LIKE YOU&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I HATE SCHOOL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I HATE YOU AND YOU AND YOU AND YOU AND YOU AND YOU.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY NOW?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I CAN GO CRAZY, OKAY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And now my computer is infested with virus. I accidentally reposted Kay's bulletin at friendster. God, i feel stupid. Sorry much, Kay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;***********&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;replies to tags :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;PrInCeSs aZiE&lt;/span&gt; - thanks for flooding. you rock too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;uh me&lt;/span&gt; - yeah. one fine day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;AYIE citot&lt;/span&gt; - err i don't really like pink. it just goes well with black and white.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;SwEeeTkiSsEs&lt;/span&gt; - =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Diah&lt;/span&gt; - don't close down. and yesterday's post doesn't involve you in any way at all. keep on tagging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;akako&lt;/span&gt; - thanks. your url not found btw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Lola&lt;/span&gt; - yeah we have to. haish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Passerby&lt;/span&gt; - and you are...? yeah its 10 days away. thanks anyway. AND OMG HOW DID YOU KNOW ABT LAST YEAR? tell me who you are, pls?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-112175561820123330?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/112175561820123330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=112175561820123330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/112175561820123330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/112175561820123330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/07/seriously-whats-in-friendship-what-are.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-112167789985308074</id><published>2005-07-18T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T17:53:47.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I FEEL AS THOUGH I DON'T HAVE THE FREEDOM TO BLOG ABT ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING AT ALL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'VE HAD ENOUGH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAKAP SALAH, TAK CAKAP PUN SALAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ANYONE AND EVERYONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IF HAVING A BLOG RESTRICTS ME FROM POINTING OUT MY VIEWS, WHATS THE POINT OF HAVING ONE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ENOUGH IS ENOUGH AH SERIOUSLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'M SICK PHYSICALLY, MENTALLY AND EMOTIONALLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT ELSE CAN I SAY?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-112167789985308074?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/112167789985308074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=112167789985308074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/112167789985308074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/112167789985308074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-feel-as-though-i-dont-have-freedom.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-112125130883059191</id><published>2005-07-13T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T18:41:48.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Its bewildering how sometimes you just lose everything you've got.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I feel used. I feel cheated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Whuddahell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nothing much happened today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*screams* MY PANASONIC MP3 IS SPOILT! GRR. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AND THE BATTERY COMPARTMENT FOR THE CREATIVE MP3 IS BROKEN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;DISFIGURED ALREADYYYY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ALAHHH HOW? =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Haish. Anyways, i uploaded my most recent pic already. *points to the right*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There'll be even more intensive rehearsals from now on. DOUBLE HAISH. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lyrics of the song playing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;can i just be something, somewhere in your room&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that you wont notice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;maybe i'll be paper or books thrown on your floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;move me when you want to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'll live where you put me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in your VCR, if i become a cassette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;or on top of your computer, if thats where i would fit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then so be it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but things can't be perfect all the time - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that i know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sometimes we just have to let some things go&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i will not say one word&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'll just hang around, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i wont annoy you at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when you move out i'll stay, until i'm thrown away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but then it wont matter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;things can't be perfect all the time - that i know&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sometimes we just have to let some things go&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;because things can't be perfect all the time - that i know&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sometimes we just have to let somethings go&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i promise to stop now, to stop now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i promise to stop now, to stop now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but things can't be perfect all the time - that i know&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sometimes we just have to let some things go&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;things can't be perfect all the time - that i know&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sometimes we just have to let some things go&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;letting go is my life, i'll be on my way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-112125130883059191?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/112125130883059191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=112125130883059191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/112125130883059191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/112125130883059191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/07/its-bewildering-how-sometimes-you-just.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-112117833047558117</id><published>2005-07-12T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T22:25:30.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;GUESS WHAT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I COMPLETELY SCREWED UP MY MALAY ORAL. I WAS STAMMERING WITH ALL THE "ERR AND ERM"S. AHHHHH. SO NOW I HAVE ABSOLUTELY NO CONFIDENCE OF GETTING AN A1 FOR MALAY 'O'S. AND SINCE I WAS TOO COMFORTABLE WITH USING ABIT OF MALAY AND ABIT OF ENGLISH WHEN CONVERSING, i messed up. BEKALAN ELEKTRIK BECAME ELECTRICITY. PENGGANTI BECAME SUBSTITUTE. SO NOW, AM I DEAD OR AM I DEAD? AHHHHH AND I THINK I SPENT THE LEAST AMOUNT OF TIME IN THE ROOM. ALAAAAH THIS IS SO WORRYING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mr Ong was the time keeper. We were supposed to read the passage for five minutes while waiting for our turn. And most of the girls, including myself, got distracted by his oh-so-cute good looks. Yeah, he was the source of distraction for me. JUST TO POINT THIS OUT, NOOOOO I AM NOT CRUSHING ON A TEACHER. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today was okay i guess. Except for the whole i-think-i'm-gonna-fail-my-oral thing. AHHH THIS IS SO GIVING ME PRESSURE. My mom's being adamant about me having to get at least an A1. And Mr Zainal said that nobody has ever gotten less than an A2 for Malay before. Err am i gonna be the first one to make history? ALAHHH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm supposed to be doing Maths right now. But i ran out of graph paper. And the shops are closed already. So moral of the story; do NOT do your homeworks at night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And oooooh, i just received a letter from ICA even though my birthday is in 3 weeks time. I'm supposed to register and apply for an IC. LoL.. BARU nak dapat eh. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My bed's calling out to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lets hop into bed [hopefully tak roboh] and visit LaLa Land again okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-112117833047558117?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/112117833047558117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=112117833047558117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/112117833047558117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/112117833047558117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/07/guess-what-i-completely-screwed-up-my.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-112108984147471974</id><published>2005-07-11T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T21:58:43.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Replies to tags :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Diah&lt;/span&gt; - yeah okay. thanks! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Trisya&lt;/span&gt; - hello! thanks for tagging.. u tc too okay? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;TwEeTy&lt;/span&gt; - LoL. miss ur tags too. haha. okay shh.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;nicole =)&lt;/span&gt; - waste space? no no. u're welcome to tag. tc too! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeah. New layout. A very very simple one. Spent approximately 45 minutes to get everything done..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nice? Err not? You decide uh k. Personally, i don't really like this one since it appears to be too simple for me. And there's PINK. I got inspiration for the colour combination from my wallet, actually. I like pink only when it goes alongside black. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Entry proof given out! Sitting for my malay oral tomorrow. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;These past few days' chronicle of events really made me feel down and out. At this point of time, i really see the advantages of being mute and deaf. I don't wanna say the wrong things and hear what i'm actually not supposed to hear. Sometimes, IGNORANCE IS BLISS. Words that come out from my mouth seem to have a mind of their own. I never stopped to think before i say what i have in mind. So now you may ask, why i don't feign ignorance. The reason is simple; i can't bring myself to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cakap salah, tak cakap pun salah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lebih baik jadi orang bisu kan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ditelan mati ibu, diluah mati ayah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So tell me, what next?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kelakuan manusia memang sukar untuk ditafsirkan. Inikah yang dinamakan MANUSIA? Tidak lari dari membuat kesilapan di luar kesedaran.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PEOPLE MAKE MISTAKES. Why make a mountain out of a molehill?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay i'm going out of point already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'M SO IN LOVE WITH THIS SONG..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-112108984147471974?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/112108984147471974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=112108984147471974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/112108984147471974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/112108984147471974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/07/replies-to-tags-diah-yeah-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-112091299477517895</id><published>2005-07-09T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T20:56:46.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay i'm trying hard to direct my thoughts to something else. Really hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What i did today? Had a conference call with Yana and Iqah, planning for the outing. Yeah, so everything is planned. We'll just have another conference call later to confirm everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then i got bored. So i decided to get out of the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And oh, before that, i managed to iron abg's black slacks and tee shirt in record time! Woots. *whispers* Bcos i'm usually slow at ironing. Shhh. Don't tell anyone okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So, guess where i went? If you got this correct, it means you love me. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I went to the library. Borrowed books. Then i returned the vids that my brother rented. And now i'm at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;your "friendship", the good times we had - you can have them back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I need time to think and contemplate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So leave me alone and stand behind the yellow line for the moment okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-112091299477517895?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/112091299477517895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=112091299477517895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/112091299477517895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/112091299477517895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/07/okay-im-trying-hard-to-direct-my.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-112081801302035987</id><published>2005-07-08T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T18:25:50.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Replies to tags :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Diah&lt;/span&gt; - LOL. thanks. mine biase je laah. ur language is better.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;SwEeetKiSsEs&lt;/span&gt; - haha. yeah trust no one! except some uh. haha. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;uh me.&lt;/span&gt; - sorry? for what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;AYIE citot&lt;/span&gt; - LOL. finger lickin' good eh? =P my language biase je lah.. urs better! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Lola&lt;/span&gt; - kakaaaak! i'll tag soon k? and whatever it is, i still envy ur language.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;tEe&lt;/span&gt; - yeah! thats so true. i'll try to ignore these kinda ppl. =) take care too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Constipated? Try drinking a concoction of vanilla coke, grape and ice lemon tea. I tried it yesterday [i wasn't constipated] and now i get repeated calls from mother nature. So i didn't attend school today. Made a trip to the polyclinic just now. The doctor was in a rush and i quickly told him i was having diarrheoa and my stomach hurts. He prescribed me medicine for stomach wind. WTF? I HAVE PROBLEMS WITH MY VERY FREQUENT TOILET TRIPS AND I SERIOUSLY DON'T THINK I HAVE EXCESSIVE GAS IN MY STOMACH. SHEESHNESS. I was oblivious to the fact that he gave the wrong prescription until the pharmacist was explaining what each medicine was for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here's the thing about having a shared computer in your room. You have to let [even if grudgingly letting] people you don't know into your room. Yeah, so now my brother's friend has seen how messy my room is. Sheeshness. Nobody comes when my room is spick and span. They only come when my room is horrendously messy. And yeah, when i came home from the polyclinic, i noticed that my CLASS PHOTO wasnt in its original position. Maybe alot of other stuffs wasnt in its original position too but i only noticed my class photo because it was highly notice-able. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What does this mean eh, abang? *wonders* Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So how? My friends are pretty kan? LoL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm envious of people who already changed their blogskins. I DON'T HAVE PHOTOSHOP ANYMORE AND MY BRAIN IS SERIOUSLY LACKING OF CREATIVE JUICES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;UNLESS.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a kind-hearted soul out there is willing to make one for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Please? Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bear in mind how naturally &lt;em&gt;cerewet&lt;/em&gt; i am before you willingly agree okeh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;LoL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-112081801302035987?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/112081801302035987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=112081801302035987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/112081801302035987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/112081801302035987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/07/replies-to-tags-diah-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-112065628778866189</id><published>2005-07-06T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T05:42:28.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ever wondered why people lie? No rhyme nor reason and poof, you realise that everything is just one BIG lie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Some people lie due to their desire to fit in. While some, just simply make up blatant lies to get revenge. Harsh, but it happens..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sometimes i can't help but wonder if what someone says is true. Its hard to trust ANYONE these days. Trust plays a huge factor in maintaining friendship, but if your purpose of having me as a friend is all WRONG, give me one good reason as to why i should trust you. I've had my fair share of being taken advantaged of. These people say one thing to my face and say another behind my back. Basically, they befriend me only when they need help. And then, they will resort to the oldest trick in the book - FLATTERY. Flattery doesn't get you anywhere, my dearest. I agree to help because i'm sincere in helping. Don't tell me you seriously thought i was taken in by your honeyed, sugar-coated words? Sheesh. PUH-LEASE okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thankfully, not ALL my friends are like that. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And and and, this brings me to the second issue. Ever been in a situation whereby someone completely ignores you? And then you'll go "WHAT NOW?!" and get all paranoid, helplessly trying to figure out what in the world that you did which led to this cold-shoulder treatment. Its pretty depressing sometimes. Especially when the friendship means oh-so-much to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COME ON. TELL ME WHAT I DID! I PROMISE I WON'T CRY AND HIDE BEHIND MOMMY. PRETTY PRETTY PLEASE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Its hard trying to figure out my mistake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm more than willing to change, you know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And pls don't say "Alah, maybe that person is busy"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*covers ears and eyes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Taknak dengaaaaaaaaaaar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fine lah, fine. Ignore lah okay? See if i care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Alaaaaah jangan ignore laaaaa. Boleh gila tau?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Contradicting, i know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Face it, Nuratiqah Musa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sheeshness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-112065628778866189?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/112065628778866189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=112065628778866189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/112065628778866189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/112065628778866189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/07/ever-wondered-why-people-lie-no-rhyme.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-112056569612331155</id><published>2005-07-05T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T20:26:14.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Replies to tags : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PrInCeSs aZiE&lt;/span&gt; - yeah she does.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;AYIE citot&lt;/span&gt; - LoL! so moral of d story, flood my tagboard so u'll get both colours. hahah. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*huda&lt;/span&gt; - miss you too! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lola&lt;/span&gt; - yeah, actress. pretty kaan.. eheh. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Diah&lt;/span&gt; - LoL! a'ah eh. tak perasan uh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;eZa-DoLL&lt;/span&gt; - alah i got no pics.. sorry eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Covergirl&lt;/span&gt; - LoL! don't picture meeeee. and thanks for complimenting d cocktail. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;School's fine. Nothing much to update about actually.&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, planned for another outing with the girls. In commemoration of something lah. =)&lt;br /&gt;But i won't get my hopes up too high.&lt;br /&gt;Bcos from past experiences, when your hopes are too high, you'll fall in disappointment.. Plans will remain as plans. So yeah, really hope this one goes well though. =)&lt;br /&gt;And oh, just to add this one in.&lt;br /&gt;I ABSOLUTELY HATE IT WHEN PEOPLE SAY ONE THING AND MEAN THE OTHER. Sheesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-112056569612331155?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/112056569612331155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=112056569612331155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/112056569612331155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/112056569612331155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/07/replies-to-tags-princess-azie-yeah-she.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-112039829834727233</id><published>2005-07-03T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T22:11:14.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I just typed a super long entry and my computer hanged. Sheesh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay replies to taggers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lola - LOL. thanks. I MISS YOUUU TOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Diahbeetch - oops sorry! typo! and yeah, the feeling sucks kan. haish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AYIE citot - LOL. confusing eh! and the colours striking kaaan? haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;eZa-DoLL - aww thanks. but u're sweeter k? love you loads too. mwahs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;kymah - thanks. haha. i'll try okay.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The wedding was fine. Very kecoh lah. Kak Nura here, Auntie Nura there, Nura everywhere. Haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And yeah, apparently, according to my cousins, my nephew has the hots for me. Rian Haziq. We were sitting at the playground and he plucked a leaf and gave it to me. LOL. Cute kaaaaan? And yeah, he told my cousins that he thinks i'm prettier than them. Hahaha. Kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kak Len looked stunningly gorgeous just now. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There were alot of "Mats Bawah Block". They wolf-whistle and everything. Super merepek lah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And there was this one guy who kept staring. MY RELATIVE. Ape jeee. Tapi kan, okay lah. Not that bad looking. Hahahahahahaha. Okay i'm tired already. More pics SOON lah okay? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v644/ubernasty/P1000075.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rendra &amp;amp; Shalenny. =)&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/9044449-112039829834727233?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/112039829834727233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=112039829834727233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/112039829834727233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/112039829834727233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-just-typed-super-long-entry-and-my.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-112027954738183216</id><published>2005-07-02T12:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T12:45:47.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Right. Lets update shall we?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;School was a-okay yesterday. Changed our time table. AGAIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Got home, chatted with Ayie. Then got ready to meet Nami. Yada yada yada. We went to Woodlands and talked. Yeah, as if we couldn't talk elsewhere. Wth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So neways, what she said kinda got to me yesterday. No elaborations needed uh eh. Since i WAS feeling very shitty yesterday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You know sometimes when hypocrisy is just so piss-ifying? You never know how one person feels towards you FOR SURE. One day she's nice and the other she talks behind your back. Wtf? Trust me, it sucks being in this situation. Like one time, someone's talking TO you about somebody else. And another, that someone's talking ABOUT you to somebody else. It sucks lah not knowing who you can trust. Right now, i don't even know if i can trust the person who has always been there for me. After what she kinda did, i'm not so sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So now i'm stuck. I don't know what to do and how i feel about certain things. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay i got to go get ready now. My cousin's getting married tmr. So i'll be busy helping out today and tmr. Expect pics okay? Hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Heard that my tagboard rosak. Sth wrong with cbox i think..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay i really got to go. My mom's on my case already.. And yeah i love saying "okay".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;DOUBLE OKAY! Hahahaha. Okay mepek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bear with me and my "okay"s lah k? =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-112027954738183216?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/112027954738183216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=112027954738183216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/112027954738183216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/112027954738183216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/07/right.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111996409497281266</id><published>2005-06-28T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T21:08:15.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No one's tagging. Starting to have second thoughts abt having a blog. I'm thinking of closing it dowwwn and move permanently to eljay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;School was fine. Found out that i'm 2cm taller now. Haha. Gembiraaaaa ria. So its 160 now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Neways, got home earlier than expected since most of us didnt have to attend English IP coaching. Waited for Nami to finish her English essay with the girls. Then got separated with the rest so it was only me and Nami. I got questioned about my hair colour when i walked past the staff room to look for Ms Foo. Erm okay. Yada yada yada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;At home, i got bored. So i decided to do a trial run before the actual practical. I made ice jelly. Hahahahaha. After making the jelly, i asked Mom out. We went to West Mall to get the wallet i've been wanting since forever. I chose a new-er design though. PRETTAY~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Went home. Got pissed by a stupid ATM machine on the way home. So now i'm broke. COMPLETELY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So at home, served my ice jelly. Mom said it tastes better than the one she makes. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay if you noticed that i sound kinda different, good for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't feel like talking much actually. Typing also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay so lets look at pictures, shall we?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v339/laydeeb/P1010736.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;readers, meet my b.u.m wallet. its blaaaaaaaaack!=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v339/laydeeb/P1010738.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this is her. from the side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v339/laydeeb/P1010742.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okay this is my version. i don't like fruit cocktail. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v339/laydeeb/P1010741.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;made with tender lovin care by yours truly. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v339/laydeeb/meandmommm.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ookeh this is me and my mom. my hair was tied up. which explains the jendul. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay thats all for today. I have loads more. But i can't be bothered to resize and upload.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No mood lah okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111996409497281266?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111996409497281266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111996409497281266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111996409497281266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111996409497281266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/06/no-ones-tagging.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111987563775016411</id><published>2005-06-27T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T20:41:10.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Reached home from school at 7pm. I had Digital Art class at school. So yeah. School was okay laaaa.. Had alot of laughs. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay here comes something piss-ifying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;THERE'S A CHANGE IN THE TIMETABLE. AND MY CLASS HAVE IP COACHING ALMOST &lt;strong&gt;EVERYDAYYY&lt;/strong&gt;! WHICH ALSO MEANS I AM ONLY OFFICIALLY DISMISSED FROM SCHOOL AT 1630 ALMOST EVERYDAY! WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF. MY TIMETABLE SUCKS. SERIOUSLY. MY CLASS IS ONLY DISMISSED EARLY ON MONDAY. BUT I WONT BE COMING HOME EARLY SINCE I HAVE DIGITAL ART ON MONDAY. THANK GOD MY FRIENDS ARE IN THE SAME DIGITAL ART CLASS. OR ELSE I'LL DIE OF BOREDOM. AAAAAAHHH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;LATE DISMISSAL = LESS TIME AT HOME = STRESS, STRESS AND MORE STRESS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AND TO MAKE THINGS WORST, WE'LL HAVE TO FOLLOW THIS TIMETABLE FOR A WHOLE semester. SO DON'T DREAM ABOUT REACHING ME AT HOME IN THE AFTERNOONS FROM NOW ONWARDS. I'LL BE BUSY AT school. THE LAST PLACE I EVER WANNA BE. AAAAAAAAHHHH! PISSIFYING KAAAAAAN?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AND AND AND. I JUST GOT TO KNOW THAT US HIGHER MALAY STUDENTS WILL BE TAKING OUR GCE O LEVEL MALAY ORAL WITHIN THIS COMING &lt;strong&gt;THREE WEEKS&lt;/strong&gt;. AND THE THOUGHT OF IT ALREADY SCARES THE SHIT OUTTA ME. MALAY HANCUUUUUUR OKAY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"ARE YOU PEKAK OR WHAT?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"JANGAN FORGET PASAL TMR OKAY?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SEE WHAT I MEAN? ALAHHHHH. I HATE LATE DISMISSALS. I'LL MISS MY BED AND MY COMPUTER. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AND ALAHHH ORAL COMING! HOW HOW HOW?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*testing* SAYA DIHARAPKAN SUPAYA BERTUTUR DALAM BAHASA MELAYU SECARA BAKU! TIDAAAAAAAAAAAAK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;LISAN SAYA TIDAK BEGITU MEMBERANGSANGKAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SO TELL ME, HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO EVEN PASS? =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111987563775016411?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111987563775016411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111987563775016411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111987563775016411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111987563775016411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/06/reached-home-from-school-at-7pm.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111977019787391602</id><published>2005-06-26T14:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T15:16:37.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Right. So i've been doing a whole lot of thinking lately. And a whole lot of whining, to say the least. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Talked to quite a number of people. My Mom, Sha and Nami bout alot of things. Talked to Sha and Nami about the whole friendster issue. And like finally, i realised that whether or not i edit my pictures is my own fcuking problem. It has NOTHING to do with her. Nil. Nada. Zip. Zilch. And its not as if i photoshop-ed my pictures and put someone else's nose or mouth or eyes on my face. So i guess she has to deal with my pictures whether she likes it or not. And on my part, i'm trying to stop editting my pictures. Yeah, and letting her get to me was a big no-no. Many many thanks to Sha and Nami. To Sha especially, thank you for that suggestion. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm gonna do a little bit of reflection here. So bear with me kay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I guess most of you know about how self-conscious i am. About my looks especially. And how much i loveeeee putting myself down. Thing is, this is not about yearning for compliments or whatever shit you call it. This whole thing is about my scarred self-confidence and my lack of self-acceptance. Ppl keep telling me how looks aren't important and its the inside that counts. But really, wake up and smell the coffee. Almost everyone is being judged by their looks nowadays. Okay for example, if you go for job interviews. WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK THE PASSPORT SIZED PHOTOS ARE FOR? For fun and laughter, peace and joy?! Okay i may be wrong. Only God knows lah okay? But my point is, everyone loves pretty things and pretty people. Even NON-LIVING THINGS get judged by their exterior and not their quality. Then what about people? We get judged ALOT. Pls don't tell me everyone's like that. I know not everyone's like that. I've gone through alot. Being judged and having insults hurled at you like nobody's business. Come on uh. My childhood's not exactly perfect okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And i know its about time i realise all this. But you know, i'm considered lucky. I'm NORMAL. I don't have any deficiencies and i have all 5 senses working perfectly. I have a wonderful family, a doting grandmother and relatives. &lt;strong&gt;AND PEOPLE WHO CARES. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Everything happens for a reason, right? And like what people always tell me "its their lost if they can't see the real you." How true is this? You tell me okay? As cliched as it may sound, its kinda true to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And like what i told the I-HAVE-A-BOYFRIEND-AND-YOU-DONT girl, it doesnt matter to me that i don't have a boyfriend. Nothing lasts forever, remember? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Want a non-editted picture?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v339/laydeeb/hehha.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is NON-EDITTED. Except for the resizing. And i can't help it that i look different in pictures. Come to my house early in the morning while i'm still asleep to see the natural no edits, no nothing okay? Sheesh. Jgn cerewet lah. I'm ugly, no? Tell me something i don't already know. Hahahahaha. I know, i know. There i go again~ *shoots self* K dah. Bye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111977019787391602?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111977019787391602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111977019787391602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111977019787391602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111977019787391602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/06/right.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111962755506308420</id><published>2005-06-24T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T23:39:15.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I DELETED MY PICTURES IN FRIENDSTER. AND I UPDATED MY PROFILE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;STILL THINKING OF DELETING MY ACCOUNT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;WHY AM I LETTING HER GET TO ME?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;BCOS SHE USED TO BE A FRIEND.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111962755506308420?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111962755506308420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111962755506308420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111962755506308420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111962755506308420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-deleted-my-pictures-in-friendster.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111959070488570284</id><published>2005-06-24T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T13:30:22.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SOMEONE I DIDN'T KNOW ADDED ME IN MSN. TOLD ME TO KEEP MY COMMENTS TO MYSELF. REMEMBER MY ENTRY ON JUNE 21ST? THE ONE REGARDING POSEURS AND MATS AND MINAHS? YEAH. THAT SOMEONE WAS offended.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;IN CASE YOU DON'T ALREADY KNOW, THIS IS my BLOG. ALL MINE. YOU DON'T DECIDE for ME WHAT I CAN AND CANNOT BLOG ABOUT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;IN FACT, WHAT I BLOGGED ABT THAT DAY WAS true. NO LIES WHATSOEVER. SERIOUSLY, JUST LOOK AROUND FRIENDSTER. YOU'LL FIND AT LEAST THREE PROFILE STATING THEY'RE A RASTA GIRL, ROXY GIRL AND THAT THEY "DETEST" MATS AND MINAHS EVEN THOUGH THEY FIT THE CRITERIA OF A TYPICAL MAT OR MINAH. CONTRADICTING, DON'T YOU THINK SO? AND THERE ARE OH-SO-MANY ROXY GIRLS, RASTA GIRLS, QUIK BOIS AND WHATEVER SHIT THEY CALL THEMSELVES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;YOU CAN ALWAYS GET YOUR OWN BLOG. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ALAH, THIS "SOMEONE" DIDN'T EVEN WANNA REVEAL WHO/WHAT THE HECK HE/SHE/IT IS. SHEESH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OFFENDED? YOU'RE ALWAYS WELCOMED TO LEAVE, YOU KNOW? YOU HAVE NO OBLIGATIONS TO BE HERE. UNLESS SOMEONE IS HOLDING A KNIFE TO YOUR NECK. IF THAT'S THE CASE, staaaaaaaay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;STILL NOT HAPPY? I STILL HAVE SPACE IN MY MSN CONTACTS LIST, DON'T WORRY. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;********&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sometimes life just gives you what you don't want. I'm sick of this. I'm sick of everything and i'm sick of you. Nobody has any idea how much i feel like screaming right now. See, i have my own problems to think about. Don't add to it. Laughter's the best medicine? I wish it was that easy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My temperature's going up and down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I feel like dying, you know?&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/9044449-111959070488570284?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111959070488570284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111959070488570284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111959070488570284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111959070488570284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/06/someone-i-didnt-know-added-me-in-msn_24.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111942427549802626</id><published>2005-06-22T14:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T15:11:15.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Good afternoon. My homeworks are still not done. I still haven't figure out what to cook. Ms Foo is going to kill me for sure on Monday. And yeah, just like in the movies, a superhero will come and save me. Preferably Tom Welling pls. Hahahaha. Okay i need to wake up. *slaps self*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Alot of backstabbing occuring around me lately. Between friends uh mostly. But Alhamdulillah, i'm not the one who is backstabbed. You can never speak too soon though, can you? =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Was browsing through friendster AGAIN this morning and i came across this girl's profile and saw testimonials with words that HURT. If you have nothing nice to say, its best to shut your trap and in this case, glue your fingers together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sometimes i feel like i'm back in primary school. Geng tak geng and all that. Now that i'm in secondary school, things haven't really changed. You have to watch what you say and who you're saying it to. Because you'll never know if that person tells on you and in secondary school, gossip spreads like whoa. I've had my share of occasions when i couldn't keep my big mouth shut and nasty comments to myself. And yeah, things got round and yada yada yada. Basically all i'm saying is, being backstabbed hurts uh. Especially if you had oh-so-much trust on that person. And there's no lack in people who are just out to ruin your secondary school life. Stories are made up and told with hope that i'll end up with no friends. I have nothing to say when it comes to that. Let people believe what they wanna believe. My conscience is clear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is all part and parcel of teenage life, i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Right now, i'm happy with what i have and what i don't. I'm happy i have wonderful parents, two amazing older brothers, friends i can rely on and someone to always make my day. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HER : so how are you now? takde boyfriend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ME : boyfriend? dah tak terkira dah. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HER : haha. seriously uh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ME : it all draws down to one thing kan? you're trying to find out if someone as ugly as me can find someone crazy enough to be my boyfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HER : i didn't say that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ME : no you didn't. but come on uh. its not as if i don't know what you're like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HER : haha. kau takde boyfriend kan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ME : no. i know you have everything. looks, friends and the oh-so-important boyfriend. but i have something that you don't have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HER : what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ME : a LIFE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And with that my dear readers, i ended the convo by blocking her in MSN. Okay, she was a long lost primary school friend from Bukit View. Has always been my arch enemy and is always in a verbal argument with me. I added her from friendster with hope to get back in contact. She thinks just because she's pretty, she can look down on people like me. Haha. Whatever uh. I can't be bothered to be in conversations with ppl like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SO WHAT IF I DON'T HAVE A BOYFRIEND?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111942427549802626?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111942427549802626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111942427549802626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111942427549802626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111942427549802626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/06/good-afternoon.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111933743626001626</id><published>2005-06-21T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T17:53:49.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nobody's tagging. But i feel like updating neways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Was up talking to Mikhail on the phone until 130 in the morning. 3 hrs of non-stop talking. Okay uh. But pity him bcos he had to put up with my coughing. Over-used vocal chords, you know? Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm thinking of deleting my friendster account. Mcm getting merepek uh. Think i shld?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay so neways, here comes the fun part. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The I-DON'T-CARE-WHAT-YOU-THINK-BUT-THIS-IS-MY-BLOG-AND-I-CAN-SAY-WHAT-I-WANT part. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So yeah, i was browsing through friendster and i came across quite alot of profiles FILLED with self-praises. I know at least its better than having low self-esteem but come on, its nauseating. Saying it jokingly with friends is FINE, don't get me wrong. But ur profile can be seen by everyone okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Captions like "sweet kaaaaan!" and all that shits. Most girls i know who are WAY WAY WAY prettier keep denying that they are and say "thank you" when they are being praised. THEY DO NOT PRAISE THEMSELVES. That is called being HUMBLE, in case you don't know. I'm not saying that you shouldn't have confidence. EVERYONE have their own definition of being beautiful. But PLEASE! Only self-praise to the mirror okay? Provided you're at home. Public toilets are a no-no. &lt;strong&gt;In case the mirror cracks&lt;/strong&gt;. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nahh i'm kidding. Everyone is pretty in their own ways. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm sick of poseurs. People claiming they're RASTA, SKIMMERS and whatever they call themselves. One person starts being into skimming, and the next thing you know, everyone will start claiming they're skimmers. The keyword here is CLAIMING. Which is saying something without proof that its true. And so, with no proof and by first impression that is looking at the picture of these people, i make a conclusion that these people are just WANNABES. Be yourself uh. Why pretend? Sheesh. If i listen to reggae, does it make me a rasta gal? I don't think so. Hate to break it to you but you're just a wannabe yg tak jadi. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And everyone is against Mats and Minahs nowadays. I have one question though. If EVERYONE is against Mats and Minahs, who are the real Mats and Minahs? And friendster hopping, i realised that even people who are considered Mats and Minahs "detest" Mats and Minahs. So they hate who they are? Unlikely kan? They're confused, and they're confusing us. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay dah pening. Bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111933743626001626?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111933743626001626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111933743626001626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111933743626001626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111933743626001626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/06/nobodys-tagging.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111925483827716659</id><published>2005-06-20T16:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T16:28:22.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For once, quite a number of ppl tagged. Thanks eh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Replies to tags :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;uh me.&lt;/span&gt; : haha. asek jumpe doc je. bley bankrupt uh gini. lol =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;PrInCeSs aZiE&lt;/span&gt; : LOL. cute kaaaaan.. geram uh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Covergirl&lt;/span&gt; : yay! you understand me! okay one day i'll buy you ice cream k? hehe. and really sorry i flooded your tagboard. tak sengaje. sorry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;SwEeEtKiSsEs&lt;/span&gt; : yeah. LOL. i'll buy you ice cream one day k! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;MiK&lt;/span&gt; : sebok ajeeeee. dreams don't come true laaaaa.. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;yan[NI]zam&lt;/span&gt; : haha. no idea also. gila agaknye.. lol. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okie dokie. So now i owe Yana Sweeetkisses and Covergirl Lynn ice cream. LoL. One day okies? =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So neways, its back to school for some students already. When i woke up this morning, my brother was already up which came as a big surprise to me. And you know how blur you are when you just woke up from an amazing, amazing dream so i just kept quiet and didn't say anything. Until...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the blur one : abg, sape beli nie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the i-have-to-wake-up-early-for-school guy : tadi abg beli lepas balik sekolah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the blur one : abg sekolah? ohh a'ah eh. lupa uh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There you have it. I can be very forgetful and blur at times. Even though i just read a few blogs yesterday saying that they'll gonna have to attend school today. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm having a life and death crisis deciding on what to cook for F&amp;amp;N. The Decision Making part of the Coursework is due on Monday and i still have no idea what to cook. Am i dead, or am i dead? Bcos i seriously think that I AM DEAD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm really speechless. Would you give up your friendship with someone just over a male homosaphien? I WOULDN'T. AND I PERSONALLY THINK ONLY A STUPID AND BRAINLESS BIMBO WOULD DO THAT. Now that i know why you're apparently mad at me for, i really wish i hadn't ask. You're just insecure and you don't trust him. Don't you dare drag me into this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And oh, do you think pesticides can get rid of the love bug? =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Get it away from meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! LoL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh yes, and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY TO EZA-DOLL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;May you be happy always okay darl? =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111925483827716659?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111925483827716659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111925483827716659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111925483827716659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111925483827716659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/06/for-once-quite-number-of-ppl-tagged.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111917948010075573</id><published>2005-06-19T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T22:01:02.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;YOU KNOW HOW IT FEELS WHEN YOU THINK YOU KNOW WHAT PPL ARE TRYING TO TELL YOU BUT YOU'RE JUST AFRAID THAT YOU'RE WRONG AND YOU'RE ONLY GOING TO EMBARRASS YOURSELF BY TELLING THEM WHAT YOU THINK?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;YOU KNOW HOW IT FEELS TO BE HURT TIME AND TIME AGAIN? BE IGNORED AND FEEL GUILTY FOR GOD-KNOWS-WHAT THAT YOU APPARENTLY DID TO SOMEONE? SHE'S AVOIDING ME AND I'M FEELING GUILTY BCOS I'M BEING LED TO THINK THAT I'M THE ONE WHO CAUSED HER TO ACT LIKE THIS. I MEAN, WTF? I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING. NOW THE SIGHT OF HER JUST PISSES ME OFF. YEAH, EVEN SEEING HER NICK IN MSN AND TAGBOARDS HAVE AN EFFECT ON ME. IRKS ME LIKE HELL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"ALAH ATIQAH'S JEALOUS BCOS I HAVE LOADS OF GUY FRIENDS."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*SNORTS* GIVE ME A BREAK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;UNLIKE YOU, I ACTUALLY do HAVE A LIFE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AND MY LIFE DOESN'T MAINLY COMPRISES OF GUYS, FLIRTING AND MORE GUYS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I AM NOT LIKE YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;THANK GOD I'M NOT LIKE YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;YOU KNOW HOW IT FEELS WHEN PPL HATE YOU FOR TELLING IT LIKE IT IS? I'M MERELY STATING FACTS. WHATS WRONG WITH STATING FACTS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;YOU KNOW HOW IT FEELS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;WELL GOOD, THEN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;NO ONE UNDERSTANDS ME LIKE YOU DO UH..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AND FOR THAT, I'LL BUY YOU ICE CREAM OKAY? =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AND OOOH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MY 4 YEARS OLD NEPHEW, ERFAN, JUST KNOCKED ON MY BEDROOM DOOR AND WENT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"AUNTIE NURA, I WANT THAT POOH BEAR"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AUNTIE NURA?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HAHA. CAN'T HELP SMILING, YOU KNOW?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;THIS PRETTY BOY REALLY MADE MY EVENING. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111917948010075573?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111917948010075573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111917948010075573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111917948010075573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111917948010075573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/06/you-know-how-it-feels-when-you-think.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111915668963590203</id><published>2005-06-19T12:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T12:51:29.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SOMEONE I DIDN'T KNOW ADDED ME IN MSN AND ASKED ME OUT. OF COURSE I DECLINED LAH. I'M NOT that STUPID. BLOCKED AND DELETED HIM ALREADY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'M STILL SICK. WOKE UP AT 3 AM AND VOMITTED EVERYTHING I ATE. NOW I'M OKAY EXCEPT FOR THE HEADACHE AND THE FLU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AND THIS, LADIES AND GENTS, IS HOW INCREDIBLY boring MY LIFE IS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;YEAH I REALLY SHOULD GET A LIFE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AND OH, HAPPY 15TH BIRTHDAY TO NORFARHANA aka FARAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111915668963590203?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111915668963590203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111915668963590203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111915668963590203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111915668963590203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/06/someone-i-didnt-know-added-me-in-msn.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111907066177405115</id><published>2005-06-18T13:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T12:57:41.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Its finally OVER, guys and girls. No idea how, but its OVER! I finally managed to get over him. Yay. And yeah, i'm only fifteen, i have a long long long way to go. Haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So ta-daa! Presenting the new and improved Nur Atiqah. Chey. I'm more than contented with what i have right now. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why is it that i feel as though she's drifting away? She's kinda avoiding me and everything but funny thing is, I DON'T FEEL SAD OR ANYTHING. I don't mind losing a friend like her bcos i know that i didn't do anything wrong. Come to think of it, when things go wrong, she always put the blame on me. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay i feel like i'm back in primary school. And how am i supposed to know what i did wrong if you don't tell me whats your problem? Sheesh lah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't ever blame me bcos i know i didn't do anything wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111907066177405115?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111907066177405115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111907066177405115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111907066177405115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111907066177405115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/06/its-finally-over-guys-and-girls.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111897159620581177</id><published>2005-06-17T09:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T09:26:36.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yea i'm still alive and kicking. unfortunately for some of you kaaaan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so anyways, Dad forced me to take my medicine. since Mom's method of forcing did not work. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yeah, now my temperature has gone down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but i'm still feeling giddy and haven't stopped sneezing since just now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but my grandmother still insists on visiting me today.. including me, 3 of her grand daughters are sick. and i live the furthest. &lt;em&gt;tak ke kesian gitu?&lt;/em&gt; haish. told her not to go through all that trouble since i'm feeling better already..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mom left for her check up just now. so i'm gonna have to buy breakfast for me and my brother later. he's still sleeping so i have no idea what to buy for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i had the exact same dream again last night. now i'm developing a phobia for white cars. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and yeah, my phone's back with me. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111897159620581177?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111897159620581177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111897159620581177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111897159620581177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111897159620581177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/06/yea-im-still-alive-and-kicking.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111888724469069499</id><published>2005-06-16T10:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T10:05:15.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MY HEAD FEELS HEAVY AND I'M FREEZING COLD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;NOW I'M HAVING FEVER TOO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MY THROAT HURTS BECAUSE I TALKED TOO MUCH LAST NIGHT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I FEEL SICK. BUT MS TANG EXPECTS ME TO COME FOR DRAMA TODAY. AND MY MC WAS ONLY FOR YESTERDAY..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;CAN I MAKE IT TO SCHOOL? =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;LAST NIGHT I DREAMT THAT I WAS KNOCKED DOWN BY A WHITE MERCEDES BENZ. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AND I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;DIED&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;THEY SAY MIMPI HANYA MAINAN TIDUR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;BUT DEEP DOWN INSIDE,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I WISH THIS PARTICULAR DREAM COMES TRUE....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111888724469069499?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111888724469069499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111888724469069499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111888724469069499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111888724469069499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-head-feels-heavy-and-im-freezing.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111879676266525188</id><published>2005-06-15T08:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T09:07:53.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ITS RAINING LIONS AND TIGERS OUTSIDE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I JUST WOKE UP FEELING A SHARP PAIN IN MY THROAT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AND VOILA, NOW I'M HAVING A SORE SORE THROAT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;WHICH ALSO MEANS I SOUND LIKE ANOTHER BAPOK THAILAND. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HAVEN'T STOPPED COUGHING AND I'M HAVING A HUGE HEADACHE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;WAITING FOR MOM TO COME HOME FROM WORK TO TAKE ME TO SEE MR. DOCTOR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MY HANDS AND FEET ARE FREEZING COLD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AND MY RIGHT EYE HAS BEEN TWITCHING SINCE YESTERDAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MEANWHILE, PLS IGNORE MY PREVIOUS ENTRY. ITS FULL OF CRAP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;WITH THIS HUGE HEADACHE I'M HAVING, I CAN'T THINK. WHICH IS NOT A GD THING SINCE I AM SO BLOODY CONFUSED RIGHT NOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OKAY THAT HURTS. I AM SO SO SO FEELING CONFUSED. AND BLUR TOO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AND OH, PLS REFRAIN FROM CALLING ME THIS COMING FEW DAYS. IT HURTS WHEN I TALK TOO MUCH AND I WOULDN'T WANT YOU TO HEAR MY VOICE RIGHT NOW.. OKAY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OKAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111879676266525188?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111879676266525188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111879676266525188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111879676266525188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111879676266525188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/06/its-raining-lions-and-tigers-outside.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111873795383792574</id><published>2005-06-14T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T19:13:07.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'M SUFFERING FROM ANOTHER GASTRIC ATTACK. I'M IN PAIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'M BORED AND I'M FEELING CRANKY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;TIME FOR A REALITY CHECK, EVERYONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SOMETIMES, I'D ASK MYSELF IF EVERYTHING IS WORTH LIVING FOR. AND THE ANSWER IS A DEFINITE NO. I'M SICK OF EVERYTHING. I'M SICK OF FEELING INFERIOR TO EVERYONE AND HAVING SELF-CONFIDENCE AS LOW AS ZERO. WHY I DON'T LIKE ACCEPTING COMPLIMENTS AND KEEP INSISTING THAT I'M NOWHERE NEAR PRETTY? BCOS I GREW UP HAVING INSULTS HURLED AT ME LIKE NOBODY'S BUSINESS. EVEN MY SO-CALLED FRIENDS CALLED ME NAMES BEHIND MY BACK. WHY BEHIND MY BACK, YOU ASK? I SERIOUSLY HAVE NO CLUE. BUT I DON'T NEED &lt;strong&gt;CLIQUES&lt;/strong&gt; TO BACK ME UP. ITS HARD TRYING TO FIT IN SOMETIMES WHEN YOU'RE CONSTANTLY SURROUNDED BY PPL WHO ARE PRETTIER, SMARTER AND WHATNOTS. I CAN'T HELP BUT FEEL INFERIOR. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;THESE PPL WHO ONLY SPOT PPL'S FLAWS ARE ONLY A BIG PAIN IN THE POSTERIOR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;THEY SAY BEAUTY IS IN THE EYE OF THE BEHOLDER. I STILL DON'T GET IT. I THINK I'LL NEVER GET IT. BCOS IT ALWAYS ALWAYS DRAWS DOWN TO ONE THING. WE ARE ALWAYS BEING JUDGED BY OUR LOOKS. CALL ME SHALLOW IF YOU WANT, BUT ASK YOURSELF. WHEN YOU SEE SOMEONE ON THE STREET, YOU CAN'T SEE THAT PERSON'S TRUE SELF. YOU ONLY SEE HOW PRETTY/HANDSOME THAT PERSON IS, RIGHT? YOU CAN'T POSSIBLY CONCLUDE THAT HE/SHE IS A NICE PERSON, CAN YOU? AND WHEN YOU GET TO KNOW THAT PERSON AND HE/SHE TURNS OUT TO HAVE A SPARKLING PERSONALITY, YOU'D THINK TWICE BEFORE ASKING HIM/HER OUT IF HIS/HER TWO FRONT TEETH ARE MISSING AND ONE OF HIS/HER EYE IS INFECTED. YOU STILL JUDGE HIM/HER BY HOW HE/SHE LOOKS LIKE. I'M SURE NOT EVERYONE IS LIKE THAT. I'M PRETTY SURE CONSIDERING THERE ARE MANY PPL WHO DON'T JUDGE ME BY MY LOOKS. AND HONESTLY, I'M GETTING SICK OF PPL ASKING ME IF MY CRUSH IS GOOD LOOKING. SO WHAT IF HE ISN'T? I DON'T LIKE HIM BCOS OF HIS LOOKS. I LIKE HIM BCOS HE'S HIM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I ADMIT. I USED TO ASK THE SAME THING TO FRIENDS. BUT NOW, LOOKING BACK AND THINKING ABT HOW I USED TO FEEL WHEN PPL JUDGE ME BY MY LOOKS, I REALISE ITS NOT FAIR TO ASK THOSE KINDA QUESTIONS. YEA, SO WHAT IF HE/SHE IS GOOD LOOKING?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;FRANKLY, I'M BEING JUDGED BY MY LOOKS RIGHT NOW. AND TRUST ME, IT HURTS EVEN MORE WHEN YOUR LOOKS ARE BEING COMPARED WITH OTHER GIRLS. SO TELL ME, IS THERE ANY REASON WHY I SHOULDN'T FEEL ANY MORE INFERIOR THAN BEFORE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AND PPL, PLEASE. STOP MAKING ME FEEL AS THOUGH I DON'T DESERVE TO HAVE CRUSHES. YES, I'M NOT AS PRETTY AS YOU BUT I HAVE FEELINGS TOO Y'KNOW?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;BUT TO SET THE RECORD STRAIGHT, I DON'T HAVE A CRUSH ON ANYONE. EXCEPT FOR MAYBE DANNY UH. HA HA. OTHER THAN THAT, NO. WHY? BCOS I'M SICK OF FEELING INSECURE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SO PLS, THINK BEFORE YOU SPEAK AND HURT OTHER PPL WITH WHAT YOU SAY. BCOS SERIOUSLY, WHAT GOES ARD COMES ARD. PLS STOP INSULTING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;NOBODY'S PERFECT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I SOUND LIKE A PREACHER. AND THIS WHOLE THING SOUNDS LIKE A SPEECH. SHEESH. ITS JUST HOW I FEEL UH. WHAT ARE BLOGS FOR, RIGHT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111873795383792574?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111873795383792574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111873795383792574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111873795383792574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111873795383792574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/06/im-suffering-from-another-gastric.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111867400488484535</id><published>2005-06-13T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T22:50:40.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'M BORED AND THERE'S NO ONE TO TALK TO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AND I HAVE ABSOLUTELY NO CLUE WHY I'M TYPING IN CAPS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'M JUST FEELING SO PISSED ABT EVERYTHING. BUT I DON'T KNOW HOW TYPING IN CAPS CAN MAKE ME FEEL BETTER. SHEEEEEESH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I MISS HIM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I MISS HIM NOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I MISS HIM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I MISS HIM NOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OKAY UH. I MISS HIM. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;THIS IS SERIOUSLY STUPID, DON'T YOU THINK? ANOTHER ONE OF MY POINTLESS AND WHINY ENTRIES. FORGET IT. PPL MAKE IT SOUND SO SIMPLE. IF YOU MISS HIM, CALL HIM. WHATEVER UH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;LEARN TO LET GO WHATEVER YOU'RE AFRAID TO LOSE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SOUNDS FAMILIAR? HA HA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AND OH. I FORGOT SOMETHING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HOLIDAY HOMEWORKS. I'M GONNA HAVE TO BURY MYSELF ALONG WITH THE PILE OF HOLIDAY HOMEWORKS I HAVE TO COMPLETE. YES, EVEN THE MATHS ONE. *cringes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;close my eyes and move to the back of my mind&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;where feelings mean nothing now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111867400488484535?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111867400488484535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111867400488484535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111867400488484535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111867400488484535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/06/im-bored-and-theres-no-one-to-talk-to.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111858716542111773</id><published>2005-06-12T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T22:39:25.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Made a trip to the library today. Had a great time even though i was alone. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Went to Civics. Borrowed 3 books. Then made my way to Lot 1. Walked walked and walked. Then took 302 back home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here comes the best part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;GUYS, pls skip this part. I don't think you'd be interested. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was sitting in the bus, minding my own business. My mp3 was on full blast and ppl were looking at me like i'm deaf. I'M NOT. NOT, okay? I just love to put my mp3 on full blast. Okeh so back to the story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was minding my own business and listening to The Vandals. Then a guy wearing a red FOX shirt boarded the bus somewhere near Yew Tee CC. WHOA WHOA WHOA. He has the same hairstyle as Ashton. WHOA. And he has thick eyebrows and big eyes and long eyelashes. HOT HOT HOT! The girl beside me was checking him out and flirting. It was oh-so-obvious. With the hairflip and everythingg.. OMG. And weirdly enough, her MOM was sitting next to her.. The girl's thirteen years old. She used to be my junior in primary school. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kids are growing up fast. LOL..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But no, thats not my point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The point is, THAT GUY'S HOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hahahahahahahahahahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;See, i told you guys wouldn't be interested.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I tried it on someone already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111858716542111773?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111858716542111773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111858716542111773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111858716542111773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111858716542111773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/06/made-trip-to-library-today.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111848796880113868</id><published>2005-06-11T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T19:10:08.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My day hasn't gone so good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[1] I'm suffering from a major diarrheoa attack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[2] He's gone quiet again. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[3] I'm bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[4] I'm bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[5] I'm REALLY bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm alone at home. Blasting my speakers with music. Mom and Dad went to another cousin's wedding. Dad asked if i wanted to tag along abt a million times. Haha. Didn't feel so good so i declined uh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HELP ME! I'M BOREEEEEEEED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This calls for a library trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Going tmr, i THINK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;IF my mom lets me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and IF i feel good enough abt myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I HATE PRANK CALLS. AND I HATE PICKING UP THE PHONE ONLY TO FIND NO ONE THERE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dah call, tak tau nak ckp. Nak kata bengap, pegi skola buat pe kan.. Sheesh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And i hate hate hate miss calls. If its &lt;strong&gt;not so often&lt;/strong&gt;, i don't mind. But if its at least FOUR TIMES EVERYDAY and from the wrong wrong &lt;strong&gt;WRONG&lt;/strong&gt; ppl, i seriously mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kalau tgn dah gatal sangat, garuk lah. leave me aloneeeeee.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;maaaaaaaak! tolongggggg!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;everytime you call,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;my heart goes on overdrive.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111848796880113868?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111848796880113868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111848796880113868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111848796880113868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111848796880113868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-day-hasnt-gone-so-good.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111841010132939273</id><published>2005-06-10T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T21:45:28.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I made a big sacrifice today. I sacrificed SMALLVILLE. Only got myself to blame since i was the one who switched on the computer. And now i can't get my hands off the keyboard. This thing is ADDICTIVE, i tell ya. See, i miss Tom Welling already. Got to wait until next weeeeeeeeek.. Haish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mummy dearest tried cooking sweet and sour fish today. So so so goooooood. With the succulent and oh-so-sweet pineapple chunks. And the oh-so-tender fish. The fried, boneless fish. The spicy taste of the sauce and the sweet taste of pineapple. Am i making you feel hungry? Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Last night i talked to &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;eza-doll&lt;/span&gt; on the phone. She's such a &lt;strong&gt;sweet &lt;/strong&gt;lady. =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thank you so so so much! I couldn't have done it without you. THANK YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then after that, i talked to him. *widest smile ever*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then another person called. *smile fades*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then i told that person i wanted to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then my brother got home. He wanted to use the computer so i couldn't go to sleep first. And so, i became Cinderella for a while. &lt;em&gt;Sekejap je tau&lt;/em&gt;. Haha. Washed his clothes for him. &lt;em&gt;Susah nak dpt adik mcm gini&lt;/em&gt;. LOL. Then talked to him abit. Then i went to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've never felt so so happy. And so so crappy. Crappy is not a bad thing. Crappy just means constipated. Hahahahaha. Get what i'm trying to say now? I haven't been this &lt;em&gt;merepek&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And the person who never fails to put up with my &lt;em&gt;merepek&lt;/em&gt;-ness is &lt;strong&gt;MIKHAIL&lt;/strong&gt;! Thank you! Haha. Okeh there. Is your name big enough? LoL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okeh uh. I wanna go scream. &lt;em&gt;Boleh jadi gilaaaaaa mcm ginnnnnnnni&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111841010132939273?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111841010132939273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111841010132939273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111841010132939273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111841010132939273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-made-big-sacrifice-today.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111830800721469139</id><published>2005-06-09T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T17:27:39.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Good morning! No, there's nothing wrong with your eyes. I, Nuratiqah Musa just safely landed from la-la land. Yea, at 4 in the afternoon. The reason being i couldn't get to sleep last night. I only drifted to sleep at 5 am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And i was tiredddd.. Very tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I had a fantabulous time yesterday with Namira. We were supposedly celebrating her birthday in advance. Went to Peninsula Plaza then Esplanade and then we just went sight-seeing. It was fun uh. Walked from Esplanade to Fort Canning. I LOVE THE ARTS HOUSE! =)) The monuments outside are so coool. Took stupid pictures and everything.. But it was difficult since there are only the two of us, so we can't take pics together. Haha. And i fell in love with &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Sir Stamford Raffles&lt;/span&gt;. Man In Black! &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hot hot hot&lt;/span&gt;! Ahahaha. Urm, everything about him is in black actually. LoL. My faberet colourrrr.. [Okeh, thats a little bit irrelevant]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So back to that, after sight-seeing, we went to town. Walked around and then took 190 back to cck. Bought myself 2 pairs of ear studs and we went our separate ways. Yep, thats it. A really brief summary of the fantabulous time i had yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm suffering from post-depression symptoms. I'm trying to make myself happy by cracking stupid jokes and merepek-ing. Trying to forget everything and mooooooove on. But seriously uh, its hard. Like a phrase from a song, "i close my eyes, and all i see is YOU". It gets so bad that i'll just stare at my phone and wait for it to ring. And unfortunately enough, when it DOES ring, its always calls and smses from all the WRONG ppl. Sheesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Take last night for example, my phone didn't stop ringing even at 3 in the morning. &lt;em&gt;Tak reti tido keeeeee?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was all from the wrong wrong WRONG ppl that i ended up putting my phone on silent mode and in the drawer it goes.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I want my phone to ring pls. Can YOU make that happen? Pls?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;eeeee. What the hell is wrong with me?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Some of the pics i took yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v339/laydeeb/esplanade.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One of my favourite pics. =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v339/laydeeb/merlion.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the merlion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v339/laydeeb/baby.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the baby merlion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="225" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v339/laydeeb/tfh.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;where i wanna hold my wedding one day. chey! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v339/laydeeb/boatt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;another one of my favourite pics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v339/laydeeb/ssr.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the oh-so-hot Sir Stamford Raffles! =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v339/laydeeb/cbtl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you make me go whoaaaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tagboard rosaaaaaaaaaak! hmph.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okeh i wanna bath. Tata!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111830800721469139?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111830800721469139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111830800721469139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111830800721469139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111830800721469139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/06/good-morning-no-theres-nothing-wrong.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111815194994149025</id><published>2005-06-07T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T15:57:15.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;replies to tags :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Covergirl&lt;/span&gt; - thank you so much. *hugs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;SwEeEtKiSsEs&lt;/span&gt; - sorry sorry. i will soon.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;PrInCeSs aZiE&lt;/span&gt; - okayy.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;DiahBeetch&lt;/span&gt; - ahaha. u tc too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*nadz&lt;/span&gt; - awak! ahaha. yea i know i sound scary. haha. tc too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;syiq&lt;/span&gt; - haha. THANK YOU! =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;aini&lt;/span&gt; - thnx for tagging.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;diy*ana&lt;/span&gt; - missed u deee! =D meet up soon okeh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;went out today. with dearest kak mardhiah. had tons and tons of fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sometimes, laughter really is the best medicine. i didn't think of anybody and anything else. erm, maybe a bit uh. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oooh yes yes. i saw mikhail at far east. looking good eh. hahaha. =P [u owe me lunch for saying that] ahaha. naahhh i'm kidding.. =)) wahh his teeth very the silau seh. i'm still suffering from d after effects. LOL..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okeh okeh, i'm just kidding. =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the whole outing was super fun. going out again tmr.. haha. i'm trying hard to forget everything..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i miss going to marina. i miss the breeze at marina. i miss singing there. i miss looking at the sea. i miss everything uh! haish. the atmosphere there is super fabulous. I WANNA GO THERE! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111815194994149025?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111815194994149025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111815194994149025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111815194994149025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111815194994149025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/06/replies-to-tags-covergirl-thank-you-so.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111804991918028481</id><published>2005-06-06T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T17:25:19.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OH GOODY! I DIDN'T KNOW MY BLOG IS THAT POPULAR. SEE, LIKE I SAID BEFORE, WHATS THE POINT OF HAVING A BLOG IF YOU CAN'T EXPRESS YOUR THOUGHTS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;FINE. BLAME ME IF YOU WANT TO. SORRY FOR BITCHING BUT THATS HOW I REALLY FEEL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'M NOT FEELING OKAY. I STILL FEEL LIKE SCREAMING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I SAW SOMETHING WHICH I REALLY WISH I HADN'T SEEN. I COULD FEEL MY HEART REALLY DROPPING ONTO THE FLOOR. THE TRUTH ALWAYS ALWAYS HURT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;WEIRDLY ENOUGH, IT DOESN'T FEEL GOOD TO BE RIGHT ALL ALONG THIS TIME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I WAS RIGHT. ABOUT EVERYTHING. ABOUT THE GIRLS. I WAS RIGHT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;GOD. I REALLY FEEL SO STUPID RIGHT NOW.. WAITING FOR SOMETHING WHICH IS ABSOLUTELY IMPOSSIBLE TO HAPPEN. WHAT THE HELL ARE MIRRORS FOR? I SHOULD HAVE KNOWN BETTER. I REALLY SHOULD HAVE KNOWN BETTER. HOW COULD I EVER BE SO BLIND?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PLEASE TAKE EVERYTHING BACK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;YOUR FRIENDSHIP. BITTER, SWEET MEMORIES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;TAKE IT BACK. TAKE IT ALL BACK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'VE NEVER FELT THIS HURT IN MY ENTIRE LIFE BEFORE. I WASN'T KIDDING WHEN I MADE THAT CONFESSION. ITS ALL OVER. GOODBYE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111804991918028481?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111804991918028481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111804991918028481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111804991918028481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111804991918028481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/06/oh-goody-i-didnt-know-my-blog-is-that.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111796881726192095</id><published>2005-06-05T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T20:47:23.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;EEEEEE I FEEL LIKE SCREAMING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[1] I FEEL SO FCUKING LEFT OUT. I WASN'T EVEN TOLD ABOUT THE ARRANGEMENTS. I WASNT TOLD BECAUSE I'M NOT FCUKING PART OF UR "CLIQUE"? WHAT THE FCUK? AS FAR AS I CAN REMEMBER, I WAS FCUKING INVITED. THE LEAST U COULD DO WAS FCUKING INFORM ME OF THE ARRANGEMENTS. ITS FINE WITH ME IF SHE SUDDENLY DECIDED TO DIS-INVITE ME BUT I DON'T GET WHY I WAS KEPT IN THE DARK ABT EVERYTHING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[2] I AM SO FCUKING PISSED AT SOME PPL WHO FCUKING JUMP TO CONCLUSION. A TESTIMONIAL IS JUST A TESTIMONIAL. HE IS NOT NOT NOT MY BOYFRIEND. SO NOT MY BOYFRIEND. AND USE UR FCUKING BRAIN FOR HEAVEN'S SAKE. WHICH GUY WOULD GO FOR A GIRL LIKE ME? I'M NOT PRETTY LIKE U, REMEMBER? AND U DON'T HAVE TO GO ARD ASKING PPL IF THAT GUY IS MY BOYFRIEND. I, MYSELF AM TELLING U THIS NOW. I DON'T HAVE A BOYFRIEND; UNLIKE U! THERE. SO NOW U CAN SMIRK AND TELL PPL THAT I'M LEFT ON THE SHELF. PLS FCUKING GROW UP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[3] I HATE IT WHEN PPL ONLY COME TO ME WHEN THEY HAVE PROBLEMS. AND IN THIS CASE, WHEN THEY HAVE NO ONE ELSE TO TALK TO. WTF? MY PHONE ONLY RINGS WHEN SOMEBODY DOESN'T HAVE ANY OTHER GIRLS TO CALL. NOW TELL ME, HOW IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MAKE ME FEEL? I AM NOT TALKING ABT A CERTAIN SOMEONE. I'M TALKING IN GENERAL TERMS. SO DON'T BE PISSED AT ME. TRY ASKING URSELF IF WHAT U'RE DOING TO ME IS FAIR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[4] I AM ALWAYS BEING CRITICISED ABT ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING. ONCE AND FOR ALL, I ADMIT THAT I LOOK DIFFERENT IN PHOTOS. SO PLS FCUKING GET OFF MY CASE. I AM NOT PRETTY. I AM VERY FAT AND VERY UGLY. THERE. I CONFESSED. ARE U HAPPY NOW? OR DO U WANT ME TO GET RID OF ALL THE PICTURES I HAVE AT FRIENDSTER? IN CASE U'RE A BIT SLOW, I AM VERY FAT AND VERY UGLY. I'VE CONFESSED. UR CRITICISMS ARE TRUE. SO, PLS PLS FCUKING GET OFF MY CASE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;EVERYTHING JUST HAS TO GO WRONG NOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111796881726192095?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111796881726192095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111796881726192095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111796881726192095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111796881726192095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/06/eeeeee-i-feel-like-screaming-1-i-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111786763200703013</id><published>2005-06-04T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T14:47:12.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm baaaaaaaaaaaack!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;replies to taggies :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*nadz&lt;/span&gt; - hey hey. yep i'm chilling. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;* huda&lt;/span&gt; - tc too! and i'll tag, don't worry. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;aween&lt;/span&gt; - thank you! and i miss you too! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*nadz&lt;/span&gt; - haha. okok.. i'll tag. tak sabar kamu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;PrInCeSs aZiE&lt;/span&gt; - who's he? ehehe. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;SwEeEtkiSsEs &lt;/span&gt;- thank you for d advice. =) tc too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;DiahBeetch&lt;/span&gt; - haha. insya Allah tak.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;SwEeEtkiSsEs &lt;/span&gt;- boooo! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*nadz&lt;/span&gt; - keceriaankuu dicuri org! hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;THANK YOU FOR TAGGING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okeh. I made a mini disappearing act because i was busy and plain lazy to update. I've been friendster-ing so much that i didn't even visit my blog the past few days. Haha. Sorry! But many thanks to ppl who tagged. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And and and i'm putting on a whole lot of weight. Mane taknye, gue &lt;u&gt;disogok&lt;/u&gt; dgn makanan yg lazat lazat! I'm getting chubbierrrrr.. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've been eating alot alot of oranges lately. Really really sour ones. It was love at first bite uh. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My tee reeks of what-smells-like-butter right now. I spilled Ben &amp;amp; Jerry's ice cream on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okeh i wanna go change. Update next time k.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111786763200703013?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111786763200703013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111786763200703013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111786763200703013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111786763200703013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/06/im-baaaaaaaaaaaack-replies-to-taggies.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111760877181010535</id><published>2005-06-01T11:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T14:52:52.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Whats the point of having a blog or a livejournal for that matter, if you are deprived of letting your feelings known? Whats the point of having one if you can't tell ppl how you feel abt certain issues? Whats the point in having one if you're afraid that the person will have complete abhorence for you for the rest of your life if you were to mention abt her/him? I see no point. Therefore, don't be surprised if i were to close down this blog and delete my livejournal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Whats the point in calling when you know you're gonna hurt me with what you say? Whats the point in asking when you know you're gonna forget? Whats the point in denying when you know that i already know? Whats the point in trying to convince me when you don't even reciprocate and understand how i feel?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'M GOING CRAZY. LITERALLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111760877181010535?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111760877181010535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111760877181010535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111760877181010535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111760877181010535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/06/whats-point-of-having-blog-or.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111751784098621436</id><published>2005-05-31T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T15:23:12.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yay i'm baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack! =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Replies to tags.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;yana&lt;/span&gt; - i'm here! i'm here! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;eMiLy&lt;/span&gt; - YAY! I CAN HAVE DANNY! thnx! ehehe. k i'll relink u.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*nadz&lt;/span&gt; - no don't! nanti aku kene relink kau. hahaha. tc! mwahs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;diy*ana&lt;/span&gt; - I MISS YOU TOO MRS KENNY! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Covergirl&lt;/span&gt; - lynnnnn! missed you! keep in touch okeh! tc! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yay! My computer is finally a-okeh. I'm blogging at the comfort of my own room. No kaypo people breathing down my neck watching me type. Haha. It feels great to be back uh! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;First of all, i'd like to thank people who tagged. And friends who dropped me a testimonial at friendster. Thank you so much yea. =) Missed each and every one of you. No doubt about that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dissers.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Quite a number of my friends were affected by the oh-so-dreadful blog dissers. Dissers who absolutely got nothing better to do and are in desperate need of their very own tagboards. What the hell uh. They don't even have the guts to leave their name. Haha. CHICKEN. Ignore them uh k.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MYE results.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Erm lets see. My results are not-so-good this semester. Not-so-good which in my dictionary also means bad, very bad, worse than i imagined. Haha. As usual, the parent-meeting session was a-okeh. Nothing new was brought up, except for my erm, below-average attendance and my language abilities. Ironically, i got a B4 for English. Hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;June holidays.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2 days into the June holidays and i WAS already feeling bored since there was no computer to depend on. The last few days were absolutely BORING for me. I was driven into doing chores and cleaning up my room. Now my room's clean and neat, just like 7 yrs ago when we moved into this hse. Chey! Haha. But just give me a month and i can assure you, my room will be back into its messy state. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Made a deal with Mom that she'll continue giving me my weekly allowance if i help in doing household chores. Being the &lt;s&gt;money-faced&lt;/s&gt; girl that i already am, i agreed. &lt;strong&gt;Hey, a girl's got to go shopping, no?&lt;/strong&gt; =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've got no plans yet for the holidays. Don't know if the outings that were planned with farah yana and iqah are still on. Meanwhile, ELDDS members have to go for frequent practices. I still don't know if i'm going to Malacca or not. And holiday homeworks are keeping me occupied. Not to mention the remaining Coursework left and the essay-writing competition Ms Yong wanted me to take part in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Which reminds me, the date due for the 1000 word essay is approaching and i still haven't started. The topic given is BORING but the prize is so so tempting. IF i win, that is. Given the other competitors' language abilities and wider command of English [what do you expect? they're from the first class of the Sec 3 level!!], i don't think i stand a chance. Haish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Great. The highly anticipated June holidays are finally here and i still have no plans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A super long entry eh. Haha. Tag pls!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And oh yea, &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY TO SHA aka MRS MCKENZIE&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;/u&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/9044449-111751784098621436?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111751784098621436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111751784098621436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111751784098621436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111751784098621436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/05/yay-im-baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111682739776448986</id><published>2005-05-23T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T13:49:57.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm at the library again. I miss blogging laaa.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So sorry i can't reply to tags. But i can read them though. Many many thanx to Nadz for always tagging. Love ya sis! =) And Princess Azie too. Thanx yea!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanx to Nadz and Mik for pointing out the little error at the last post. Its 5 JUNE. Not 5 January. If it was 5 January, i'll definitely DIE OF BOREDOM. Haha.. Can't wait for 5 JUNE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Still haven't made a decision whether i shld go to Malacca or not. I don't want to be victimised by the mosquitoes.. =/ Haishx.  I'm going, most probably..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And just when i thought things were going back to normal, this had to happen. I cried again last night. Haha. Whatever uh. If i had learnt one thing out of it, it has to be "the higher ur hopes are, the harder you'll fall". Yep. Trying to get over everything now. Difficult, but i'm gonna have to try harder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okeh.  I kinda feel funny here. As though someone is watching me. Haha. Perasan eh. But yea lah. This two guys doing CIP have walked in front of me for 7 times already. Coincidental? Haha. Lantak laaaa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I MISS GOING ON MSN! I MISS MY FRIENDS IN MSN! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okeh my time is up. Gotta go. Till next time okeh! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111682739776448986?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111682739776448986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111682739776448986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111682739776448986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111682739776448986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/05/im-at-library-again.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111656732098633347</id><published>2005-05-20T13:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T13:35:20.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ookay. My computer at home broke down. I'm at the library right now with Namira and we're impatiently waiting for eldds to start at 1530. Haha. Okeh so just so u know, i can't reply to tags or blog that often anymore. Urm according to my Mom, the internet connection can only be restored on 5 January. So tell me, HOW MUCH SUCKY-ER CAN MY LIFE GET? I'm too dependent on my darling computer. But i pity my family the most uh. Because they'll have to put up with my erm awful singing + shouting since i can't find anything better to do. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okeh. Will surely miss everyone and the blogging world! I'll try my best to blog as often as i can uh okeh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ohh and btw, THINGS ARE BACK TO NORMAL! Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okeh tc everyone! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111656732098633347?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111656732098633347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111656732098633347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111656732098633347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111656732098633347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/05/ookay.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111622686755298753</id><published>2005-05-16T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T22:05:19.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okeh. Editted the last post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Still not feeling okeh yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I just feel shitty uh today. Don't know why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Not schooling tmr and wednesday. Most probably be rotting at home. Shopping trip postponed. Maybe going to visit my grandma tmr. See how it goes uh. If i can get rid of my laziness and if no one asks me out at the last minute.. *coughs* Haha. Nahh i'm kidding. On Wednesday, i have absolutely NO plans. Haish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nothing lasts forever uh. Thats all i can say. One time, you'll feel as though everything's going as per normal but no, everything sidetracked and goes wrong. Wth. Thats LIFE i guess. Part and parcel of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I guess i have to deal with everything uh. Even though its so difficult to understand sometimes. Haish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111622686755298753?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111622686755298753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111622686755298753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111622686755298753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111622686755298753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/05/okeh.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111619835886106752</id><published>2005-05-16T07:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T07:05:58.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just a short update before i go bathe and get ready for school. I've been up since early in the morning to revise my Geography. Yeps. Just in case you're wondering what the hell i'm doing at home at this hour, Pure Geography starts at 1030. I have to be in school by 10. Last paper of all last papers. Haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After approximately 12pm today, i declare myself exam-free. But there's still post-exams stress. Will definitely be suffering from anxiety and paranoia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OMG OMG OMG! I'm so gonna fail! See, i'm having post-exam stress already. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Its raining quite heavily since just now. Got kinda distracted because i was too busy hiding my face. Haha. I'm scared of lightning uh.. Can't help it. Its so freaking cold right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okeh. I'm kinda having this Monday Blues thingy. Haish. The rain kinda describes how i'm feeling uh right now. I love looking out the window at times like this. Oh God. I feel so depressed. But i don't SOUND depressed. Haha. I FEEL DEPRESSED! Something happened last night which made me EVEN MORE depressed. Shitty uhh! THIS SHIT IS BANANAS. Haha. &lt;em&gt;Ape aku merepek pagi2 buta nieeeeeeee!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okeh uh. I guess thats enough. Wanna go check if Abg Faris is up yet. He too is having exams today. Best of Luck abg! Ohh shit. This depression thing is getting to meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;will you criticise me as i sit and cry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111619835886106752?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111619835886106752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111619835886106752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111619835886106752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111619835886106752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/05/just-short-update-before-i-go-bathe.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111613078862198250</id><published>2005-05-15T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T12:29:33.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Replies to dearest taggers :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;SwEeeTkiSsEs&lt;/span&gt; : ello! okay i'll tag soon. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*nadz&lt;/span&gt; : okie dokie. you too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;kaaaaaaay&lt;/span&gt; : dollface? LOL. i'm not-so-fine at the moment. how bout you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;PrInCeSs aZiE&lt;/span&gt; : haha. me too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*huda&lt;/span&gt; : thanx huda! okay i'll tag soon k.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;DiahBeetch &lt;/span&gt;: hahaha. keep calm eh.. lol.. thankius anw. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;PrInCeSs aZiE&lt;/span&gt; : yea thats why uh! haish.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;First and foremost, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;HAPPY 19th BIRTHDAY ABG!&lt;/span&gt; *grins*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Memandangkan tiqa tgh broke, birthday present ditangguhkan yer! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okie dokie. I'm feeling much better now. After a while, my mood kinda got better. I slept with my fone in hand again last night. Haha. Was up smsing until 12am when i fell asleep. Haha. He had to wait a while until he finally received a reply. LoL. In the end, he went to slp since i slept already. He's a friend uh. Actually he's part of the reason why i'm feeling better. He managed to make me laugh alot yesterday. Haha. And he told me abt this girl that he likes. I told him my problems. Yada yada yada uh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm still thinking abt her/it/him right now though. Don't know uh. Its hard to get over it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay i haven't eaten for a while now. Wanna go eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;is it enough to love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;is it enough to breathe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;somebody ripped my heart out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and left me here to bleed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111613078862198250?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111613078862198250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111613078862198250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111613078862198250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111613078862198250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/05/replies-to-dearest-taggers.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111604825886085899</id><published>2005-05-14T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T13:24:18.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'M SO PISSED. I'M SO PISSED. I'M SO PISSED. I'M SO PISSED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;DEMI KESELAMATAN ANDA, HARAP BERDIRI DI BELAKANG GARISAN KUNING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;TODAY IS JUST NOT THE DAY TO FURTHER PISS ME OFF BCOZ I'M ALREADY PISSED AS IT IS. SOME PEOPLE ARE JUST EGOISTIC UH EH. JUST BCOZ SOME PEOPLE ASKED FOR THEIR NUMBER, THEY THINK THEY'RE DROP DEAD GORGEOUS. NO NO. NOT DROP DEAD GORGEOUS, THATS BEING DROP DEAD STUCK UP LAH FOR HEAVEN'S SAKE. IGNORE ME ALL YOU WANT UH K..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I DON'T GET IT SOMETIMES. IF I'M IN THE WRONG, WHY CAN'T YOU JUST TELL ME WHAT'S WRONG? OHH YOU THINK BY IGNORING ME, I CAN FIGURE OUT WHAT I DID WRONG MYSELF? SORRY UH. I'M NOT AS CAPABLE AS YOU IN THAT SECTOR. I'M NOT GOOD AT FIGURING THINGS OUT. WHY CAN'T YOU JUST TELL ME? IS THAT SO HARD? JUST TELL ME WHAT I DID WRONG, PLS! I HATE BEING TREATED LIKE THIS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I CRIED MY EYES OUT LAST NIGHT. YOU'RE NOT AWARE ABT THAT, ARE YOU? MY PHONE RANG BUT I COULDN'T BE BOTHERED TO PICK UP. I JUST HATE BEING TREATED LIKE THIS UH. ITS JUST NOT FAIR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ABG ZUL'S FRIENDS ARE COMING LATER. HE TOLD ME HE'LL BE ORDERING PIZZA OR SOMETHING LIKE THAT. I HAVE NO APPETITE UH SERIOUSLY. I DON'T FEEL LIKE EATING, I DON'T FEEL LIKE DOING ANYTHING ELSE. HAVEN'T EATEN SINCE YESTERDAY AFTERNOON.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OKEH I'M OUT. MEANWHILE, DON'T PISS ME OFF K.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PLEASE STAND BEHIND THE YELLOW LINE. THANK YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111604825886085899?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111604825886085899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111604825886085899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111604825886085899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111604825886085899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/05/im-so-pissed.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111590495935093598</id><published>2005-05-12T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T11:01:00.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This spyware thing is still getting on my nerves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nothing much happened today. Been feeling kinda moody since yesterday. I've made my decision. I can't believe i trusted HER so much. So yeps, i'm gonna ignore HER forever until the day SHE realises HER mistake and apologise. SHE can bloody well pretend nothing ever happened but i personally can't. SHE crossed the line uh.. Get a clue okay? I hate YOU! So stop acting friendly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Had this conference chat through MSN with my primary school girl-friends. Wow. Didn't realise how much i missed them. Lets meet up one day okay girls? Let it be the malay girls of 6C o2' reunion or something. Haha.. Nobody's changed yet. Amalina is still with her "aku cute!" [LoL], Shafiqah's lame jokes are still there to stay and Huda is still sarcastic and straightforward. As for me, i'm still ME! Haha. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So yeps. Went out with mom yesterday.. Bought this really pretty Elle flip flops. Going shopping again on monday! Looking for clothes! Yay! Haha. I LOVE MOMMY! LoL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v339/laydeeb/P1010295.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My pretty Elle flip flops! Ehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v339/laydeeb/mommydearest.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me and mommy dearest. =) Okay i know lah my mom's prettier. Shh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v339/laydeeb/wowwie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okay no comments. *zips mouth*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay thats all. Two more papers to go and its FREEDOM for me. Physics tmr and Geog on Monday. 3 days left until my brother's birthday! Wahh dah 19 seh! Hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s: Ignore the coloured words pls. Search miracle thingys. Ignore okay? Thankius. Now, GO TAG! Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And oh, i'd like to apologise if i haven't been tagging at ppl's board. I can't tag uh now. Sorry yea! But pls do tag at mine. Ehehehe. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111590495935093598?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111590495935093598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111590495935093598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111590495935093598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111590495935093598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/05/this-spyware-thing-is-still-getting-on.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111579606247808324</id><published>2005-05-11T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T15:21:02.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeps. I'm here again. Still waiting for Mommy dearest to wake up from her sleep. She just got back from work this morning and she promised to go on a shopping trip with me today.. Buying a few stuffs today. Going on another one on Monday. Haha.. Going to disturb her sleep if she's still not awake by 1530. LoL.. She promised she'll wake up at 1500 okay? I'm giving her half an hour more to enjoy her sleep. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Two newspaper articles today feature some of the sec 4 boys from Kranji Sec. One is about some band audition [straits times] and another is about skimming [berita harian]. When i got to know abt blackductape in the straits times i was pretty impressed uh. Its not everyday that you get to be featured in the newspaper, you know? Haha. But don't get me wrong, i have absolutely no intention to "tumpang glamour". I haven't even talked to them before. Haha. Erm no comments abt the berita harian article. =) Peace, no war! Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay Mom woke up already. *huge huge smile*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh and btw, i feel like shoving someone down the toilet bowl. *even huge-r smile*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And we got scolded by quite alot of teachers today. What's the day today? PMS daaaaaaaaay! Hahahahahahahaha. Okay, gross. &lt;em&gt;Ingatkan mid-year, students je yg stress, rupenye cikgu pun stress jugak. &lt;/em&gt;Haha. Pardon my lameness today. Just some post-depression thing i'm suffering from. LoL..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay going out already! Byeeeee! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111579606247808324?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111579606247808324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111579606247808324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111579606247808324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111579606247808324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/05/yeps.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111571203822844722</id><published>2005-05-10T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T16:00:38.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay. Once again, before anything else, i'd like to apologise abt the coloured words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My computer is still infested with spywares. Haish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Maths Paper 2 was tough also. Okay uh compared to Paper 1. But still, i'm no good in Maths so i can say goodbye to passing Maths this MYE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Finished our paper at 0930. Then went to eat and study at McDonalds then at Yew Tee. Haish. So many things to studyyyyyyyyy.. Tmr i'll be sitting for FnN and History. I'm scared and worried abt my Geog uh.. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After Geog, which in on the 16th, FREEDOM at last. Anyone wanna book me first? Hahaha. Not schling on the 17th and 18th. I'll be going shopping with Mommy dearest on the 16th. Then on the 17th i'll most probably be going to Sentosa with the girls. On the 18th i'll be rotting at home.. =) Lets go out! Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay wanna go study FnN. Gonna irritate my Mom later. There's so many things to buy! And ohh yea, i need new printer catridges.. Haish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm feeling so sucky right now. I never should have did everything that i did. I'm so sorry.. Its your friendship that i want, okay? But nahh. If you don't want to then its fine with me.. I know you're reading this. Take care yea. I won't bother you again, i promise. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okie dokie. I'm off to suffocate my brain with even more facts. Goodbye! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111571203822844722?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111571203822844722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111571203822844722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111571203822844722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111571203822844722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/05/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111564123707970666</id><published>2005-05-09T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T20:20:37.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okie dokie. I just cut my &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=HAIR" target="_blank"&gt;hair&lt;/a&gt;. But i must warn you, there's NO DIFFERENCE. LoL. I wasted Mom's 12 bucks. Nyahahaha. Sorry Mommy.. Eh wait, there's a slight difference uh. Its abit shorter [more obvious if i tie my &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=HAIR" target="_blank"&gt;hair&lt;/a&gt; up] and more layered. And err it's thinner than before. LoL. But i still look the same. Haha. Sorry again Mommy! Okaylah i let you see a pic lah k. Once again, i repeat, there's NO difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v339/laydeeb/wootsooot.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay my &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=HAIR" target="_blank"&gt;hair&lt;/a&gt; still looks messy. Know why? Because i just got out of &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=BED" target="_blank"&gt;bed&lt;/a&gt;. Haha. Just woke up from sleep uh! Messy eh! Tsk tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Haha. Mom actually wanted me to try those kinda china doll &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=FRINGE" target="_blank"&gt;fringe&lt;/a&gt;. LoL..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mom : Buatlah &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=FRINGE" target="_blank"&gt;fringe&lt;/a&gt; mcm tuu. Tutoplah jendul kau siket..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me : Eee tak nak lah! Tak biase. Nanti makin terserlah ketembam-an iqa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mom : Ape-ape aje lah kau nie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Haha. She used to cut my &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=FRINGE" target="_blank"&gt;fringe&lt;/a&gt; for me when i was in primary &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=SCHOOL" target="_blank"&gt;school&lt;/a&gt;. LoL.. And i used to cry each time. Hahaha. Those were the days lah. But i'm happy with my &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=HAIR" target="_blank"&gt;hair&lt;/a&gt; now. Err even though there's not much difference. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay i know what to &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=BUY" target="_blank"&gt;buy&lt;/a&gt; for Abg Faris already! Woots. But $$'s the main problem. Haish..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm still waiting for god-knows-what. What exactly am i waiting for? Haha. Good question. Cos i don't know either. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay wanna stare at my &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=PHONE" target="_blank"&gt;phone&lt;/a&gt; again. And oh, i dropped it again just now. Oops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh god. Maths &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=PAPER" target="_blank"&gt;Paper&lt;/a&gt; 2 tmr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Errr am i DEAD or am i DEAD? Yeps. I'm DEAD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pardon the coloured words. Search miracle thingies. I'm getting more and more pissed off with spywares, i'm telling you. If it was a human being, i'd really like to strangle it to death. So pissed seh. Grrr~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111564123707970666?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111564123707970666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111564123707970666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111564123707970666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111564123707970666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/05/okie-dokie.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111562076764046338</id><published>2005-05-09T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T14:39:27.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just got back from school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Know what? I broke down after the invigilator said that time was up for Maths Paper One. I just cried. My maths sucks and the paper was just too difficult. I lost alot of marks already. My friends told me to forget it and concentrate on Paper Two tmr. Haish. I'm gonna fail maths for sureeeee.. Thanks to people who tried to make me feel better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Nami ShaSha Yana Farah Iqah Nadia Esther Liying Khatija etc] THANK YOU. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Last night i slept at 1+. Crammed my brain with fast facts on Singapore, Sri Lanka and Northern Ireland. The paper was okay.. Managed to finish on time. I'M WORRIED ABT MY MATHS! =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Errr i'm back to square one again. How sucky can my life get? Haish Haish Haish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Speaking of which, there's so many things to buy. And i'm super duper broke right now. Abg Faris' birthday is 6 days away.. AND I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT TO BUY HIM!! What do you buy a guy for his birthday eh? When it comes to girls i'm okay lah. But when it comes to guys, i have no idea what to get. &lt;em&gt;Siang2 dah kasi reminder, okay?&lt;/em&gt; So i cannot pretend that i forgot all abt it like last time. LoL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And i need new clothes. A new watch. A new wallet. 4 new ear studs. And the list goes on.. Haish. I'm so materialistic eh. Haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay gonna go cut my hair now. And think abt what to buy for Abg Faris. Helppppppppppp! =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111562076764046338?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111562076764046338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111562076764046338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111562076764046338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111562076764046338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/05/just-got-back-from-school.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111556381659229921</id><published>2005-05-08T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T22:50:16.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm so sorry i can't reply to tags. I can't even see the bloody tagboard! Grrr..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Something's wrong with my computer. I can't log in friendster! And i can't tag or even listen to ppl's blog music. Sheeeeeesh. Computer darling, get well soon k! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Right. So i just got back from tuition. So so so tired..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Studied Social Studies already. But i'm still not very sure abt the topic on Singapore. Too many facts to remember! Grrrrrr. Studying again later. Gonna try my best to go through the chapters on Singapore again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You know what? Sometimes i wish i can take out my brain and remove all the items that i don't think is needed in there. Ugh. Its so difficult to get over it sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;YES YES YES! I ADMIT, OKAY? I MISS HIM TO BITS. THERE! HAPPY?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sadly, i don't think he even remembers me anymore. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay lah. Forget it. I'm not pretty enough i guess..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wokay Dokay Okay. Enough. Eh i miss my grandma and my larlings. Think i'm gonna visit them when my last paper is over. On the 17th maybe.. And i miss my late grandads. Haish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gonna cut my hair tmr. Just a little bit coz i'm pretty sure i'll look ugly-er with short hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So yeps. That's it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Life is too short for you to miss someone and have them not missing you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sheesh. Whatever. Okay i'm out. *poof*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111556381659229921?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111556381659229921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111556381659229921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111556381659229921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111556381659229921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/05/im-so-sorry-i-cant-reply-to-tags.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111546213738837901</id><published>2005-05-07T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T18:45:25.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Got myself a new mp3 player thanx to daddy dearest. Since the battery compartment to my Creative one dropped off until i had to stick it with a couple of stickers in the shape of stars. LoL. Nahh didn't get myself another Creative mp3 player. Got a Panasonic one instead.. 256 MB. Okay uh tuu eh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v339/laydeeb/P1010444.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v339/laydeeb/P1010446.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yep. A nice, subtle blue colour. Not exactly my favourite colour, though. Haha. Can i be a hand model pls? Pretty pretty pls? LoL. Nahh i'm kidding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So far my day has been a-okay. I'm still kinda pissed off at my computer though. Well actually, not at my darling computer but at spywares. Ugh. I hate them to the coreeeeeee. My brother installed this Spyware Remover or something. So now i can't download photoshop brushes or pretty fonts from the net. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Watched tv just now. MTV was featuring My Chemical Romance. Mikey is one good-looking bassist. I like his hair! I can't get access to some internet websites so i can't find his picture. Go take a look okay! I like his hair very much. =)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sia-sia aje rumah bnyk cermin kalau tak reti nak cermin diri sendiri. &lt;/em&gt;Haha. Still remember how i said that to someone. Yes, now i realise that all you have to do is a lil bit of self-reflection and you're all set and ready to forget the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And yes ladies and gents, i am on the road to recovery. I'm ready to forget abt the past and concentrate on the present and the future. I'm gonna forget everything else that's becoming a hindrance to me. I have my OWN life to live. Other ppl can say what they want about me. Nobody's perfect and i know i have alot of flaws. Thanks for pointing out my flaws to me. I'll try as much as possible to change. Don't get me wrong, i'll only change attitude-wise. Physically? I am happy with the way i am right now. I'm fat and fcuking ugly, but at least i'm happy. And no amount of insults will drive me to the wall. I still have my insecurities and i still do feel inferior when i'm out with friends but i don't think thats a big of a deal. But don't worry, this change in me is not that drastic. Like what someone always tells me, "its how you carry yourself is what really matters". But yea, i still think i'm fat and ugly. &lt;em&gt;[Bukan suatu penghinaan, tetapi kenyataan]&lt;/em&gt; Contradicting? *shrugs* I'm still learning to accept myself. Its time i wake up and smell the coffee, don't you think? Yea, lets face it. Reality bites. The truth ALWAYS hurts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Being hurt ONCE was enough. Sadly though, you're still not aware abt the pain you put me thru.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Akan munculkah pelangi selepas hujan membasahi bumi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kalau pun pelangi indah muncul, lama manakah mampu ia bertahan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;I missed you enough to finally bring myself to say that i don't need you anymore.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111546213738837901?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111546213738837901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111546213738837901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111546213738837901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111546213738837901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/05/got-myself-new-mp3-player-thanx-to.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111538484219370384</id><published>2005-05-06T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T21:07:22.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wahh so sleeeeeeepy! Just woke up from my &lt;s&gt;short&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;not-so-short nap. Still feeling sleepy though..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think i'm not gonna do so well in English. The paper was tough. AND HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO KNOW THAT WE HAVE TO LEAVE LINES?! I didn't leave lines for my composition. Ahhhhhh! I'm DEAD uh basically.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We finished our last paper at 12. Then I stayed behind with Farah and Iqah to finish up our Social Studies and History assignments. Farah went off earlier since her boyf was waiting for her. Iqah and i were talking about lots and lots of things when it RAINED. Both of us panicked since we didn't bring along our umbrellas. We were confident that we'll get lucky like yesterday. It rained after we reached home yesterday. And so, we were stuck in school. OF ALL PLACES. Iqah tried asking teachers for umbrellas. LoL.. But none of the teachers were willing to sacrifice their umbrellas for us so we went ard school. Decided to fill our stomachs in the canteen. I'm still full from the meal i had there, believe it or not. So i'm skipping dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I kinda expected this already. I knew things were going to end up this way. Bottomline is, yes i'm fat and ugly uh okay. Try telling me something that i don't already know. But i keep thinking abt this. Haha. Don't worry, i'm still sane enough to come to a decision. Everything has to come to an end right? I'm just not sure right now. Its entirely up to you if you feel like pretending that i don't exist. That's fine with me. Do what you want lah k.. I won't be in your way. You don't have to worry abt that. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Right. I've said my piece. So its up to you lah eh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay putting all that aside, thanx for tagging k everyone? And oh, thanx for the compliments on my graffiti. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tag more pls. Haha.. Tag tag tag! Ehehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay gonna go do something else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Maths and Social Studies on Monday. I declare myself officially DEAD. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111538484219370384?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111538484219370384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111538484219370384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111538484219370384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111538484219370384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/05/wahh-so-sleeeeeeepy-just-woke-up-from.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111529351996113792</id><published>2005-05-05T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T19:50:22.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay i think someone messed with my html codes. Today's entry was all over the place. So yea, i'm gonna have to retype my post. Unfortunately, i have a really bad case of Short Term Memory so i'll TRY my best to remember what i can remember k..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yep. New blogskin. I simply loooooooooove this one because it features DANNY! He's adorable don't u think? Ehehehe. His voice is super duper nice. And I LOVE HIS HAIR! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nice? Not nice? U be the judge lah k.. Its abit plain to me tho.. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Higher Malay paper was tough. English is tomorrow. Wish me luck! I'll really need all the luck that i can possibly get.. The rain was great just now. Except for the thunder and lightning which scared the wits out of me. Haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm having this sudden utter dislike for mirrors. I'm so FAT uh! Haish. Okay enough said. Lets view some pics taken yesterday shall we?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v339/laydeeb/iqadraw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i drew this due to extreme boredom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v339/laydeeb/farahdraw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;drew this for farah. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v339/laydeeb/farahizaat.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i drew this. combination of farah's name and her bf's. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v339/laydeeb/starry.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;starry-eyed surprise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v339/laydeeb/fuckshyt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tsk tsk. teenagers nowadays... LOL! =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v339/laydeeb/yumm.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pardon me. i just ADORE fruit tree fresh. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v339/laydeeb/esthershiying.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;chiobus of 3A! esther and shi ying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v339/laydeeb/3aflag.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yana with her original design of 3A's flag! woots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v339/laydeeb/3a-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;us. 4 out of the 6 malay gurls of 3A! [i look FAT][Picture courtesy of Mr. Dustbin]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v339/laydeeb/mefarahiqah.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this pic is editted. i accidentally deleted the original copy. SORRY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v339/laydeeb/bye.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;them saying goodbye to me. cute uh tu! haha. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay end of pictures. There's some more but i think they'll kill me if i put up some of the funny pics that we took. Haha. I look FAT kan kan kan! Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And ohh yea, i think its time that i give up. I'm givinggg up! I have too many flaws uh. He'll never like me. That's for sure. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In case u're wondering why i love Danny now.. The reason is simple. ASHTON KUTCHER HAS DEMI MOORE! Haha. I don't know who Danny is with now so i guess he'll do for now. LoL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I LOVE DANNY LAH OKAY? Hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Urm i think that was all i blogged abt. And i'm trying to figure out who would mess with my codes. Haha. I guess that's it then. Tag tag tag pls! Ehehe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111529351996113792?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111529351996113792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111529351996113792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111529351996113792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111529351996113792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/05/okay-i-think-someone-messed-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111521350614540907</id><published>2005-05-04T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T21:31:46.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm in the process of changing my layout. Letting all my creative juices flow is one of my best methods to de-stress. The layout is done. The html codes are also done. I just need to publish it and voila; a new layout. The layout is on someone oh-so-cute. Haha. You'll find out soon enough yea. Done entirely by me okay? Chey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tomorrow is the day everybody's waiting for. Kicking start 8  non-consecutive days of Mid-Year Examinations with a bang. Haha. To me at least. Because if i'm able to score well for the Higher Malay paper tomorrow, i SHOULD be able to do well for the Malay 'O' Levels this year. I memorised some of the peribahasa. I just need to go through it again. I'm scared.. Like REALLY scared. My English is going from bad to worse also. And i'm scared that it would be difficult for some of the teachers to decipher my handwriting like last year. They can't differentiate between my 'n' and my 'h'. Mid-Year Examinations are really freaking me out right now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Brought my camera to sch just now. Took alot of pics. Almost reaching 40. I will post the pics later okay? Its not even resized yet. I've been keeping myself occupied with the list of peribahasa after uploading the pics. Sorry! And oh, i had TONS AND TONS AND TONS of fun with &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;yana farah and iqah&lt;/span&gt; after school today. We took hilariously funny pics at the park. Super duper nice. Especially the background! I'd like to thank the dustbin for being there to 'take' some pics for us. =) And i'd like to thank &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;yana farah and iqah&lt;/span&gt; for the wonderful time. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Right now i'm confused about my own feelings. Enough said. I think its time for me to just forget some things and some people who are just meant to be forgotten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yea i'm fat. Like REALLY fat. Pls don't say that i'm not if you haven't seen me in real life. Say whatever you want. Tell me that i'm being self-conscious and that i have a low self esteem. Yada yada yada. The truth still remains the same. I'M FAT. And there's nothing anyone can say to change that fact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay that paragraph was just meant to make me feel better. Ignore that paragraph if you must. And for the record, i'm not asking for compliments pls. That's just how i feel. Because i can't seem to forget that one disser that i USED TO have and what he/she had to say. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why i resort to putting myself down to make me feel better? Because i'm sick of being fake. I'm tired of ppl telling me that i'm not fat and ugly and whatsoever. With all these hypocrisy going on, i can't tell who is telling the truth. Therefore, i trust myself enough to say that i'm FAT. That's it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If you choose to ignore me after this, that's entirely up to you. If you choose to be shallow, then its up to you. I have nothing else to say. The truth still prevails, i guess. Its up to you lah k..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is what you get when you place a stressed teenager near a keyboard. She'll type and type like nobody's business and finally realises that what she typed made no sense at all. Urm get it? Haha. Okay i guess i'll go make myself even more stressed somewhere else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wish me luck for my MYE! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111521350614540907?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111521350614540907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111521350614540907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111521350614540907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111521350614540907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/05/im-in-process-of-changing-my-layout.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111512000148006789</id><published>2005-05-03T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T20:01:59.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Replies to sweet taggers. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;SwEeeTkiSsEs&lt;/span&gt; : ehehe. deleted d pics. haha.. thanx anw. u're still prettier k! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;NaNaChiCa&lt;/span&gt; : hahaha. cute = ugly but adorable! lolx.. u're still sweeter k! REALLY! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;PrInCeSs aZiE&lt;/span&gt; : ehh not fair! i'm still addicted seh.. ehehe. u tc too! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;sha*&lt;/span&gt; : HELLO! miss ya loads too! ur english is GOOD okay? u'll do well. don't worry.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*nadz&lt;/span&gt; : nadz! miss kau lah! ahaha. cayang awak jugak! lol. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;See. I told u i'm addicted to d computer. Haish..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;School was fine today. I didn't have enough sleep last night. I was woken up countless times and the first thing i'd do is check my phone. Yes, i slept with my phone in my hand yet again last night. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My insecurity is at its peak these days. Everything's wrong with me. I keep thinking of someone, somewhere and somehow. Sometimes i wish everybody's blind. Wow. That'll be the day. I don't know how come he seems to be feeling-less. How come uh? I wanna tell him so so so so much but i guess i'm just SHY AND INSECURE lah. Haha. I AM A SHY PERSON, OKAY? Believe it or not lah. LoL. Okay, u can ignore this paragraph. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just got to know that my cousin got dumped by her boyf of 9 months. Apparently, the guy has found someone new. Yea, OUCH. Guys are unpredictable sometimes. And i seem to remember someone telling me that girls are more unpredictable and weirder than guys. Haha. But i can't remember who.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Everytime my phone rings, i'd wish it's you. [everybody now : Awwwwww~]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Haha. No, i am not kidding. I mean it okay..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Haish. I don't know what's happening lah.....................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ohh yea, before i go sit and stare at my phone, helplessly anticipating SOMETHING to happen [for d phone to RING lah! grrr.] i changed my blog song. This song made me cry yesterday. So yes, here's the lyrics. Okay everybody. LET'S CRY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we drive tonight and you are by my side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we're talking about our lives, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;like we've known each other forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;time flies by, with the sound of your voice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its close to paradise, with the end surely near&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and if i could only stop the car and hold onto you&lt;br /&gt;and never let go&lt;br /&gt;i'll never let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as we round the corner to your house you turned to me and said,&lt;br /&gt;"i'll be going through withdrawl of you for this one night we have spent"&lt;br /&gt;and i want to speak these words but i guess i'll just bite my tongue&lt;br /&gt;and accept "someday, somehow"&lt;br /&gt;as the words that we'll hang from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i, i don't want to speak these words&lt;br /&gt;cause i, i don't want to make things any worse&lt;br /&gt;and i, i don't want to speak these words&lt;br /&gt;cause i, i don't want to make things any worse&lt;br /&gt;why does tonight have to end?&lt;br /&gt;why don't we hit restart and pause it at our favourite parts&lt;br /&gt;we'll skip the goodbyes&lt;br /&gt;if i had it my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'd turn the car around and runaway &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just you and i.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111512000148006789?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111512000148006789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111512000148006789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111512000148006789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111512000148006789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/05/replies-to-sweet-taggers.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111494546716554968</id><published>2005-05-01T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T19:04:27.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yes i know i said i'll be away. but d computer is just too addictive lah! not to worry though, i'm studying after this. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i slept at 4. studied until 3 with little distractions here and there. at 3, i felt sleepy so i went to bed. PRETENDED to be asleep so that abg faris will hurry up and finish using d computer. haha. and THEN, i cried myself to sleep again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i've been really really sensitive and touchy lately. no idea why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just came back from lot 1. went on a date with my mp3 player again. planned to go to d library but it was closed. met yana to get my cd and to pass her something. bought pens at popular. don't know where my pens went. i know one is with a certain teacher. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and oh, saw nanachica when i was abt to enter lot 1. smiled smiled and i continued walking. she's preeeeeetty! =) saw a few other ppl that i knew. said hie and walked away. haha. wasn't in d mood to talk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;saw my old neighbour at yew tee. she couldn't recognise me at first. haha. she said i look very different now. don't know lah kan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm giving up already. my feelings are changing fast. so yea, i think this is for d best lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there's one thing that can make me smile and forget abt all my problems for a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MCFLY'S "ALL ABOUT YOU" VIDEO. go watch it if u haven't k. danny's freakingly adorable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okok, i'm really going to be away these few days. i mean it this time. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;nothing's going right.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111494546716554968?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111494546716554968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111494546716554968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111494546716554968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111494546716554968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/05/yes-i-know-i-said-ill-be-away.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111483978845616819</id><published>2005-04-30T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T22:46:55.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cried myself to sleep last night due to extreme stupidity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ohh well. no big deal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm going to be away for a while. i'll come back after d exams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm quitting eldds due to some personal reasons. i just need mommy's permission.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;had tuition just now. abg zhaf came to my place. he taught me coordinate geometry which i don't really understand. i still don't actually. haha. i'm not confident lah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he thinks he's super gorgeous. urm he IS, but no need to gloat lah. hahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;after tuition, studied abit. ate my lunch cum dinner. had enough of books so i decided to watch 'samara' with mommy. not THAT scary lah. maybe because i spent half of d time laughing at mommy because she was covering her eyes. hahaha. so cute lah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a word of warning. i've been feeling sensitive and touchy these past few days. pls don't try to agitate and hurt me okay? i've gone through enough of that. so yes, however tempting it is, pls don't agitate or hurt me. u know how it is when everything is bottled up inside of u that u feel like crying and screaming? yea, thats how i feel right now. so pls don't try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm not sleeping today. because i'll be up all night studying. and try as i might, i don't think i'd be able to sleep today. so so so so so many things in my mind. and samara has permanently planted herself in my brain. NO, I AM NOT SCARED. okay, maybe abit. =/ but she's still not d main reason why i can't sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm thinking of something, somewhere, somehow. but not someone. yea i'm a liar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and i'm thinking of THEM. yes, THEM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and i'm wondering how my remaining secondary life will be like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i never wanted it to be this way. i never asked to know you in d first place. so why are you permanently etched in my brain? trying to win samara over eh? haha. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yea. i'm thinking of oh-so-many things right now. when i really shld be thinking of sri lanka, northern ireland, russia and china. not to mention algebra and indices. i just can't get those things out of my brain lah. and my brain is running out of space. helpppppppppp!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'll be away for now. gd luck to everyone for their MYE. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111483978845616819?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111483978845616819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111483978845616819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111483978845616819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111483978845616819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/04/cried-myself-to-sleep-last-night-due.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111478338821344176</id><published>2005-04-29T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T22:03:08.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oooookay. i have nothing exciting to update abt. but knowing me, i'll come up with something SOON. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;went to sch as per normal. hated it cos it simply sucked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;someone tried to be sarcastic today. she said something to her friend loudly, with hope that i would react to what she was saying. hahahaha. gimme a break okay? i don't even UNDERSTAND what u were trying to say! i only understood d "sial" part. what big sial and small sial? they're still sial for heaven's sake. sheesh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but just one piece of advice : work on it and i'll TRY my VERY best to act hurt by ur sarcasm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;after sch, went home. took a LONG LONG LONG bath, got dressed and went out. met nami and we went to civics to study. after studying, talked abt lotsa things over dinner with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm on d phone right now so its abit difficult for me to think of some more things to write about. so i guess i'll end here okay. i'll try to update tomorrow..  =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wondering why ppl can't keep their comments to themselves.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111478338821344176?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111478338821344176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111478338821344176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111478338821344176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111478338821344176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/04/oooookay.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111451772090313565</id><published>2005-04-27T15:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T15:43:48.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;deleted yesterday's post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;because now i realise that EVERYONE resorts to hypocrisy. like it or not, i'd just have to deal with it. even though i'm pretty sure that i can't. i'd just HAVE TO. ohh well. hypocrisy or no hypocrisy, school still sucks to the core. i just hate it when everyone pretends that i don't exist, u know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mom fetched me home early today. my stomach felt kinda funny so i called her up during recess. now i'm just gonna have to put up with those frequent toilet trips. haish. if u're erm.. smart enough, u'll know what i'm suffering from. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;went to d polyclinic straight from sch. lucky me, d toilet there was super clean. haha.. mom went for her regular check-up and i went to see d doctor. she wanted to give me MC for tomorrow but i said no. yes, once again, i admit that i really really REALLY hate going to school but considering d lessons that i have tomorrow, i settled for an excuse for PE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyways, talked to mom abt my hair. i'm thinking of cutting it short. mom said i look like a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;mak nenek&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; now with long hair. sheeeeeesh. i'm still considering cutting it short. and u KNOW how bad i am at making decisions. haha.. help me make a decision pls? lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i just finished making changes to my msn messenger contacts list. i blocked and deleted 30 over ppl i think. because from 110 contacts, i'm left with 72.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and yes, i'm back to having msn messenger in my com. no more webmessenger for me! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okay i think i'm done here for today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;nobody has any idea how much i feel like crying just by stepping into school.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111451772090313565?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111451772090313565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111451772090313565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111451772090313565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111451772090313565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/04/deleted-yesterdays-post.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111442447711051482</id><published>2005-04-25T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T18:37:24.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;school went fine today. talked to ppl who didn't know i exist. nyahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okay so anyways, today was fine. i'm worried about my geog though. after sch, accompanied nami as she served detention. talked to a few sec 1s. they claimed i looked abit different. hahahaha.. then i saw some ppl i didn't want to see. &lt;em&gt;kalau tak nak senyum, tak payah lah okay? tak mintak pun senyum tuu. simpan untuk org lain ajelah ye.. &lt;/em&gt;saw kak asilah today. she's getting prettier everyday! missed her loads. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ohh yea, many many thankius to iqah for giving me one of her clips and paying for my drink during recess. i wanna pay u backkkkkkkkk! i'm gonna give u a treat soon lah okay? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thats it. i've had enough of everything.. i've had enough of being judged by my looks. wtf wtf wtf wtf wtf wtf wtf. seriously, I'VE HAD ENOUGH. say whatever u want abt how i look like, i don't think i care anymore. ignore me just because of my looks. u're just plain SHALLOW okay? ppl give me crap like how they look at personality and attitude. that's just CRAP. i've had enough lah seriously. i wish i knew who that guy was so i could have kicked his rear end for doing that to my friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yada yada yada. i just uploaded d pics that we took last saturday. have fun looking and critisizing. and ohh yea, i included a pic of me in my sch uniform so u can see how ugly i am in sch uni. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v339/laydeeb/bite.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;yana biting into her burger..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v339/laydeeb/burger.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;hahahaha. yana yana~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v339/laydeeb/cute.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i like this one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v339/laydeeb/iqah.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;this is the cute iqah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v339/laydeeb/iqaaaaa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;this is ME trying to look like iqah and failing desperately. haha.. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v339/laydeeb/namira.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;this is the camera-shy namira. my good-est of all good friends. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v339/laydeeb/evilyana.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;the evil side of yana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v339/laydeeb/nite2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;me before going to sleeeeeep. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v339/laydeeb/schuni.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;this is meeee in sch uni. pardon the editting. my face too shiny uh. hahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okayy dats all. there's some more actually. hahah. so yea, judge me all u want. i'm not pretty? tell me something i don't already know. =) okayy whatever. i don't want SOME ppl to say that i'm asking for compliments. yes, whatever. say what u want lah k..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111442447711051482?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111442447711051482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111442447711051482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111442447711051482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111442447711051482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/04/school-went-fine-today.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111433949064234292</id><published>2005-04-24T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T18:44:50.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my deepest apologies for not updating. my computer was infested with some virus and i couldn't update. ohh yea, which reminds me, SORRY to ppl who received some url through msn. really SORRY.. the irritating thing was bloody automatic. sorry lah okay? really sorry really sorry. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i reformatted my computer already. but the thing is, there's no more MSN messenger 6.2. there's only version 7. and my eldest brother doesn't allow me to download messenger 7. so everytime i wanna go msn, i'll have to go from webmessenger. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the past few days have been okayy. went studying with iqah yana and nami yesterday.. took alot of pics. yet to be uploaded. will upload them sooooon! alot of candid pics. haha. niceeeee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;very very bored right now. not on a good mood actually. because of something that someone did. and weirdly enough, that someone is on d fone with me now. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aunt just called. i'm having tuition later at 1930. i'm still not getting ready yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;studied already just now. gonna go on mugging mode this coming few days. don't know if i'll have time to update my blog. i'll try to make time okay? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okay i'm gonna go get ready for tuition now. i will update when i have the time and i'll upload the pics soon too okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;replies to taggers :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;eZa-DOLL&lt;/span&gt; : yea he's cuteeeeee! ehehe. thanx yea! *hugs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*nadz&lt;/span&gt; : mataer kau? ishk. jgn sebok lah okay? hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;x.xidah&lt;/span&gt; : okay dokay. will link u up soon enough! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i K ! N&lt;/span&gt; : haha. i loveee everything bout him! =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*nadz&lt;/span&gt; : u have a nice weekend too yea! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Covergirl&lt;/span&gt; : happy mugging to you too.. take care! *hugs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;PrInCeSs aZie&lt;/span&gt; : yay u're backkkkkk! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*nadz&lt;/span&gt; : computer aku rosak lah. miss u too! haha. u take care too k? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okayyyyyyy i'm ouuuuuuut. my mood's all gone lah seriously..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thanx for tagging okay? carry on tagging! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111433949064234292?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111433949064234292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111433949064234292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111433949064234292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111433949064234292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-deepest-apologies-for-not-updating.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111408441598167894</id><published>2005-04-21T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T19:53:35.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;school was okay. something happened but i don't think i wanna go on a full dissing mode. my mood's all goneeeeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;had a great time after sch with kak farah. i'm so jealous. haha.. kidding. he's perfeeeeeeeeeeect for you! good luck okay? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wahh so many ppl are in love. i'm in love too! with Christopher Ashton Kutcher. hahaha. i know. DREAM ON.. well a girl can most certainly dream, no? haha. Christopher Ashton Kutcher is cute okayyyy? ohh well. i'm not in a rush or anything like that. bcoz i love my chrissy! hahahahahh. okay i'll stop now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;now that i don't feel like going on a full dissing mode, i don't know what to blog abt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;life has been a total blur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;but i'll miss you, that's for sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hahaha. just some rhyme i came up with a few minutes ago. it doesn't even ryhmeeeee right. don't know what's wrong with me lah. okay no mood! toodles then. MYE is drawing neaaaaaaaaaaaaaar! i'm so dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111408441598167894?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111408441598167894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111408441598167894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111408441598167894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111408441598167894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/04/school-was-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111390397840777970</id><published>2005-04-19T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T17:46:18.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i just got back from school. had this science mock exam which i forgot about until this morning. haha. so tiredddddddd.. it's scorching hot outside. i want rain! i want rain!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyways, took my NAPFA five stations test just now. and yes, i failed my standing broadjump. by a few cm. it went fine, i guess. considering that i'm not really physically fit. nyahahaha. failing one is a-okay to me. and urm i'm kinda surprised at my timing for shuttle run. whoa whoa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i haven't stopped coughing and my nose is still running. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;malas lah nak kejar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. haha okay. lame, atiqah, lame. okay and so, yes, i AM still sick. i wanna stop being sickkkkkkkk..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i feel lonely being home alone. so suuuuuuunyi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and time for story of the day! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;chey mmg dah mcm gossip column&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. hahahah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yes i'm feeling better today. i didn't look forward to school this morning but i went anyways. and yea, what a few people told me didn't really gave me d shock of my life. i kinda expected this already lah. and i had this HUGE feeling that someone was mad at me for some apparent reason yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lets just say someone spread stories which are so totally un-true. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;mcm fitnah lah gitu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;chey first time nie difitnahhhh..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hahahah. really lah. if she wants to tarnish my name, there are abt a million other ways to do so. why choose this? she got fauziana backing her up. fauziana believed her i guess. so much that she talked to me awkwardly just now. yea, but whatever. my conscience is clear. i didn't do like what she said i did. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;kau nak fitnah, fitnahlah sepuas puas hati kau&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. i'm not gonna get affected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okayy i'm feeling abit tired. guess i'll be off to la-la land in just a jiffy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i don't hate myself anymore. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but i still hate those hypocritical ppl. *coughs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and i wanna watch guess whoooooooo! ashton kutcher so cute! *melts* but have to wait until after exams. =( anyone wanna go with meeeeee? hahaha. public advertisement eh. and i wanna go shopping. and i wanna go out with my friends. wahh so many plans! hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and oh btw, i didn't get the part. haha. which means i'm FREE TO GO ON A HOLIDAY IN JUNE! how happy can i get? hahaha. a teeny weeny bit disappointed but its all good! at least i can enjoy my june holidays. right grrls? ehehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okayyyyy i'm off to la-la land. i wanna dream of ashton. my chrisssssssssy! hahah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111390397840777970?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111390397840777970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111390397840777970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111390397840777970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111390397840777970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-just-got-back-from-school.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111383342090588671</id><published>2005-04-18T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T22:10:20.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;have u ever felt so pissed that u wish u could change everyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well i'm feeling that exactly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i just got told off for something i didn't do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and have i mentioned that i'm hating school?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okay I HATE SCHOOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I HATE MY CLASS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I HATE THOSE HYPOCRITICAL PEOPLE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I HATE MYSELF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111383342090588671?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111383342090588671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111383342090588671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111383342090588671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111383342090588671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/04/have-u-ever-felt-so-pissed-that-u-wish.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111382116704494322</id><published>2005-04-18T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T18:46:07.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wow. i'm super super bored. or like sha* prefers to say it, "locked in the boredom threshold". chey! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so anyways. sch went on as per normal. erm not THAT normal lah. because i fell asleep in history class and i have my medicines to blame for that. haha. i felt so sick........  and so nauseated by some ppl's behaviour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fauziana and i got called by mr cheng after recess. erm have i mentioned how i HATE prefects? well i really do. we got called because apparently, some childish prefect [HUSAINI] complained to mr cheng that we were rude. i don't know abt fauziana's story but here's mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he got me at a totally bad time. it was after recess and i was already feeling pissed abt SOME ppl who erm, i don't know. they just pissed d toot outta me. so yea. he started everything. i was already pissed and he had to add on to everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;annoying one : atiqah, why aren't you in line?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;me : how shld I know? *walks away*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;annoying one : COME HERE RIGHT NOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;me : what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;annoying one : where's your nametag?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;me : hilang lah! sebok apsal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then that little [and i mean, LITTLE] childish rat went to complain to mr cheng. hah. mr cheng didn't punish us or anything like that. just a firm warning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;results to d audition not out yet. tomorrow maybe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and yeah, i just don't know what the term "friend" mean anymore. because everyone seems fake. and PLASTIC. i can't be bothered anymore. i have feelings too in case u haven't noticed.. and i can know when someone doesn't like my presence. if d sight of me irks u, fine. i'll leave u alone. whatever lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm on d phone with zul now. haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so toodles then!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111382116704494322?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111382116704494322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111382116704494322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111382116704494322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111382116704494322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/04/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111373106817793326</id><published>2005-04-17T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T17:49:57.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;heyyyy. went to d macdonald's at yew tee to study with yana today. got bored soon after that and so we went home. less fun because iqah wasn't there. ahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yana helped me with maths. THANK YOU SO MUCH. =) so i won't be totoally clueless when i go for tuition later. thanx again! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;talked with zul on d phone just now. i didn't know he was recording our conversation when he asked me to sing "its all about you" so i gladly obliged lah. coz i can sing already! haha. then he played back d recording. i was so shocked and super speechless. and he recorded my super merepek voicemail greeting. don't know what he wanna do with d recordings with my voice in them. haha. weirdd lah he.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;took some pics. i'm so in love with my pooh. yes, d yellow coloured bear thingys. ehehe. so cute! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v339/laydeeb/meandpooh.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;me and my pooh! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v339/laydeeb/blackandwhite.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;me! haha. looking chubby-er.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v339/laydeeb/pooh.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my pooh! so kiyooooooooot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha. okay okay. i need to go already. my brother wants to use d computer. see, i TRY to be a good sister. nyahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111373106817793326?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111373106817793326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111373106817793326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111373106817793326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111373106817793326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/04/heyyyy.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111365788714985977</id><published>2005-04-16T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T21:31:03.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ooookay. is nobody's visiting or is nobody's visiting? because nobody's tagging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha. okay maybe i shld update abit more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my life so far has been super boring. i'm sitting at home, stressing over d upcoming Mid-Year-Examinations and stressing over &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;a whole lot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of other issues. its no wonder i'm super sick, according to my mom. ohh well, mothers. hah. according to her, i think too much. i shld be more laid-back.. hahaha. I WISH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm just stressed over d fact that d Mid-Year-Examinations are just a few weeks away and i just missed 1 whole week of school just because of d high fever i had. why i didn't go to sch?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1] i had a week of MC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2] YOU wouldn't want an always-coughing girl in YOUR class would YOU?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3] i would risk my friends being sick and being d "nice" ppl they are, they'd blame me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so next monday i'll be busy looking for subject teachers trying to get everything covered. i can't get my tutor to call me! i tried calling him and he's apparently on attachment. which makes everything even more difficult than it already is because i don't freaking understand COORDINATE GEOMETRY. i'm seriously gonna die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and speaking of monday, d casting results are out on monday. considering that i completely screwed-up d last audition yesterday with my funny voice and lack of energy, d part that i was auditioning for would surely be filled by nadia and namira with one of them as d understudy. i was so bad yesterdayyyy. and to think that it was video-recorded. ohh man ohh man ohh man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there were some issues yesterday. don't get me started on how ppl who claims to be my "friends" can get so ugh. because trust me, if i start, i will take up half of this whole compose box. and besides, i don't feel like dissing people TODAY. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm still sick even until now. no more fever. all thanks to my mom's air badak thingys.. i wonder why d water is called "air badak". OKAY DON'T TELL ME. i don't think i wanna know. so anyways, i'm still coughing like nobody's business.. and i've been dying to sing. i wanna sing but everytime i try to, i'll cough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okay before u go "ohh no wonder its raining..", in case u haven't been clued in, humans cannot make rain happen. err hello? isn't that obvious? sheesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm still worried about d whole audition and d whole Mid-Year-Examinations thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and i hate my voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111365788714985977?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111365788714985977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111365788714985977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111365788714985977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111365788714985977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/04/ooookay.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111362890722807024</id><published>2005-04-16T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T13:21:47.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;right. i'm back..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;with nothing more to say. YET.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i have no idea what to blog about. seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so yada yada yada. lets see if this works out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i wish everyone would stop being plastic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ohh well, thats LIFE for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i just want you to know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if you lose your way, i won't let you go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111362890722807024?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111362890722807024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111362890722807024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111362890722807024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111362890722807024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/04/right.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111328573388116354</id><published>2005-04-12T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T14:02:13.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yay after 2 whole years of blogging, i finally have a tagger who had something negative to say! how happy can i get? sheeeeesh *sarcastic smile* hahaha. thank you so very much for tagging but its definitely NOT appreciated okay? keep ur comments OFF my tagboard, dammit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i deleted all my tags. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lets review what d tag read okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it had something to do with me being rude for rejecting compliments and me wanting more than 1 compliment. wtf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;let me, once and for all, make this clear to everyone okay. I, NURATIQAH BTE MUSA am not being rude by rejecting all ur compliments. i deny and say that i am not what u claim i am because i really am not. ask &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;anyone&lt;/span&gt; who has seen me in real life. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm fat and super ugly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. so i'm in NO position to accept that compliment. if i do, that's being SHAMELESS okay? which is worst than being rude. so to everyone whom i have rejected their compliments, i'm sorry if u think i'm being rude. i'm sincerely sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;go on, TRY ME. ask anyone at all. my classmates, my brothers, my schoolmates and ppl who has seen me in real life. i'm fat and super ugly. REALLY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so bottomline is, i can't bring myself to accept ppl's compliments because to me, it is SO not true. i'm not being rude. and neither do i expect more compliments to assure me okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i repeat, i honestly feel that i'm in NO position to accept ur compliments. i don't need re-assuring either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and wtf. i don't WANT more than 1 compliment. how do u know? are u psychic or is there a statement in my blog which clearly states "COMPLIMENT ME!". is there? i'm afraid not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so ruckass or rufus [isn't that a dog's name] or jackass even, get off my case okay? i think i've got everything straightened out. its entirely up to u to believe me. just one thing, get off my bloody case okay? i'm not like what u think i am. i don't expect compliments from ppl. because i am too used to getting insults instead. so there. i've made my point. if u're still not contented, there's always that little 'X' sign. go click on it and get d hell outta here. don't further contaminate my already clean tagboard. thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm still sick and i don't think i need this right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;like i said, dissers who can't keep their comments to themselves shld really get their own tagboard and diss themselves all they want. tagboards are FREE for goodness' sake!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okay i don't think i shld make things worst so to him/her/it, i'm sorry to hear that u think that way abt me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and to everyone else, lesson to be learnt, NEVER compliment me. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111328573388116354?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111328573388116354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111328573388116354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111328573388116354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111328573388116354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/04/yay-after-2-whole-years-of-blogging-i.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111319187128294276</id><published>2005-04-11T12:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T11:57:51.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just got back from d doctor's. she said my temperature was too high..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i got MC for 2 days. but i think i'll be coming to sch tomorrow since MYE is drawing near.. excuse for PE for a whole week but then i'm gonna have to take my 2.4 on wednesday or i'll fail everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i have 5 medicines altogether. and everything costs $44. sucha rip off.. so expensiveeeeee. and mom said she's gonna have to cut my allowance. haishx..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i tried scanning but my scanner is spoilt. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;d medicine i just took is making me sleeeeeeepy. and mom keeps asking me to go sleep so that she can use d computer. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;mentang2lah dah tau pakai computer!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okay good nyte everybody! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111319187128294276?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111319187128294276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111319187128294276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111319187128294276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111319187128294276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/04/just-got-back-from-d-doctors.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111313686839054628</id><published>2005-04-10T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T06:23:32.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha. my temperature was 39.3 when i went out of d hse. i didn't look sick at all! its just d temperature. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;went out to town today. met ayie [he's a friend] at jurong east and then we went to town.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;THERE WERE SO SO SO MANY PPL. and d scorching hot weather didn't help at all! it was SO hot. we couldn't decide where to go and then we ended up at coffee bean scotts. haha. and stupid me, i ordered something milky when i was sure that my stomach was having problems.. couldn't finish d drink. went to heeren next and walked ard. my stomach started to hurt so i went to d restroom. haha. and d funny part was i was just sitting at one corner, trying to bear with d pain. and my mood was gone for awhile. then soon after, d pain was gone. hahaha. he wanted to take neoprints. i didn't want to at first. haha. i was so indecisive i think it got to his nerves! haha. sorry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so we took neoprints. 2 at heeren. den we went to cineleisure to take another. which was a HUGE mistake! the machine sucks to d core and it didn't look nice at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;overall, i had fun and i had alot of laughs. except for d pics at cineleisure which pissed d both of us off! we both agreed that it was ugly. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so anyways, my temperature now is 39.4.. went up abit. and i'm suffering frm a major headache and a bad cough. right now, i need to sleep! my legs and hands are numb already. so, goodbye! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111313686839054628?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111313686839054628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111313686839054628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111313686839054628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111313686839054628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/04/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111309122962376610</id><published>2005-04-10T08:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T10:04:54.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;psst.. can i ask u something? is 38.6 considered &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;high fever&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i've been dry coughing since last nite. i woke up at 7 just now.. my throat was painful and felt kinda itchy. hahaha. i don't know how to describe lah.. but when it feels itchy, i'll cough. but there's no phlegm or anything. hahahaha. yea i know. GROSS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my throat was super super painful. i was lying in bed semi-conscious.. my eyes felt heavy and everything. my hands and feet were super cold and when i put my hand on my forehead and neck, it was HOT HOT HOT. so i decided to get up and look for my thermometer. first it was 38.1. den it went up to 38.2. den it went down to 38.1 again. i just took my temperature and its 38.6 now. but surprisingly, my forehead and neck don't feel hot at all.. weirddddd!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm feeling abit headach-y now. and oh, i sound like a bapok frm thailand. hahaha. *winks at kak mar*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its scorching hot outside. and i'm gonna have to clean my super messy room by 11am today or else i can't go out. yea, i'm going out later.. completed my homeworks yesterday. and i'm left with 4 more mths to go for d adam khoo 6 mths plan. IF my mom allows me to go to sch in this condition, i'll have to complete that bloody thing by tonight..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and yea, i'm not really confident that i'm gonna have fun today. not in this condition and i'm not really feeling good abt myself. u know, low self-confidence thing today.. yea, i'm having that. haha.. its a disorder which i usually suffer from every time i plan to go out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*screams* i'm fat fat fat and super super ugly. no wait, make that super super fugly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hahaha. i'm gonna have a bad day today. really? =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111309122962376610?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111309122962376610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111309122962376610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111309122962376610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111309122962376610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/04/psst.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111302060103458530</id><published>2005-04-09T12:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T12:25:44.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hello hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my tuition starts at 1 today. but i'm still in my room, sitting in frnt of d computer. and psst, i haven't bathe yet. muahahahaha.. i am gonna be lateeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanx to ppl who tagged. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thanx to ppl who attempted to make me happier. THANK YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my friends! my net friends too! love u guys! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really gonna be late if i don't start bathing now. haha.. and my mom gave me d shock of my life when she came into my room and switched on d computer while i was still sleeping. wow. didn't know my mom was tech-and-computer-savvy.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;hahaha. so next time, don't judge a book by how old it looks&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. oops! in case u're reading this mom, i'm sorry for that! hahahahahahaha.&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/9044449-111302060103458530?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111302060103458530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111302060103458530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111302060103458530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111302060103458530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/04/hello-hello-my-tuition-starts-at-1.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111287440337735476</id><published>2005-04-07T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T19:57:04.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm back from sch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ok ferst, THANK YOU SO SO SO SO MUCH FOR TAGGING, EVERYONE. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;replies to taggers -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;iqah&lt;/span&gt; : hahahaha. insyaAllah.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;yana&lt;/span&gt; : yea i miss YOU and the others! really! hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;kyn&lt;/span&gt; : haha. thanx. get well soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*nadz&lt;/span&gt; : haha. thanx! i hate d medicines tho.. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;farhan&lt;/span&gt; : ntah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*nadz&lt;/span&gt; : its ready. tak nmpk kau kat msn mcmane nak pass, pinggan? ahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;huda&lt;/span&gt; : thank you huda! miss ya okay? haha. u tc too! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okie dokie. THANK YOU AGAIN FOR TAGGING! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my day went okay today. didn't know sch was this fun. hahaha.. can't wait for tomorrow. we'll be having our group auditions. wish me luck pls! ehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and yea my voice is back to normal. but my throat still hurts real bad.. in class, i drew on jeremy's arms. muahaha. filled with someone's name.. then seng ying saw and wanted a girl's name written on his arm too. haha. and they were wondering how come i can write so nicely. LOL.. this is what u get for not paying attention during penmanship class in kindergarten! =P hahahahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yana, iqah, farah, nadia and fau are really great to be with. had a fun-tastic time! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ok now time for me to vent my anger. saw &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt; again today. yes, he's freaking cute but i don't know why i'm pissed. like really pissed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;he's just a typical fcuking fuctard who fcuking goes for fcuking good looks which i fcuking &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;DON'T HAVE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/u&gt; and therefore he still fcuking likes that fcuking girl who is so fcuking pretty. i am so fcuking pissed that guys these days only goes for fcuking looks. what the fcuking hell is wrong with them? okay maybe i am just being so fcuking jealous that i don't have fcuking good looks like some fcuking ppl. that typical fcuking fuctard does not even fcuking acknowledge my fcuking existence. so being the fcuking stupid girl that i am, i still can't fcuking get over fcuking fuctards like him. so what the fcuking hell is wrong with ME?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okay i am so not feeling good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i sincerely apologise for the vulgarities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111287440337735476?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111287440337735476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111287440337735476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111287440337735476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111287440337735476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/04/im-back-from-sch-ok-ferst-thank-you-so.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111277002781210770</id><published>2005-04-06T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T14:47:07.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i have a really sore throat. i even sounded like a guy when i woke up just now.. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ohh yea, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;HAPPY 15th BIRTHDAY FAUZIANA AND SENG YING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;went to d polyclinic just now.. waited for a long long time until it was my turn. haha. and to think that i took only 5 minutes inside d doctor's room. she said that my throat's really sore and that i'm having throat infection. hahahaha. hopefully after taking d medicine, i won't sound like a guy anymore yea? haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there was this couple quarreling at cck interchange. and then d guy confronted this grp of boys just because they were looking as he and his gf shouted at each other. wtf? he even was about to punch one of d boys in d face. hahaha.. stoooooopid sia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyways, it's very difficult for me to swallow my food. painful seh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and surprisingly, i kinda miss school. hahahahahahahahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its still d same thing. i don't know what the hell is wrong but i hate this okay? if u're not happy with me about anything at all, pls tell me. by keeping quiet and treating me like this, it doesn't help at all.. and u know how much i hate hypocrites right? pls stop being fake and tell me if anything is wrong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;actually, i kinda knew this was gonna happen. haha.. honestly speaking, i'm kinda sick and tired of everything. sometimes it pisses me off u know? no wait, it pisses me off ALL THE TIME. stop treating me like this will ya? if i did anything wrong, i'm terribly sorry. stop this. pls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okay okay okay okay okay,  i miss &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;. enough with the interrogation already ok everyone?! hahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111277002781210770?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111277002781210770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111277002781210770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111277002781210770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111277002781210770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-have-really-sore-throat.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111269608097428395</id><published>2005-04-05T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T18:14:40.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sorry for not updating yesterday. guess what? I ALREADY WAS SLEEPING AT 5PM. haha.. sorry again! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY KHATIJA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hope u like d present yea? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ok anyways, today was an okay day for me. had our class photo taking session just now.. haha. i definitely will look ugly in those photos. hahaha. so not nice lah! and we showed our vanity by rushing to find mirrors. haha. kecohhhh! &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;3a rocks&lt;/span&gt; no matter what okay? ahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;d physics practical test was horrible. i'm gonna fail FOR SURE.. haishx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i was messing with my hair infrnt of d big mirrors when&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; ms yap&lt;/span&gt; walked past. i greeted her. den she stopped and said...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"ohh yah &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;atiqah&lt;/span&gt;, i just want to tell u that u have shown improvement in d maths common test.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wow. that really made my day.. she's giving out d papers tomorrow. i got a borderline pass i think.. don't know lah! she didn't say how much i got. she only said i showed improvement.. so yea, i think it means that i only got a borderline pass. ohh well, at least i improved! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i have my cousin to thank lah actually. he was d one who tutored me.. even though i only had 4 lessons with him, i think he helped alot already. he helped me understand better. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then after sch went to mcd with &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;yana&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;farah&lt;/span&gt;. so kecoh lah! talked about lots of stuff and laughed and laughed and laughed. hahaha.. thanx to &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;yana &lt;/span&gt;for helping me with maths. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okay i wanna read and maybe sleep after that. no homework for me! weeets! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111269608097428395?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111269608097428395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111269608097428395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111269608097428395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111269608097428395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/04/sorry-for-not-updating-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111251687840633951</id><published>2005-04-03T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T18:05:13.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yep. changed my blog song again.. nice song hehs? i just love d lyrics lahhh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sorry for not updating yesterday.. i went to town with namira to look for fauziana's present and then went to tuition. bumped into d sec 4s in 190. with their skim boards and everything. hah. no comment lah yer! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm bored to death today. haha. eh and it has been raining almost everyday now.. cool! i just looooooooooooooooooooooooove the rain. especially just now when i went to limbang, it was about to rain and so i looked up and saw dark clouds moving; covering d clear clouds. d view was amazinggggggggg! i love looking at clouds! ehehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in case u're wondering wth this song has to do with me and my life.. i'm having a relapse lah. i mean, i had a crush on someone.. it kinda faded and now its back to haunt me again. hahahahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh and btw, when i was in d bus yesterday, there was a middle-aged couple sitting in front of me. d man was reading a newspaper and d lady was kaypo-ing. and guess what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;D MAN INSERTED HIS INDEX FINGER INTO HIS NOSTRIL AND DUG HIS NOSE IN PUBLIC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wth? i just stared. d lady didn't seem to mind.. and what disgusted me d most was that d man simply flicked god-knows-what-was-inside-his-nose off his fingers. eww eww eww. at least do it at home lah! tsk tsk.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okay sorry if i grossed u out. hahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;simple plan - everytime&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it was 3 AM when you woke me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and we jumped in the car and drove as far as we could go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just to get away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we talked about our lives, until the sun came up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;and now i'm thinking about how i wish i could go back&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;just for one more day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;one more day with you&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;*everytime i see your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;everytime you look my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's like it all falls into place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;everything feels right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ever since you walked away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you left my life in disarray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;all i want is one more day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;all i need is one more day with you&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when the car broke down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we just kept walkin along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;until we hit this town &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there was nothing there at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but that was all okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we spent all our money on stupid things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but if i looked back now, i'd probably give it all away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just for one more day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;one more day with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;repeat *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;now i'm sittin here, like we used to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i think about my life and how there's nothing i won't do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just for one more day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;one more day with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;everytime i see your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;everytime you look my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's like it all falls into place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;everything feels right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;everytime i hear your name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;everytime i feel the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's like it all falls into place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;everything, everything feels right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you walked away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just one more day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;it's all i need,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;one more day with you..&lt;/u&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/9044449-111251687840633951?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111251687840633951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111251687840633951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111251687840633951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111251687840633951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/04/yep.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111235376425958006</id><published>2005-04-01T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T19:15:50.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hello hello! i came to sch late today. went out of d hse at 7++.. but i still managed to reach on time! haha. something happened last nite but i rather not talk about it okay? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sch was FUN just now. ok, yea d lessons were plain BORING but i'm referring to d after-school FUN. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;btw.. just now in commemoration of april fool's day, d sec 3 express classes changed classes to confuse d teachers. haha. my class [3A] went to 3B. it was ms yap's maths lesson. but she cannot be fooled lah.. she was so "cool". no blurness detected. so it didn't really work with ms yap. haha. so class, lets try doing that one more time next yr if we get a different teacher.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;after sch, it was only me and &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;yana&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;fauziana&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;iqah&lt;/span&gt; were chosen for d dance thing tomorrow. so yea, while waiting for them, we sat at d canteen. then went to limbang to buy chocs and went to d shop nearby. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;yana&lt;/span&gt; wanted to look at &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;shafiq!&lt;/span&gt; nyahaha. understandable lah eh &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;yana&lt;/span&gt;? ehehe. we went back to sch, ate our chocs and went to d shop again. and again. haha.. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;yana&lt;/span&gt; couldn't get enough of looking at &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;shafiq!&lt;/span&gt; hahahaha. but i don't mind lah.. understand, understood and understandable. lets do that again next week! haha. i laughed alot.. thanx &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;yana&lt;/span&gt;, really needed that. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then had eldds. drama lah basically.. haha. we had auditions for our sch's ten-year-anniversary performance. i think &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;fauziana's &lt;/span&gt;DEFINITELY gonna get d lead role. i auditioned but i think&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; nadia's&lt;/span&gt; gonna get that part. haha. wth lahh.. if not, worst to worst, i'll be d stage manager or d make-up IC. HAH. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;matilaa korg!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; muahahhahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;here comes d weird part. i was sitting with&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; iqah&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;yana&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; iqah&lt;/span&gt; was imitating our instructor.. we laughed. then after a while, everyone was silent. just then, our instructor's face came into my mind. then i laugh lah! u know, those kind of laughter which really can make ur stomach hurt? yea, that kind. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;namira&lt;/span&gt; thought i was possessed. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;puteri&lt;/span&gt; thought i was crazy. maybe because i didn't stop. i did stop, but i continued again.. i laughed alot for no reason.. haha. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;puteri&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; yana&lt;/span&gt; kept doing some signal. haha. *puts index finger on forehead* yelah, aku giler.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tomorrow, we have some sch event at ecp. seriously, how &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;merepek &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;can our sch get? sports day is abolished to make way for family day this year? wth? my family's not even gonna be there. okay i really can't make a decision if i am going right now. i'm lazy and i don't wanna see some ppl but i don't wanna miss out on d fun! haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;gonna have to make a decision soon. okay guess dats all for today. i saw&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt; him&lt;/span&gt; again today! freakingly cute lahhhhhhhh.. can i have permission to melt pls? eheheh. oops! =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111235376425958006?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111235376425958006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111235376425958006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111235376425958006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111235376425958006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/04/hello-hello-i-came-to-sch-late-today.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111225921788495580</id><published>2005-03-31T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T17:13:32.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okay actually nothing much to update. except that i feel so so so sleepy. yes, i know.. pls don't say "go sleep lah idiot" ok? haha. i'm sleeping laterrr..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sch was okay. thursdays just cannot get any fun-ner. we watched and laughed as fau did her hair into many many different hairstyles.. haha. funny lah she! and sitting on the floor beside her, i can't help but notice someone staring at her. i know lah she's pretty. but must CONTROL okay? hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the rain was just so nice. even tho i reached home totally totally drenched, i still had fun playing with the rain. i was carrying the "umbrerrra" [mr ong's style] and walking in the heavy rain. haha. NICE. d "umbrerrra" was of no use actually.. it was fun lah! and not to mention, friggin coldddddddddd. i was shivering sey. yes, even with my thick layer of fat. nyahahaha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if there's one thing i hate about assembly in d parade square in d mornings, it definitely HAS to be mr ong's badly-pronunciated speech. each time he steps on the podium, everyone groans. and he claims he only will take 3 minutes of our time. hullo! he takes at least 7 minutes ok? i wonder if he ever passed his oral examinations before.. LOL. ok, i'm being mean. haha. so kranjians, remember to "bring ur umbrerrras on saturday ok?" hahahahahahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111225921788495580?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111225921788495580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111225921788495580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111225921788495580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111225921788495580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/03/okay-actually-nothing-much-to-update.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111217726579502618</id><published>2005-03-30T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T18:50:12.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm just so sick of hypocrites. if u don't like someone, why even bother to pretend to be "friends"? sympathy - is that it? heh. pls cut the pretence ok? i feel nauseated enough. pretending to care, pretending to be concerned and pretending to be "friends". HAH. forget it ok? i can see right through u and it really is nauseating. and btw, this has absolutely nothing with problems at school. its NOT school.. trust me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sitting with CJ and jeremy has been okay. better than what i expected.. but really, it's still too soon to say anything. so yea, an "okay" is enough. =) at least they don't ignore me. haha. and they give me free sweets! yay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm not looking forward to tomorrow.. not at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to someone : don't worry, he's all yours ok? i know my limits and i don't and won't go for someone else's bf. i'm sorry if i did anything wrong and i hope u'll forgive me. but i seriously don't think i did anything wrong. like i said, there's always a limit in being friends. and u're really pretty. which stupid guy would want to leave u? and i'm not even pretty. so really, don't worry ok? haha. i'll leave him alone if thats what u want lah k.. haha. i did just that already. again, i'm sorry. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ok now dats done, i feel much better. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v339/laydeeb/hahaha.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i DID NOT edit this pic using photoshop. i merely fiddled with d lighting effects. so stop saying that i always edit my pics using photoshop to make myself look better ok? see how fat i look. eh wait, i AM fat. ahahaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111217726579502618?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111217726579502618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111217726579502618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111217726579502618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111217726579502618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/03/im-just-so-sick-of-hypocrites.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111209842386803524</id><published>2005-03-29T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T21:35:57.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wahh so tired today.. i took a short nap just now. was reading this book when i fell asleep. i almost slept through maghrib. so i must thank yana for calling me and sending me an sms. it woke me up. thanx yea! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;things just cannot get any shyttier. after what happened that day, i began to wonder if what the-bald-one said just now was true. when u gain something, u usually will lose something else. dats exactly what happened.. what a life, huh? ok maybe some of u don't understand what i just typed. nvm k..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i browsed through friendster just now.. saw some things which made me have THAT feeling all over again. ok so maybe i AM being stupid by having all these "feelings" and stuff but i don't know lah heh. the feelings' coming back. but no way, i promised myself i won't develop any feelings towards him anymore. HAH. ok i feel stupid. don't mind me k..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i think before i type anymore crap, i better stop now. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;think i'll be off to write testimonials for people. anyone want one? hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;just in case u're wondering, i'm NOT okay, okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm not sorry to say this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but u're definitely not missed.&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/9044449-111209842386803524?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111209842386803524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111209842386803524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111209842386803524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111209842386803524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/03/wahh-so-tired-today.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111200774632371825</id><published>2005-03-28T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T19:06:48.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ok i'm sleepy.. wanna go sleep but then i haven't done my filing for geography. haishx.. and i just spent 2 hrs doing the layout for my brother. cerewet [indecisive] lah that guy. haha. but i'm looking forward to the $20 he promised to give.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;abg, if u're reading this, sorry if its still not done yet. html dier susah lah. by tomorrow k? and yea, u owe me $20! haha. if not i complain to ma. hahaahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mondayyyyy. so tired.. i went to sch looking like shyt. oh wait, i've always gone to sch looking like shyt. haha. yea but today i looked extra shyttier. yesterday i was on d fone until 12 with him. then i went to slp.. woke up at 5 and realised that i got a missed call. stupid lah he/she. called me at 12.30.. i wanna know who that person is tho. the number didn't look familiar at all.. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sch was alright.. ohh yea, i'm being moved again. now i'm sitting in between jeremy and javier. and just now jeremy told me that if he wants to talk to javier, i'd have to lean in front so that they can talk behind me.. haha. i doubt i can concentrate in class.. well, what to do! haishx..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;something happened yesterday which ruined my mood totally. HAH. whatever lah.. i'm okay with everything. and i understand d situation. i'm used to this already. goodbye! FOREVER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh just so u know, i did some changes to my msn contacts. i deleted away quite alot of ppl.. so yea, sorry if i deleted u ok? it was intentional. harhar.. u must have done something to piss me off. well done! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i guess dats all for today. i need to get an attitude adjustment. nyahahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;u were someone but u chose to be no one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so i'm moving on and i hope u'll be gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ok stupid rhyming thing. byebye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111200774632371825?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111200774632371825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111200774632371825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111200774632371825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111200774632371825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/03/ok-im-sleepy.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111191034430405223</id><published>2005-03-27T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T17:21:13.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yay i'm back! missed me? ehehe. i've missed u! muahaha. =P ok ferst of all, THANK YOU for tagging. at least my tagboard wasn't dusty while i was away. harhar.. thank you again for tagging!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;replies to taggers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;+nicole+&lt;/span&gt; : hey hey! thanx for dropping by yea? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;riotgirl2718&lt;/span&gt; : lolx.. no i don't. YOU owe ME meals. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Covergirl`&lt;/span&gt; : sayang u many many also! ehehe. sorry i chnged d song..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*nadz&lt;/span&gt; : harhar. mane ade lawa sey.. kau lagi lawa! simpan ur hair long2 lah.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ZaLiQuE&lt;/span&gt; : hahax. thanx thanx.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;farhan&lt;/span&gt; : which pretty girl's asleep? harhar.. thanx for tagging farhan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;eZa-DoLL&lt;/span&gt; : hahax. nolaaaa.. u're sweeter! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*nadz&lt;/span&gt; : i missed u and ur posts too! i'm updating k.. chill bebeh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okie okie.. lets see what i did ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;on friday, i reached grandma's hse at 6+. nyahahaha. there was only me, kak fiza and my grandma.. abg sabri went out. my grandma so cute lah! she was wearing my little cousin's colourful plastic earrings. haha! and she made sarcastic jokes which made me and kak fiza laugh like we've never laughed before.. and when me and kak fiza wanted to go to kak fiza's hse which was only a few blocks away, grandma pulled a long face. merajuk lah tu! haha! so cuteeeeeeee. slept together in one room. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;on saturday, we had to wake up at 6 to follow grandma to the market. and my grandma kept calling me kambing. =( hahaha. try to figure out why. then, i went out with kak fiza and her bf. wow. i felt like a total lamppost. hahahah. but it was fun lah. then at nite me and kak fiza talked and talked and talked.. then her bf called and they got all mushy mushy so i slept first. nyahaha. it was the first time in the whole week that no one called or sms-ed the whole day. wow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so today, i woke up at 9. ate breakfast. watched teevee.. smsed some people. then bathed, got ready and watch teevee some more and then made my way home with my BIG BIG bag. i looked like a teenager who ran away from home. ahahaha. wahh it feels great to be home. but i got into an argument with my eldest brother even tho i JUST reached home. haishx.. *shakes head*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ok ok ok. so that was how i spent the last 3 days. read a few ppl's blog.. wahh everybody's in love. and suddenly while reading, i felt so "left-behind". everyone's listening to my chemical romance and stuffs. haha.. but wth, right now i'm stuck to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;matchbook romance - promise&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;right now i'm working on abg faris' blog. haha. then i have to revise for my social studies common test tomorrow. my parents still not home yet.. ok i better start doing the blog now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wow. today is really a bad day. hahaha. wth.. dats okay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;psst nadz, miss ya loads! harhar. in fact, i miss everyone. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111191034430405223?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111191034430405223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111191034430405223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111191034430405223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111191034430405223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/03/yay-im-back-missed-me-ehehe.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111167780160397682</id><published>2005-03-24T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T23:36:15.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ok time to post some pics. some stupid pics. nyahaha. outing with nami.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v644/ubernasty/messy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;our messy table..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v644/ubernasty/middle.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;our not-so-messy table..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v644/ubernasty/notmessy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and our not messy table!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v644/ubernasty/black2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nami took this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v644/ubernasty/yum.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wow. yummy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v644/ubernasty/sebok2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha. so sebok and so fat. taken today btw. ahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;psst, i'm supposed to be on hiatus! hahax. ok i'm gone! nites!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111167780160397682?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111167780160397682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111167780160397682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111167780160397682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111167780160397682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/03/ok-time-to-post-some-pics.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111167347403659930</id><published>2005-03-24T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T22:11:14.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm just so happy! everything is okay now. my parents are okay! yay. no more war and d best part of all, no more "what if" questions! weeeeeeeeeeee! hahaha. i'm just freakingly happy that everything is over. i can live peacefully now.. so i'll just have to tell the bald one that i don't think i need counselling anymore. yay for me! ahahaha. i'm happy i'm happy i'm happy. alhamdulillah.. everything turned out to be okay and i don't have to worry abt that anymoreeeeeeee. yay! yay! yay! haha ok i'll stop now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to those who have been there for me when i was feeling down, THANK YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to those who cared and listened, THANK YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to those who helped me emotionally, THANK YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to taggers who cared &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;[eZa-DoLL, katrina, kyn, KeCik, NaDz, Covergirl`-]&lt;/span&gt;, THANK YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to kak mardhiah, kak farah, kak silah and iqah, THANK YOU for being there for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to those i didn't mention but cared, THANK YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111167347403659930?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111167347403659930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111167347403659930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111167347403659930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111167347403659930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/03/im-just-so-happy-everything-is-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044449.post-111165959519431024</id><published>2005-03-24T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T18:19:55.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i cried in school for the second time this year. don't ask me why. all i can say is, i hope HE grows even balder than he already is and have a shiny looking head. oh wait, it already IS shiny. nyahahahaha. ok so now i have to find that book by hook or by crook. haishx.. how seh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;money money money. come to me pls! haha. i wish. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;changed d seating arrangement. i'm sitting next to amoz. and iqah! yay yay yay! hahax. and we got our new timetable already. 40 minutes per period. monday-thursday we're finishing at 1415. and we're finishing at 1255 on fridays. and we have pe twice a week. wahh. so tired sey like dat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ohh great. my computer's infested with spyware again. somebody help!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'll be away from tomorrow till sunday. my parents are going off to malacca with my aunts and uncles. how are they going to survive there? i seriously don't know. lets just hope they'll be fine after coming back from the trip. so i'll be bunking in with my cousins at their house until my parents come back. so yea, i'll be on hiatus till then. i'll miss all of u k? hahax. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;changed my blog song. keep singing this song in class. and iqah got stuck to it. hahaha. so iqah, here's d song. hope u enjoy it yea? &lt;/span&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ransom letter - pug jelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so you stole my heart, and left me a ransom letter&lt;br /&gt;demanding i treat you better, &lt;u&gt;should i ever want it back&lt;/u&gt; and&lt;br /&gt;now i'm all alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;dreams are all forgotten, memories all turned rotten&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's not the same on the phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[*]so what's up girl?&lt;br /&gt;things haven't changed a bit since we last met&lt;br /&gt;i bet my bottom dollar you're the best, girl that i ever had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;i never wanna lose you&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what's up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;i can't let you walk away&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we planned to live forever in each others arms&lt;br /&gt;so please hold on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;you know no one will love you like i do!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's the thing you know it too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[*]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i hear our song; it keeps playing on the radio&lt;br /&gt;i'm all alone and i just want you to hold&lt;br /&gt;i hear our song; it keeps playing on the radio&lt;br /&gt;please make your mind up, don't see what the future holds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[*]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ok dah. dats d lyrics, as requested. enjoy d song! will be missing u all k? =) pls tag! yay i'm off. *poof*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044449-111165959519431024?l=jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/feeds/111165959519431024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044449&amp;postID=111165959519431024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111165959519431024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044449/posts/default/111165959519431024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaded-dramatics.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-cried-in-school-for-second-time-this.html' title=''/><author><name>iqachica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15965110844841761061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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>
