<?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-7912032</id><updated>2011-04-22T13:00:31.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my point of view</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>187</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-116322420044149113</id><published>2006-11-11T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T13:50:00.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Move on</title><content type='html'>Ok i moved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, not to pick up the pieces of thread... but i moved for, i need a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAHAHAHAH.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;link me, if you &lt;u&gt;can&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-116322420044149113?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/116322420044149113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=116322420044149113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/116322420044149113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/116322420044149113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2006/11/move-on.html' title='Move on'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-116222463292006438</id><published>2006-10-31T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T00:10:32.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The long goodbye</title><content type='html'>Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long friends. This time, I guess, its really goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HIATUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Be back after O's. Hopefully.&lt;/span&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;3&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;s&gt;You dont even noe me, so just let me go.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-116222463292006438?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/116222463292006438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=116222463292006438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/116222463292006438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/116222463292006438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2006/10/long-goodbye.html' title='The long goodbye'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-116212167233857926</id><published>2006-10-29T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T19:34:32.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Princess Hours</title><content type='html'>Perhaps Love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shin Goon.. dont leave me ara-soh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ph&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-116212167233857926?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/116212167233857926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=116212167233857926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/116212167233857926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/116212167233857926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2006/10/princess-hours.html' title='Princess Hours'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-116187077806146586</id><published>2006-10-26T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:52:58.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And when im gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;And when I'm gone, just carry on, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;don't mourn rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just know that I'm looking down on you smiling and I didn't feel a thing, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So baby don't feel my pain..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just smile back&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wo you dian lei le.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-116187077806146586?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/116187077806146586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=116187077806146586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/116187077806146586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/116187077806146586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2006/10/and-when-im-gone.html' title='And when im gone'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-116113884907745104</id><published>2006-10-18T10:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T10:34:09.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll never get over him</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; the way when he looked into my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; the way when he smile at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; love&lt;/span&gt; the way when we just had nothing to say to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; the way when he always makes me happy/laugh in 1001 ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love &lt;/span&gt;the way he always console me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; the way he hug me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; the way he tells me he loves me everytime without fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; the way he came to my house in the middle of the night to pass me famous amous cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; the way, &lt;strong&gt;he make me love him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FARK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never gonna get over him...&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;*cry buckets of tears*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-116113884907745104?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-116082794384458381</id><published>2006-10-14T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T20:28:08.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grads and mad jacks</title><content type='html'>ok. so i've graduated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GRADUATED!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:'( shucks. four years passed by soooooooo effing fast. Im gonna miss everyone. Yes. &lt;strong&gt;Eveyone&lt;/strong&gt;. The one that went through with me be it ups or downs, the one that broke my heart, the ones that make me smile and fart at their faces, the one that i need so share my experience with, the one that never fails to crack me up, the one that saw/hear me cry, the one that put up with me despite my temper, the one, the one.. Oh its EVERYONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the random pictures of graduation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3643/175/320/IMG_5823.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3643/175/1600/IMG_5669.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3643/175/320/IMG_5669.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3643/175/1600/IMG_5662.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3643/175/320/IMG_5662.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant upload too many pics bcos either i took it with Fiqa or the picture is ugly. Cant upload with Fiqa in it cos she claim she's fugly. Bleargh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy graduation people. Will use adobephotoshop to edit the pictures DEN i'll upload it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3643/175/1600/IMG_5777.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-116082794384458381?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/116082794384458381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=116082794384458381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/116082794384458381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/116082794384458381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2006/10/grads-and-mad-jacks.html' title='Grads and mad jacks'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-116048382495982142</id><published>2006-10-10T20:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T20:56:41.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovelies Bunnies and A heartbreaker</title><content type='html'>Just when you thought your world has collapsed, 4 great frens came along to help you heal your wounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when you thought, you can never make it, the 4 great frens were there to push you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when you thought you rather give up, the 4 great frens picked you up time and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; am fortunate to have you people (you know who you are) in my life. Thank&lt;strong&gt; you&lt;/strong&gt;. Thank you for making me &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;laugh, giggle, excited, silly, bubbly, and girly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; again. I can never make it, if it werent because of the 4 of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Nope I dont hate you. Nope I dont despise you. Nope I didnt regret it. Nope I didnt blame you. BUT.. Yes Im a bit sad. Yes I am a bit disappointed. Yes Im still getting over you. Yes, maybe I still love you. Yes maybe I dont love you. Why did you have to leave? Why did you make me feel for you? Why did it hurts so bad? Why am I still thinking of you? Why am I doing this? Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They asked me: If he were to come back to you again, will you take him?&lt;br /&gt;My answer: I bet he doesnt even think/love/care/miss me. So the question is rhetorical. 'Nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im ok. Im super ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But I wish I was excellent again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-116048382495982142?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/116048382495982142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=116048382495982142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/116048382495982142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/116048382495982142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2006/10/lovelies-bunnies-and-heartbreaker.html' title='Lovelies Bunnies and A heartbreaker'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-115979256162679222</id><published>2006-10-02T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T20:36:01.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to move on</title><content type='html'>Everyone tells me: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FIZA, MOVE ON HONEY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes sir/ma'am. Im trying you know. Its damn diffucult la when you believe he was &lt;em&gt;THE&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;ONE&lt;/strong&gt;, but he turns out to be just like &lt;em&gt;the rest&lt;/em&gt;. Oh well oh well. My dear friend told me this: What past is the past. No point looking back. Accept it and take it to your stride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks thanks. A million thanks. I promise I'll be bubbly soon ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just need time to adjust. Thanks for being there for me dear friends. :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-115979256162679222?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/115979256162679222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=115979256162679222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/115979256162679222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/115979256162679222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2006/10/time-to-move-on.html' title='Time to move on'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-115961105468151303</id><published>2006-09-30T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T18:16:00.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wish you could</title><content type='html'>Life will be simplier if there was no heartbreak, wouldnt it? They say loving someone means you should be ready to experience the heartache and happiness at the same time. But i was just &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ready to experience the heartache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for being too emotional. The thought of my heart breaking, brings tears to my eyes. Fiqa said Im giving a fake smile? Am I? Well thats bcos i depended on &lt;u&gt;you.&lt;/u&gt; You were my sunshine, my pillar of strength, my &lt;strong&gt;everything.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i guess, I just lost everything, including you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You cant make someone love you, all you can do is be someone who can be loved, the rest is up to the person to realise your worth.&lt;/&lt; &lt;&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-115961105468151303?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/115961105468151303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=115961105468151303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/115961105468151303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/115961105468151303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-wish-you-could.html' title='i wish you could'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-115952993137840105</id><published>2006-09-28T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T20:02:44.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the break up</title><content type='html'>"Giving away a heart can hurt ... having a broken heart can be life threatening, even to the strongest people. But, receiving one is the greatest gift."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Deep breath*&lt;br /&gt;So, all those time, it was just a merry-go-round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i that gullible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Heartbreak brings us immense pain and suffering but in reality we must realize that it brings us one step closer to the one we are destined to be with."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-115952993137840105?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/115952993137840105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=115952993137840105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/115952993137840105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/115952993137840105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2006/09/break-up.html' title='the break up'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-114873659799559287</id><published>2006-05-27T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T21:38:37.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its time</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Malay O level is in 1 days timmmmmmmmmmee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Its been hell having M.T lessons all the way from morning to afternoon for the pass 3-4 days.. but I've learnt to live with it. It was enrichning-, no it was A GOOD WAY FOR ME TO CLINCH MY &lt;strong&gt;KEPUJIAN (DISTINCTION)&lt;/strong&gt;, once and for all. I hope so too, very much. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been on cold war with Daddy-O ever since I got back the results. I mean. Really. This is outragous. Blaming squarely on me when you jolly well know that I've tried my effing best in all the subjects. Of course I was quite distracted during that point of time, but hell, I did manage to scrape a good report okay. You will never understand what Im feeling now. Oh well. Fine. I'll prove it to you so you can &lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;shut&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt; be proud of me. I show you, dearest dad. Oh shuck. I dont resent you. I know you only want the best from me. Certainly i will make you proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucks to everyone whose taking the M.T paper this coming Monday. Oh by the way. I will be on &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hiatus&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;becasue i need to study and achieve a bettttterrrr report card. Sigh. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stangre as it sounds, but you're replaced.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-114873659799559287?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/114873659799559287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=114873659799559287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/114873659799559287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/114873659799559287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2006/05/its-time.html' title='Its time'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-114804047325804289</id><published>2006-05-19T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T20:07:53.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The happiest day</title><content type='html'>Ok. I noe this will sound really hao-lianing..... But you noe what? I got the prestige SPF badge!!! *jiggle*screams*run*jumps*fart*burp* How cool is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, for those of you who dont know, SPF bagde (Singapore Police Force) are only be given to the best of the bestssss (throughout the whole NPCC of Singapore). (Oh yea. Im rubbing salts to the wound). But, however, *add more conjuctions*, the approval of those who will get the badges lies on the hands of the Head Quaters 'people'. So, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;am effing lucky-cool-fortunate to be able to get that bagde. YEAYEA! *do silly dance* Ehhhh wait. Im not the only best of the bestsss, larr. But Tanglin Sec got 7 of them, including me of cos! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*drum rolls* They are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NADIAH, FIQA, SHEENA, XIU LAI, ME, HIDAYU and PAULINE!&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;Hee. We are currently the same standard with New Town Sec who is a gold unit. Yes. Im so proud of my school can? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. Aside with the happy mood, my result is erm. No good. Totally sucks. But I improved in my English and E.Maths. And im, how do you put it. Consistence is getting a ** for M.L.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, thats all. To end this post. I shall qoute Colin Wong, 4e3: Im feeling dumb. Study so hard still get stupid result.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-114804047325804289?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/114804047325804289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=114804047325804289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/114804047325804289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/114804047325804289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2006/05/happiest-day.html' title='The happiest day'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-114786859512070072</id><published>2006-05-17T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T20:23:15.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun with the gals</title><content type='html'>Yes. We went out on Tuesssdayyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, the original plan was, Twins, Farah, C-tea, Adilah and Leila to go to Bugis Street, eat hawker centre food and den go library BCOS all of us jakun nvr go there before. Tup Tup Tup, only twins, farah and c-tea in the end go. Nonetheless, it was fun like hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to cineleisure to watch the Voice bcos C-tea cant stop whining unless we catch that movie. We acutally wanna go Escape tau..!! Hurhurhur. Well, the Voice is an interesting movie, only that the ending is stoopid and not understandable. I give it 3 out of 5 bites. Cos, the effect was cool and it scares the hell out of me. Oh. Before that, we went to eat at BK and i decided to play a prank on one of the workers. But the angels among us decided against it. No fun! Den den den, we go to Esplanade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was,  how do you phrase it. Breath-taking! Ah-uh. The funny part was, this 4 byos were following us for no reasons. Lol. Its like everywhere we go, there they are, waiting, looking. Maybe they wanna take a breather too, who cares? Haha. We cam-whored, we had funnn.. Oh man, i wish i can relish it all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a all-girls day and i enjoyed it very much. Thanks girls. It was funnnnnnnnnnn with ya'll. Lets hope all our exams result are COOL too. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-114786859512070072?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/114786859512070072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=114786859512070072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/114786859512070072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/114786859512070072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2006/05/fun-with-gals.html' title='Fun with the gals'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-114786656031618067</id><published>2006-05-15T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T19:59:45.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im walking on sunshine</title><content type='html'>Pardon my absence. Its been a whole-fucking-damnation week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*jump*scream*jiggle*kick*fart*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im &lt;em&gt;finally&lt;/em&gt; free from mugging... Hurrah Hurrahhhhhh. Okay. Truth to be told, exams are pretty cool because i can reflect how dumb i am for not answering &lt;strong&gt;those&lt;/strong&gt; simple questions. No kidding. I willingly let the markers penalise me because i am PLAIN careless. Well, at least to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scariest thing is that &lt;strong&gt;i've been dreaming some crazy dreams&lt;/strong&gt;.. (nono. not wet dreams, you damned fool) I like... flunk &lt;em&gt;all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;my examinations. ARGHH. *let out steam* So scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to reward me for all my effort in mugging, we gfs decided to go out on Tues, after the last paper. Didnt plan to go anywhere, but maybe just chilled out? I cant wait. This dream is getting out of control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a break. Seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-114786656031618067?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/114786656031618067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=114786656031618067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/114786656031618067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/114786656031618067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-walking-on-sunshine.html' title='im walking on sunshine'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-114605723528454823</id><published>2006-04-26T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T21:15:11.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the abruptness of life</title><content type='html'>Its &lt;strong&gt;was&lt;/strong&gt; on 15 April. The first time and the last time i met her. Her name, or what people used to call her: Jackpot/Wak Oi. She died today, 26 April 06 at 12pm. That is exactly 11 days since the meet up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the day me and mum met him, to buy some plastic thingy for eldest sis wedding. Now she wont be able to come to the wedding. What makes it even more sad is that her youngest daughter, just entered a prestige JC. You know they say, you lose some, you gain some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope Allah rest her in peace. May her soul be blessed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-114605723528454823?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/114605723528454823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=114605723528454823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/114605723528454823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/114605723528454823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2006/04/abruptness-of-life.html' title='the abruptness of life'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-114517143354155920</id><published>2006-04-16T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T15:11:28.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #dddddd" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are A Professional Girlfriend!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whatkindofgirlfriendareyouquiz/professional-girlfriend.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are the perfect girlfriend - big surprise!Heaven knows you've had enough practice. That's why you're a total pro.If there was an Emily Post of girlfriends, it would be you.You know how to act in every situation ... to make both you and your guy happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Kind of Girlfriend Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #ffe7f3" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are a Great Girlfriend&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fef4f9"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.yournewromance.com/goodgirlfriendquiz/great-girlfriend.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;When it comes to your guy, you're very thoughtfulBut you also haven't stopped thinking of yourselfYou're the perfect blend of independent and caringYou're a total catch - make sure your guy knows it too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Are&lt;/a&gt; You a Good Girlfriend?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was bored. dont blame me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-114517143354155920?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/114517143354155920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=114517143354155920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/114517143354155920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/114517143354155920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2006/04/quiz.html' title='Quiz'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-114516372827359404</id><published>2006-04-16T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T13:02:08.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mood Swing and those 3 words.</title><content type='html'>A friend told me, his girlfriend is throwing tantrums again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do girls really get mood swings as often as it could?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im having one right now. Let me get this done and over with. Its been awhile since i am so deliciously mad. I noe im trying to be very difficult here. Yes. Im so sick and tired of answering that question time and again. Dont you ever think that the 3 words are so over-rated and so overly used? Sigh. You think by uttering those words, it can solve many unhappiness? Do you even know the meaning of those 3 words? Im so fed up and worked up by the stress thats already been accumilating in my head. Why cant you be an understanding soul and let me be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, all that i ever need is some space and time for me alone. Can you grant me that wish for this period of time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes i dont like to feel alone. But then again, I need time to concentrate on my studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah. This is making me so-ever-stress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-114516372827359404?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/114516372827359404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=114516372827359404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/114516372827359404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/114516372827359404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2006/04/mood-swing-and-those-3-words.html' title='The Mood Swing and those 3 words.'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-114499047607866362</id><published>2006-04-14T12:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T12:54:36.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lover and Friends</title><content type='html'>It really hurts to see your own love one get hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noe, I see, I feel and I hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; take care. I've been there done that. Break ups are never easy, believe me. Dont listen to sad love songs, it doesnt help. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couples make up, THEN break up. Whats the point?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, I hope your fairytale ends, b-e-a-u-t-i-f-u-l-l-y.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tunggulah, harap-harap ia berbaloi. &lt;3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-114499047607866362?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/114499047607866362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=114499047607866362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/114499047607866362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/114499047607866362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2006/04/lover-and-friends.html' title='Lover and Friends'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-114466712541269283</id><published>2006-04-10T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T19:41:01.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiak Hiak Haik</title><content type='html'>i love my new skin. im so loving it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurrah Hurrah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn. Im supose to do lit and FnN. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-114466712541269283?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/114466712541269283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=114466712541269283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/114466712541269283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/114466712541269283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2006/04/hiak-hiak-haik.html' title='Hiak Hiak Haik'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-114466703791001797</id><published>2006-04-10T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T19:43:26.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slack Day.</title><content type='html'>*&lt;em&gt;drumrolls&lt;/em&gt;* Happy 16th birthday to&lt;strong&gt; Nurleila Abdullah&lt;/strong&gt;! (: Hee. Hope you got what you wanted? Stay chirpy. peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;em&gt;throw confenti and all that glitter&lt;/em&gt;* Happy 16th birthday to my dearest and loveable best friend &lt;strong&gt;Saiful Islam Matthew Lewis Mohalland&lt;/strong&gt; (as qoute from his galfwen).. I hope that you and her will stay forever. Thats my birthday wish to youuuuuuuuu.. (aiya. you also wont be reading this. harhar.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: What can i say, you keep me happy and content with life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the pc. They make my homeworks 10times easier. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-114466703791001797?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/114466703791001797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=114466703791001797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/114466703791001797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/114466703791001797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2006/04/slack-day.html' title='Slack Day.'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-114449800216828457</id><published>2006-04-08T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T19:43:06.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Affair</title><content type='html'>Sigh. Im pissed. I dont know why. Everything seem to ticked me off. I try not to be so hot-tempered, but it is hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you didnt want it lar, but you dont have to sound so bitchy rite? Ok maybe im being overly too sensitive, but you're acting like &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt;....... Sigh. I dont wish this to change the state of our friendship. I really dont. But.. Maybe, this will be over and we can resume to our nice-nice talks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, girl. You're always there whenever I need you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it hard to come in terms with your inner feelings? I cant seem to be agreeing to it. Am i too practical? Or am i just.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The days are outnumbered. We left like &lt;u&gt;40someting&lt;/u&gt; days to &lt;strong&gt;GCE 'O' Level Malay Paper&lt;/strong&gt;. *scream, yell and jump of the building*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-114449800216828457?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/114449800216828457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=114449800216828457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/114449800216828457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/114449800216828457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2006/04/affair.html' title='The Affair'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-114423895441243113</id><published>2006-04-05T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T19:42:47.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Those Days</title><content type='html'>- I feel contented, happy and full.&lt;br /&gt;- I dont know why. Must there be a reason to be happy and in an uplifting spirit?&lt;br /&gt;- I love my life. I intend to live it to the fullest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warning, Im &lt;strong&gt;just&lt;/strong&gt; lying. All the above is&lt;strong&gt; just&lt;/strong&gt; lies, that I use to comfort myself whenever I feel the negative vibes. Yikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Fiqa: Take it easy babe. In life there is always the ups and downs. Hopefully, you will come out of your negativity, and look on the bright side of life.. &lt;em&gt;*join in the tune*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the chocolates. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-114423895441243113?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/114423895441243113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=114423895441243113' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/114423895441243113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/114423895441243113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2006/04/those-days.html' title='Those Days'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-114406842608615770</id><published>2006-04-03T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T19:42:24.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>100 steps to emo</title><content type='html'>Just random thoughts that's running through my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) In life there will always be the ups and downs. Im at the 'down' now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I only have AT LEAST 4 good frens that i can talk shits, throw tantrums, bitch, scold and debate about almost anything under the sun. Thats's sad, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Im currently facing with stress and pressure I exert to myself. Who doesnt want to excel, tell me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Mending my already broken heart. They say its the 100 steps to being emo. Whatever that's suppose to mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Something really need to be done to some people who just wait and wait for something to be done and laments all about it again and again and again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Im loosing weight effortlessly. Currently weight 52 kg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) I must stop swearing. Really. Stop me someone. @#$%%^!. WOOPS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) A maths is a pleasure. Heh. I finally know how to do Differentiation. And so it is kicking balls. :) But i left 7 more chapters to revisr before my upcoming mid year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Im not in love, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Despite everything, I still keep coming back to you. And i wonder why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Sports day is coming. This THURSDAY. I hope everything goes very well and that my beloved 4e3 will give me more support. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just not in the mood to be overyjoy. Im just put up a facade. Oh btw, happy blated April's Fool Day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-114406842608615770?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/114406842608615770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=114406842608615770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/114406842608615770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/114406842608615770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2006/04/100-steps-to-emo.html' title='100 steps to emo'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-114337737424791398</id><published>2006-03-26T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T20:49:34.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bukit Timah Hill cum The Cut so Deep</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;26-03-06&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY BELOVED 1st SISTER!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :) May happiness be with you, always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we went to Bukit Timah Hill to hike again. Yes. But this is more super fun than the previous one. Because, only 7 of us go, and mostly are girls. (except for Fa-ge, but hell, he's fun too.. Being our photographer for the day. Teehee.) Dee, being the leader and all, have to jot down notes bla bla and whatnots la. Hah. Then then, we were at the submit and the bloody hornets were running after us for dont know what reason. Me, Sheena, Iqa, Dee and Shak screamed out lungs out WITH people (read: a lot of humans) around us. It was embarrasing but it was super fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then then then, we took a picture with this baby called: &lt;strong&gt;JJ. &lt;/strong&gt;He is sooooooo cuteee. And he doesnt cry when we surround him. Very brave ah. And yes, super cute than the JJ in our school. HAH! Well, the day ends with us playing the obstacles like mad. Pictures, I believe will be uploaded in Fiqa's blog. So read her for more info. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes,&lt;/strong&gt; to all the answers to your doubts. &lt;strong&gt;Yes&lt;/strong&gt;, to all the questions formed in your head. Im disappointed, sad, melancholic because of that fact. Its hard to forget and forgive. The cut so deep, I almost bleed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, today is the first time Pauline revealed the _________ with ________. Haha. The other side of the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, &lt;strong&gt;tonight i aint your girl.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-114337737424791398?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/114337737424791398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=114337737424791398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/114337737424791398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/114337737424791398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2006/03/bukit-timah-hill-cum-cut-so-deep.html' title='Bukit Timah Hill cum The Cut so Deep'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-114303693118736356</id><published>2006-03-22T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T22:16:15.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rambles of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;22-03-06&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, was shitty. We got banded for English. Yes. Im so &lt;s&gt;fucking&lt;/s&gt; dissapointed. I dont think i deserve to be in that slot, but you know what, maybe that is my standard. Its hard to believe. But i hate the feeling of the insecurities i have now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, I learnt new chinese, or i should say Cantonese phrase. Hah. Well, i wont post it here cos it is totally very vulgar. And i am such a demure girl, i dont use that type of language. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Oh. Please go to this website. &lt;a href="http://www.humanforsale.com"&gt;www.humanforsale.com&lt;/a&gt;. Yey. I went there and I know what I'm worth. $1,481,989. Haha. Well, Colin is still the top, but beating Xue Yi and the rest are so fun. Haha. I waaay expensive than them. Hurrah Hurrah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I read this burning question from somewhere (someone's blog): Is it a crime for females to shave their pubic hair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Now you tell me the ans. HAHA. Im so speechless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Damn, im suppose to do my homework. Oh well.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-114303693118736356?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/114303693118736356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=114303693118736356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/114303693118736356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/114303693118736356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2006/03/rambles-of-life.html' title='The Rambles of Life'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-114285722406628067</id><published>2006-03-20T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T20:31:14.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Whirlwind of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;20-03-06&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the most tiresome week i ever had. Emotions of turmoil came gushing and took control of the situation. (Crap. i think this is so purple prose..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My uncle in KL died. And he was killed. Yes. This is the first time in my family history that someone related to me died because he was killed. Goosebumps, i had. Im actually emotionless. I just hope, like fiqa said in her blog, that he is given justice and the killer will be caught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh by the way. I caught The Shaggy Dog. i give it 3.5 bites out of 5. the show was quite corny but i laughed my ass off. and this is the first time i went to cineleissure e.cinema level 9. the place was uber cool. ( i noe pathethic rite.. hahahaha..) and i was freezing my butt there and no one offered me a piece of their clothers. GRRR. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. i've began to gain weight again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and thanks for the movie treat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-114285722406628067?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/114285722406628067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=114285722406628067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/114285722406628067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/114285722406628067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2006/03/whirlwind-of-life.html' title='The Whirlwind of Life'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-114217623412490465</id><published>2006-03-12T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T23:10:34.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Campfire at Jurong East</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;12-03-06&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is kicking balls man. We went to the Campfire at Jurong East there. And get this, I dont know why? But i saw our Prime Minister there. So it must be a biggie there. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, we had our tits shaking and balls jiggling. It was hilarious i tell you. We were practically the only school that is super hyper and all the leaders crowd around us. Yeah man. We are so loveable. Hahaaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anihoos, after that, we went to the fun fair near the Jurong East MRT station. We went to the Mr Ringo there. :) UBER COOL man... The spinning was soooooooooo spinning.. HEH! Try it before its too late!! :] (cost $4 per person)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Finally am able to catch a movie. :) WOOPEEEDOO~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-114217623412490465?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/114217623412490465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=114217623412490465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/114217623412490465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/114217623412490465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2006/03/campfire-at-jurong-east.html' title='Campfire at Jurong East'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-114191497035765590</id><published>2006-03-09T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T19:44:52.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress</title><content type='html'>Im having mix emotions. &lt;strong&gt;Tomorrow&lt;/strong&gt; will be getting back our report book. Wish me lucks. I am prepared to have a &lt;em&gt;long longggggggggg&lt;/em&gt; nag from both of my parents. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im still &lt;strong&gt;date-less&lt;/strong&gt;. I wanna watch DORM on Monday? Most of my friends are either broke, pak tor or they cant make it (got course, etc etc). So it sucks being the only one that is fucking free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im pissed and moodless. Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-114191497035765590?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/114191497035765590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=114191497035765590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/114191497035765590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/114191497035765590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2006/03/stress.html' title='Stress'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-114172554170171788</id><published>2006-03-07T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T17:59:12.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Reality</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;07-03-05&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reality hit me like a bolt of lighting today. I finally realised where i stood. The &lt;em&gt;tiny&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt; against the &lt;strong&gt;BIG MIGHTY OCEAN&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case&lt;em&gt; you&lt;/em&gt; all are wondering &lt;strong&gt;what&lt;/strong&gt; i scored for my term 1, here are the results:&lt;br /&gt;L1R5 = 22&lt;br /&gt;L1R4 = 18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(im not&lt;em&gt; that&lt;/em&gt; stupid to show off my &lt;strong&gt;pathethic grades&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;marks&lt;/strong&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Although it &lt;em&gt;looksss &lt;/em&gt;good. I have &lt;strong&gt;deproved&lt;/strong&gt;. I actually &lt;em&gt;nearly&lt;/em&gt; crieddddddddd with HDY today in the cadet room. I &lt;em&gt;used&lt;/em&gt; to score L1R5 = 20 and L1R4 = 18. What the hell happened to me? ARGHH. At this rate Im going, Im never gonna get what i want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, that asides, Im actually in the mood to party. (Yes. After the sadness is driven away by &lt;em&gt;some &lt;strong&gt;angel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; who gave me some wisdom outside toilet. thanks girrl..) &lt;strong&gt;I want to watch a movie&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Anyone&lt;/strong&gt; wanna &lt;em&gt;pei&lt;/em&gt; me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hit me, or simply call me on my celly. =) Have a nice day people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-114172554170171788?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/114172554170171788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=114172554170171788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/114172554170171788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/114172554170171788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2006/03/reality.html' title='The Reality'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-114165225838873147</id><published>2006-03-06T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T21:46:14.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Gawd</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;--&gt; Updated!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i was browsing around the blogworld. When i realised that, I am acutally AWED with the fact that their English is acutally improving while mine, sucks like shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the reason why i love speaking in &lt;strong&gt;GOOD ENGLISH&lt;/strong&gt;, but apparently &lt;em&gt;some&lt;/em&gt; students in Tanglin just dont understand &lt;strong&gt;good&lt;/strong&gt; english. Too &lt;em&gt;CHIM,&lt;/em&gt; according to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;New Resolution:&lt;/span&gt; Hang out with cool kids that speaks good english. Heh. Im that evil. Tralala..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think im moving slowly towards the pinnacle of excelence. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowy realising that you're just not worth it. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-114165225838873147?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/114165225838873147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=114165225838873147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/114165225838873147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/114165225838873147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-gawd.html' title='My Gawd'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-114165100179440183</id><published>2006-03-06T21:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T18:05:31.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seen your true colours</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;06-03-06&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY 16th BIRTHDAY DEAR &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JAHZ&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt; All the best in whatever you wanna achieve. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its funny how someone could say &lt;em&gt;those&lt;/em&gt; words, but actually react the totally opposite. I cant believe I actually believe all the shits you've said. Am i just too gullible, or just too plain dumb to fall into the pit? History &lt;strong&gt;has&lt;/strong&gt; repeat itself. Because of this, i flunked all my subjects. Yes. Quite shocking but hell, im &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; blaming you. I guess i played a part too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok enough of this thingy, &lt;strong&gt;its time to move on.&lt;/strong&gt; Only time will heal the wound, the cut that is so deep. If you think im talking about you, think again. You're not the only one that is part and parcel of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh, it ends tonight. I shall bury this misery and get on with life. If you can do it, why cant i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurrah Hurrah. Im going to Kallang this &lt;u&gt;Wednesday&lt;/u&gt;. There is some prize presentation for &lt;strong&gt;BADMINTON/TENNIS ATHELETES&lt;/strong&gt;. I cant believe i am actually excited for this. Haha. Oh well, it reminds me of the Class 95's advertisment. Tsk Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, thats all. i need to finish up my assignment. GAH! Malay project!! @#$%^!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-114165100179440183?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/114165100179440183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=114165100179440183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/114165100179440183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/114165100179440183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2006/03/seen-your-true-colours.html' title='Seen your true colours'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-114155916935652113</id><published>2006-03-05T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T19:46:09.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The best i ever had</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;5-03-06&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its time to move on, no? I'll summond my courage to let bygones be bygones. I'll promise i buck up. I'll promise i do well next time. And i'll promise, next time i wont shed a tear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had enough of heartbreaks. (Oh my god. I sound sooo emo can? damn the hades)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh by the way, why does it seems that guys (that i sooo do not know that well) come and find me for some love advices? Do i look as if Im a doctor love? Hur hur hur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Im myself got my heart broke too, dear friends.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your day people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-114155916935652113?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/114155916935652113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=114155916935652113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/114155916935652113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/114155916935652113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2006/03/best-i-ever-had.html' title='The best i ever had'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-114154382271197564</id><published>2006-03-05T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T15:33:16.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The smile the tears, im not me</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;5-o3-06&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried to sleep today. I dont know why. I feel so sad, demoralise and all those negativity. Im not me. Seriously, i feel that i've lost my touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong with me. Im not at all sure. Im being wayy too emotional. I dont like when im all touchy-touchy. I feel so weak. I need substance. I need distractions from all this melocholic mode that i am in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARgGH. IM SO SAD. period. I need elightment from someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;i miss you. but do you even notice my absence?&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-114154382271197564?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/114154382271197564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=114154382271197564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/114154382271197564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/114154382271197564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2006/03/smile-tears-im-not-me.html' title='The smile the tears, im not me'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-114104270725308092</id><published>2006-02-27T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T20:18:28.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kiss my ass, Aaron. Its over.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;27-02-06&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyehea... I lost kgs, but i keep gaining them back? or it is that the needle of the weighing machine is playing a trick on me? Oh well, i ate soooooooooo little. Believe it or not. And there is a diff with my body. I think i need to wear a belt? The school skirt is too lose can? *boast*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Im not sure whether i believe you lei. I feel like im being used. Dang. I should be thinking about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It aint my fault. And, solely, its yours. *nods*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GASPS!! Tuesday, which is 2mrw, IS COMMON TEST DAY FOR MATHS!! &lt;em&gt;EGADSS~~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-114104270725308092?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/114104270725308092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=114104270725308092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/114104270725308092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/114104270725308092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2006/02/kiss-my-ass-aaron-its-over.html' title='Kiss my ass, Aaron. Its over.'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-114095362848948966</id><published>2006-02-26T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T19:40:02.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;26-02-06&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realise. This skin, my time and date is at the bottom. LOL. i mean the bottom of the bottom two post. IF you get what i meant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh by the way, I shouldnt be blogging!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grrr..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-114095362848948966?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/114095362848948966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=114095362848948966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/114095362848948966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/114095362848948966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2006/02/cool.html' title='Cool'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-114095229643524837</id><published>2006-02-26T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T19:22:43.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I dont care abt what you think</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;26-02-06&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont care if you think my skin is ugly. I dont care. I think its pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But do you have to fuck my whole sunday up? Dammit la. Just leave me alone okay. Im suffering from one of those hormones. Nope. Its not PMS, not like you. Just another diff thing okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are mad, u like to be left alone, dont you? So, the same principle lies with me. Do you have to keep bugging me, while i cant even bug at you? Talk about equality and respect. You want everyone to listen to you and take you for what you are. Now why dont you take me for what my taste is like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything and anything just have to follow your way, isnt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, im sick of that. That's a crock of a bullshit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-114095229643524837?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/114095229643524837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=114095229643524837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/114095229643524837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/114095229643524837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-dont-care-abt-what-you-think.html' title='I dont care abt what you think'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-114000526641934916</id><published>2006-02-15T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T20:07:46.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiatus</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HIATUS BEBEH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'll be RIGHT BACK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once i get my life right back on the track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya pipools~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-114000526641934916?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/114000526641934916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=114000526641934916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/114000526641934916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/114000526641934916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2006/02/hiatus.html' title='Hiatus'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-114000522267980513</id><published>2006-02-15T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T20:07:02.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired</title><content type='html'>Eeeks. Happy Valentine's Day people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all who gave me the present and the hugs. Really aprreciate it alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im going to leave Tanglin this year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siiighhh.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-114000522267980513?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/114000522267980513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=114000522267980513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/114000522267980513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/114000522267980513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2006/02/tired.html' title='Tired'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-113984349017741421</id><published>2006-02-13T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T23:11:31.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sheesh</title><content type='html'>Im so effing stress...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;STRESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;STRESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;STRESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;STRE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-113984349017741421?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/113984349017741421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=113984349017741421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113984349017741421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113984349017741421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2006/02/sheesh.html' title='Sheesh'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-113972551214168648</id><published>2006-02-12T14:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T14:28:09.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>Ohmigosh. The &lt;strong&gt;freaky friday&lt;/strong&gt;, they name. Its&lt;em&gt; so&lt;/em&gt; surreal can? I &lt;strong&gt;feel&lt;/strong&gt; like as if Im the one receiving the result slip. &lt;em&gt;Super uber&lt;/em&gt; scared la.. Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Kenny&lt;/span&gt; for getting the unexpected 3 distinction, &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Aaron &lt;/span&gt;for scoring mighty o' high and &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Xiao Ying&lt;/span&gt; for being brave. Chill ya. I noe its hard but life has to go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the lighter note, &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Valentine's Day&lt;/span&gt; is nearing and all my peers are rushing to get the gifts for the gift exchange on Tuesaday itself. Hmm. Im coverd with &lt;em&gt;flour&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;eggs&lt;/em&gt; from head to toe. I&lt;strong&gt; hope&lt;/strong&gt; it will turn out rite. I hope &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Bjorn&lt;/span&gt; and the &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Special Project Agent&lt;/span&gt; will have a successful event on Tuesday. Not to mention you have extraordinary help from &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Shikin&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Hidayu&lt;/span&gt; who are making the &lt;em&gt;fake-fakey&lt;/em&gt; flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dang. From 3 now, 4? What the hell... &lt;strong&gt;Ehem Ehem&lt;/strong&gt;, you &lt;u&gt;better&lt;/u&gt; tell me okies? IF not im gonna prob you until you are mad enough and accidentally spill it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OH BTW,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Focus on 14-02-06&lt;/strong&gt;?! &lt;em&gt;#$%^&amp;amp;*@!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-113972551214168648?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/113972551214168648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=113972551214168648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113972551214168648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113972551214168648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2006/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-113924216474810455</id><published>2006-02-07T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T00:09:25.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress~</title><content type='html'>JEEEZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been rushing alot of homework these days. Is it me or is it that the teachers are giving wwaaaaaaay too much of demanding work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Focus starting like 2mrw? Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND PLS STOP STOP SAYING ME N THAT GUY CAN? i just treat him as a friend lor.. hurhurhur..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok bye. the bed's calling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-113924216474810455?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/113924216474810455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=113924216474810455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113924216474810455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113924216474810455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2006/02/stress.html' title='Stress~'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-113910542985227530</id><published>2006-02-05T10:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T10:10:29.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Champions and Confusion</title><content type='html'>Here are the brieft updates of my oh-so-boring life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camp was hell of a fun. JACARANDA is the CHAMPION. and we are leading by 34 points. Karova came in second with 19 points. So things are looking great i say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Teo CNY party is great. I did the throw-high-high noodles? I think. So cool. Then we played Taboo for 1 and a half hour. Sheeshness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im the campcraft competition vice-captain. Sighh.. Too much responsibilities la.. :S im getting crazy soon. (exco la, house captain la, welfare head, and the list goes on. im tired... sighhh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all. Now hit me with taggies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-113910542985227530?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/113910542985227530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=113910542985227530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113910542985227530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113910542985227530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2006/02/champions-and-confusion.html' title='Champions and Confusion'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-113868630209060843</id><published>2006-01-31T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T13:45:02.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz Time..Not</title><content type='html'>Seven qualities I want in a potential boyfriend/girlfriend:&lt;br /&gt;- mature!! (hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;- very understanding&lt;br /&gt;- open-minded&lt;br /&gt;- love me for who i am not.&lt;br /&gt;- always be himself&lt;br /&gt;- caring&lt;br /&gt;- similar to my dad??? (lol lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven things that scare me:&lt;br /&gt;- Death&lt;br /&gt;- judgement day&lt;br /&gt;- losing my hp&lt;br /&gt;- losing those i love&lt;br /&gt;- broken hearted&lt;br /&gt;- isolation&lt;br /&gt;- humiliation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven random songs at the moment&lt;br /&gt;- Best I ever Had by Veritcal Horizon&lt;br /&gt;- Relaku Pujuk by Spider&lt;br /&gt;- Dont cha by pussycat dolls&lt;br /&gt;- Boulevard of Broke Dreams by Green Day&lt;br /&gt;- Im sUpposed to Die tonight by 50 cent&lt;br /&gt;- Feel Good inc by Gorilaz&lt;br /&gt;- I love you.. You love me by Barney and Friends??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven things I like the most:&lt;br /&gt;- myself&lt;br /&gt;- white chocos (if possible)&lt;br /&gt;- taking neoprints&lt;br /&gt;- cam whoring&lt;br /&gt;- novels throw them here!!&lt;br /&gt;- sleep&lt;br /&gt;- laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven important things in my bedroom:&lt;br /&gt;- computer&lt;br /&gt;- my bed&lt;br /&gt;- my hp charger&lt;br /&gt;- my clothes&lt;br /&gt;- dressing table!!&lt;br /&gt;- the radio&lt;br /&gt;- fiqa's madness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven random facts about me:&lt;br /&gt;- i have senget leg.. (altho not obvious)&lt;br /&gt;- i am kan chong queen.. kuakuakua&lt;br /&gt;- i can fart anytime? harharhar&lt;br /&gt;- i tend to hold grudges very very often (one of Gemini's traits)&lt;br /&gt;- i cant sing. (for real)&lt;br /&gt;- im quite sensitive?? (ya.. i am?!!)&lt;br /&gt;- i have food cravings almost every minute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven things I plan to do before I die:&lt;br /&gt;- get married&lt;br /&gt;- have babies&lt;br /&gt;- lotsa money&lt;br /&gt;- eat and shit&lt;br /&gt;- ask for forgivenness&lt;br /&gt;- travel arnd the world&lt;br /&gt;- go to haj primilage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven things I can do:&lt;br /&gt;- breakdance&lt;br /&gt;- multi-task&lt;br /&gt;- swear non-stop&lt;br /&gt;- watch the same movie for a hundredth times!&lt;br /&gt;- eat like there's no tomorow&lt;br /&gt;- yoga (abit only. thanks to my hp..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven things I say the most:&lt;br /&gt;- really?&lt;br /&gt;- erm..&lt;br /&gt;- f*ck la&lt;br /&gt;- shiallah&lt;br /&gt;- abih? / pastu??&lt;br /&gt;- 'sup?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven celebrity crushes:&lt;br /&gt;- shawn yue&lt;br /&gt;- jehan ( one of the best malaysian actor!!)&lt;br /&gt;- utt&lt;br /&gt;-fauzie laily&lt;br /&gt;- fudgie&lt;br /&gt;- adam brody&lt;br /&gt;- brad pitt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven people I want to do this too:&lt;br /&gt;- jahz (hehe)&lt;br /&gt;- nonie&lt;br /&gt;- colin&lt;br /&gt;- siti&lt;br /&gt;- candidaa&lt;br /&gt;- aarti&lt;br /&gt;- jia qi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-113868630209060843?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/113868630209060843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=113868630209060843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113868630209060843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113868630209060843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2006/01/quiz-timenot.html' title='Quiz Time..Not'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-113868450986684765</id><published>2006-01-31T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T13:15:09.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fatso</title><content type='html'>All &lt;strong&gt;i &lt;/strong&gt;ever do this &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;holiday &lt;/span&gt;'saeson' is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;eat, eat, eat, shit, shit, and sleep&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Im getting&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt; fatter&lt;/span&gt;. Yes. All those boost of getting&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; thinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Ahhh. &lt;u&gt;Dream on&lt;/u&gt; la, iza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;cant&lt;/strong&gt; believe u drop a &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;bomb&lt;/span&gt; like that &lt;em&gt;thru&lt;/em&gt; sms. &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Cant&lt;/span&gt; we just be friends? Like we &lt;strong&gt;used&lt;/strong&gt; too? Before all this raa-raa thing happened? Sometimes, &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;i miss my quiet life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;, you gotta give &lt;strong&gt;BEFORE &lt;/strong&gt;they sent me &lt;strong&gt;THE&lt;/strong&gt; letter. If &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;they&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; do, i dont know what im gonna explain to mama,&lt;strong&gt; except&lt;/strong&gt; the truth of cos. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;lost $23o, yeah right.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;PMS hit me&lt;/span&gt;. So be&lt;em&gt; nice.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-113868450986684765?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/113868450986684765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=113868450986684765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113868450986684765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113868450986684765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2006/01/fatso.html' title='Fatso'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-113843233006844988</id><published>2006-01-28T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T15:12:10.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bz bz gal</title><content type='html'>Alas, a time to blog and a time to reflect on myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Why&lt;/span&gt; do &lt;strong&gt;teachers&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;keep&lt;/em&gt; bothering me? argghh. its time &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;FOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; me to settle down and do my stuffs aiyt? &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Damn&lt;/span&gt; busy. And i &lt;strong&gt;still&lt;/strong&gt; need to go for a leadership camp? @#$%%&amp;!! &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I spent half my life attending all the leadership camps.&lt;/span&gt; Sighh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniways, &lt;u&gt;Investiture&lt;/u&gt; is in 1 week time, that is to say,&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt; everything&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;can&lt;/em&gt; be plan out on time. And &lt;strong&gt;I WILL&lt;/strong&gt; step down after 1 or 2 mths time. Im super busy and i &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; have shits to entertain all day. NCO camp is in March. &lt;em&gt;Finally&lt;/em&gt;, will be able to relax abit from np.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;plan&lt;/strong&gt; to &lt;strong&gt;let go all strings&lt;/strong&gt; by the end of &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;April&lt;/span&gt;. Im sorry. My &lt;strong&gt;time&lt;/strong&gt; concerns my future you see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ok. time to get back to my PILES of homework.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-113843233006844988?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/113843233006844988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=113843233006844988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113843233006844988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113843233006844988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2006/01/bz-bz-gal.html' title='bz bz gal'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-113792028133148326</id><published>2006-01-22T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T16:58:01.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish</title><content type='html'>I wish I wanst an Exco Comm in the Student Councillor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish i wasnt the House Captain for Jacaranda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish, I didnt have anything to my name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I wanst weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish. I wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish, i was just a plain ugly lil girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HIATUS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna concentrate on my studies. I guess, Im shutting this blog down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-113792028133148326?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/113792028133148326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=113792028133148326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113792028133148326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113792028133148326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-wish.html' title='I wish'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-113791779241227220</id><published>2006-01-22T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T16:16:32.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>House Captain</title><content type='html'>What the hell. I cant believe it. &lt;strong&gt;I am the &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;house captain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;? Shit. That means &lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; need to hold the house meeting, no? Oh btw, the assistant house capatain is Terence. Blue house is under &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;NPCC &lt;/span&gt;cadets. Eeeks. Oh my godd. &lt;em&gt;I think i have a stage fright&lt;/em&gt;??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; always have to take everything seriously? I just &lt;strong&gt;treat&lt;/strong&gt; you as a&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt; friend&lt;/span&gt; you know.. Sighh.. I &lt;strong&gt;dont&lt;/strong&gt; intent to have a relationship, not now, never now. I&lt;em&gt; guess&lt;/em&gt; i played apart too. But i know when to stop, but u didnt. &lt;strong&gt;What worries me is that, you always get the wrong meaning of what im trying to say.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Nanyang Poly&lt;/span&gt; open house was damn shiok i must say. It was organise, very. I like the place. ALOT. But the course i want to take is not there. So boohoo.. &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Singapore poly&lt;/span&gt; was ok. &lt;strong&gt;Good free gifts.&lt;/strong&gt; Drinks and Ice-cream. And the tour guide is damn funny. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, its &lt;u&gt;Ngee Ann&lt;/u&gt; turn before &lt;strong&gt;i &lt;/strong&gt;make the&lt;em&gt; final&lt;/em&gt; choice. Hmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-113791779241227220?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/113791779241227220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=113791779241227220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113791779241227220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113791779241227220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2006/01/house-captain.html' title='House Captain'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-113750214061784584</id><published>2006-01-17T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T20:49:00.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pressure</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Egads.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Days are bad.&lt;/span&gt; And i counted. &lt;strong&gt;Less than&lt;/strong&gt; 267 days can? I &lt;em&gt;cant&lt;/em&gt; jiggle no more. I need to run. The &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;'final'&lt;/span&gt; round. But it seems that my leg is on the edge. &lt;em&gt;Perhaps &lt;/em&gt;i should take a rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what if I am &lt;u&gt;left behind&lt;/u&gt;? &lt;strong&gt;Will there be &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;u&gt;pull me up&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;move me&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Im in dire need for motivation&lt;/span&gt;. I need reality. I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to get out of this comfort zone, or so i say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u&gt;help me&lt;/u&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-113750214061784584?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/113750214061784584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=113750214061784584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113750214061784584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113750214061784584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2006/01/pressure.html' title='Pressure'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-113730603666897282</id><published>2006-01-15T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T14:20:36.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress</title><content type='html'>The &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;stress&lt;/span&gt; is overkilling me...! Not to mention the pressure &lt;strong&gt;ALL&lt;/strong&gt; the teachers exerted on us. Boohoo. &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Gimme back my sec 3 life&lt;/span&gt;. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Test test and more test&lt;/strong&gt;. And also all the &lt;strong&gt;Ten Yrs&lt;/strong&gt; series qns.. -tears-&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;u&gt;need&lt;/u&gt; some brain booster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has been &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;bo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;ring&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;except&lt;/strong&gt; some melodrama happen during training. Haha. Oh, since i mention it, &lt;strong&gt;I screw up my fancy drill&lt;/strong&gt;. Sighhh.&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Let the past pass&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;I hope lots of sec 1 signed up. &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Camps, and more camps&lt;/span&gt; this year. And i bet i cant attend it due to my parents way of thinking: &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;'concentrate on ur o level. stop ur activities'&lt;/span&gt;. Dude, i &lt;em&gt;need&lt;/em&gt; a way to de-stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heavy loads&lt;/strong&gt; coming my way next week. I cant understand &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;why&lt;/span&gt; we still need to do projects. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Can paper and pen do the trick?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-113730603666897282?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/113730603666897282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=113730603666897282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113730603666897282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113730603666897282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2006/01/stress.html' title='Stress'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-113664154295478163</id><published>2006-01-07T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T21:45:44.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Under the hot sun</title><content type='html'>Sigh. Im getting &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;darker&lt;/span&gt; by the days.. All &lt;strong&gt;thanks&lt;/strong&gt; to the training for Sec 1 Orientation. &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Blue&lt;/span&gt;-blacks, &lt;em&gt;swollen&lt;/em&gt; wrist all have happily landed on my hands and legs. And not forgetting the&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt; sun&lt;/span&gt; that is &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; mighty&lt;strong&gt; bright&lt;/strong&gt; that i&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt; wish&lt;/span&gt; i was holding an umbrella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we had a talk with Guo Hua. It was uber cos I &lt;em&gt;finally&lt;/em&gt; know &lt;strong&gt;what life likes after JC or Poly&lt;/strong&gt;. What do i like? I do not know. But&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt; i do admire him&lt;/span&gt; cos he is&lt;em&gt; so&lt;/em&gt; &lt;u&gt;bloody&lt;/u&gt; damn smart. And he told us a trick or two to get an A/B3 for maths. Will do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;"Choose where you wanna go. Where do i wanna go? Most people take up course that they eventually dont like."&lt;/span&gt; And again, What do i like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like writting, talking.. Any course suits me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;**Guo Hua, gimme ur brain. And ur Masters too, pls!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-113664154295478163?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/113664154295478163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=113664154295478163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113664154295478163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113664154295478163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2006/01/under-hot-sun.html' title='Under the hot sun'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-113647093590937914</id><published>2006-01-05T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T22:22:15.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Absence</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Oh god&lt;/strong&gt;. Its been &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hell&lt;/span&gt;. Worse&lt;em&gt; actually.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dammit la sey. &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;All the stress, the pressure&lt;/span&gt;. Im turning crazy. But its been &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;GREAT&lt;/span&gt; at the same time. Some highlights: &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Got best teachers&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Sec 1 erm ok la&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Mr Tham my co-form teacher&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MALAY O LEVEL IS LIKE LESS THAN 4 mths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. this is my shit.........................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-113647093590937914?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/113647093590937914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=113647093590937914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113647093590937914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113647093590937914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2006/01/absence.html' title='Absence'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-113559814835117055</id><published>2005-12-26T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T20:19:24.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not sorry</title><content type='html'>Im &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; sorry for hurting you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;You hurt me too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wounds &lt;strong&gt;will&lt;/strong&gt; heal, &lt;strong&gt;but&lt;/strong&gt; the scars remain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; that I dont accept &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt; or whatsoever, it just happen to fast la dammit. I &lt;strong&gt;need &lt;/strong&gt;time to adapt &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;, to adapt the reality that you now&lt;strong&gt; got&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt;. I need time to accept &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;. Accept &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;, like i need time to accept Nazzy-B. &lt;strong&gt;Dont&lt;/strong&gt; blame me and say: "Thanks for the sisterly support." I &lt;strong&gt;am&lt;/strong&gt; ever&lt;em&gt; so&lt;/em&gt; thankful that you've found someone out there to &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;share&lt;/span&gt;, to &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;laugh&lt;/span&gt;, to &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;fart&lt;/span&gt;, to &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;joke&lt;/span&gt; around with. Yes. But, lets just say &lt;strong&gt;Im&lt;/strong&gt; neutral o-&lt;em&gt;kay&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;, no the other &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; who is reading this.. &lt;strong&gt;Please&lt;/strong&gt; do take care of &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; sister ok. &lt;strong&gt;Dont break&lt;/strong&gt; her heart. She may seem &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;strong&lt;/span&gt;, but deep down she is&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; fragile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. I hope &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; do treasure her. And all the best in &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;your &lt;/span&gt;relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh.. 2nd Sis bought &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Motorola RAZR V3 (pink)&lt;/span&gt; and I changed my specs. Harhar. Ok haolianing. Hehehe. Btw,&lt;br /&gt;Im on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HIATUS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; larr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss me k. &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I'll miss you loads&lt;/span&gt;..(the bed lar. ;])&lt;br /&gt;Be back on Thurs. Till then, See ya~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-113559814835117055?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/113559814835117055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=113559814835117055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113559814835117055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113559814835117055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2005/12/not-sorry.html' title='Not sorry'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-113540875789689120</id><published>2005-12-24T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T15:19:17.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going away.</title><content type='html'>Sheeshneess. After &lt;strong&gt;3&lt;/strong&gt; days or so, then you decided to tell me? Thanks. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Thats a bundle of joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. I &lt;strong&gt;dont know&lt;/strong&gt; whether to support or not.. Dont ask me why. &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Sighhh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be on &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hiatus &lt;/span&gt;lar.. Got camp on &lt;strong&gt;Tues till Thurs&lt;/strong&gt;. Npcc camp cum Fancy Drill Practice. I tell you, i look so&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; dark&lt;/span&gt;.. There goes all my effort of trying to be 'white' when school reopen. But nonetheless, am so excited about the camp. The&lt;strong&gt; first&lt;/strong&gt; eversince &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;we&lt;/span&gt; took over, no? Hahha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I am not doing geography&lt;/span&gt;. I have no idea how to do that. &lt;s&gt;I am so like dead?&lt;/s&gt; But i think i just&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt; want to focus on literature&lt;/span&gt; since it is a humans subj too. Hmmm. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Geog &lt;/span&gt;sucks la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok la. Thats all..&lt;br /&gt;Shit lar. &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;A tit for a tit, a tat fora tat&lt;/span&gt;. I'll rmbr this day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-113540875789689120?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/113540875789689120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=113540875789689120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113540875789689120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113540875789689120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2005/12/going-away.html' title='Going away.'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-113533851591433325</id><published>2005-12-23T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T19:48:35.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meanie me</title><content type='html'>Am i that mean? Terlalu mengikut perasaan ke aku ni?&lt;br /&gt;I shall try to be nice la.... I try la k...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoos, today was a freaking asshole day. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Only 5 NCo's came&lt;/span&gt;. Like what the hell. All big talk siakk.. &lt;em&gt;Iskh cinonek ni sumeeeeee..&lt;/em&gt;  And the cadets came like one by one &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; on time. I guess its tradition ah. &lt;em&gt;Sumek janji melayu btol. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;So me and nadiah kinda waited until 3?&lt;/span&gt; Where we got so tired and went home. &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Only like 3 come after we called them to meet us?&lt;/span&gt; Like helloooo.. WE are also &lt;strong&gt;tired&lt;/strong&gt;. U all carry baton, while us riffle...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; And even the Admin is missinggg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; OVERSLEPT? HURHUR. Ur bdae i buy u alarm clocks okay? Then again, maybe not. U're rich what..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARghhH. And sorry councilors, wasnt able to make it. :( Really sorry i know you are short handed. Sighhhhhhhhh....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-113533851591433325?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/113533851591433325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=113533851591433325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113533851591433325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113533851591433325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2005/12/meanie-me.html' title='Meanie me'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-113525094395836066</id><published>2005-12-22T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T19:32:39.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He's not asking too much</title><content type='html'>He's &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; asking too much you know. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;All he wanted was to see his daughters at home&lt;/span&gt; when he goes back. You could still go out, but not so &lt;strong&gt;ALWAYS&lt;/strong&gt;. Get what i mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; asking you to be perfect. And its the fact that &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;he loves you more than any of us&lt;/span&gt;. Thats true although you cant really measure love. Yala, you were the brightest, the smartest and of cos the adik of the house.&lt;strong&gt; How come you turn to become like this&lt;/strong&gt;. OKAY FINE HE IS YOUR FUCKING FIRST LOVE BUTTTTTTTTTT you dont have to outcast us you know. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I mean, is he the only ONE that can make you feel happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im like so fucking shock when you said, "Tell me again why do i have sisters?" to THAT GUY on the phone. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;DO YOU KNOW THAT ME AND FIQA CRIED OUR LUNGS OUT. YOU KNOW?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;OH WELL YOU DONT KAN. TK NK SISTERS PE. MANER ADE NAK. YOU ONLY WANT THAT BLOODY GUY WHAT. RYT??? RYT!!! WELL YOU KNOW WHAT, YOU CAN HAVE HIM ALL YOU WANT AHHH EH!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;GOD, I TOT YOU CAN FEEL US SISTERS WERE CONCERN ABOUT YOU, BUT NO. HAVE HIM LA HAVE HIMMMMMMM..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you know what, after what happen, i aint gonna accept him to the family. No, no way. MANER DE JANTAN YG OH-SO-MANLY CALL POMPAN SAMPAI KOL 3 PAGI HUH? BURUNG HANTU PE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so fucking piss offf. yes. if i ever see him, im gonna kick his dick. Then he can become &lt;em&gt;OH-SO-MANLY&lt;/em&gt;. HAHAHA. NOW THATS &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SARCASTIC&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRRRRR~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-113525094395836066?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/113525094395836066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=113525094395836066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113525094395836066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113525094395836066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2005/12/hes-not-asking-too-much.html' title='He&apos;s not asking too much'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-113500128106041647</id><published>2005-12-19T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T22:22:28.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emotional Crisis</title><content type='html'>What a rollercoster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh. My phone is &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;better&lt;/span&gt; than ur son's phone okay. &lt;strong&gt;AT LEAST&lt;/strong&gt; its latest. &lt;strong&gt;AT LEAST&lt;/strong&gt; i paid my own bills and the phone. &lt;strong&gt;AT LEAST&lt;/strong&gt; my dad can afford 3 new series phone in one short. &lt;strong&gt;AT LEAST&lt;/strong&gt; he got money. &lt;strong&gt;AT LEAST&lt;/strong&gt; he never show off. &lt;strong&gt;AT LEAST&lt;/strong&gt; i am not tin kosong make lots of noise. Grrr. Sometimes, i just hate ur guts. Really. I mean... Ahh. Never mine. U'll never learnt from ur mistakes, no? thats sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg. He is &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;gay&lt;/span&gt;. Okay no offence. Im like&lt;em&gt; soooooooooooo&lt;/em&gt; shock. I mean. Ok fine. You're a pretty boy, but u so jiwang la. Awak jgn cam gini lar. Kite pon tk jiwang sngt. Asal awak jiwang ni. Kiter terbahak2 sey bace profile awak. Tapi serius la. Its like so shocking can? I have nothing against gays, mind you. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Be my friend&lt;/span&gt;. I teach you to teach that guy, who broke ur heart, to break his dick. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know. This guy crack me up siakkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk. And i cant believe i broke up with him. Maybe he make a&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; good friend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; then a boyfriend? Nonetheless, thank you ah. Kau mmg kawan yg best. Aku suke kawan ngan kau. Kau mesti keep contact ngan aku tau? Lol. Botak botak. As in, he's head not his name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Its been tormenting me. Really. Like dammit. Admit it can? I dono why but for some reason, i missed you. Yes. The gila-gila you. Where were you, exactly? I mean, even if you are not in love, or so you said, but at least, let us sisters know. I mean, we are here arent we? But i guess, you just need some time, no? But we do need you too. There's a gap. Really. Come back soon. We love you okay? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ok shit. Why am i crying?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-113500128106041647?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/113500128106041647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=113500128106041647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113500128106041647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113500128106041647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2005/12/emotional-crisis.html' title='Emotional Crisis'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-113482903723238332</id><published>2005-12-17T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T22:17:17.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Legally Blonde bebeH!</title><content type='html'>whoever says orange is the new pink, is seriously disturbed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Legelally blonde bebeh!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-113482903723238332?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/113482903723238332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=113482903723238332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113482903723238332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113482903723238332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2005/12/legally-blonde-bebeh.html' title='Legally Blonde bebeH!'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-113470217970216401</id><published>2005-12-16T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T11:09:13.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss them so much.</title><content type='html'>Warning this post is dedicated to my dearest family and friendss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking through the picture albums. And all of the sudden, i miss them. My friends. The pictures we took during sec 2 and the funny little things we used to do. My old friends. The high and low we go together for as long as we live. How time flies........ I got this email from Farhan. Very nice.. (i noe han. everything from you is STANDARD. :)) So i decided to post here. Read it people and pass on. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read Slowly...&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wondered which hurts the most? Saying something and wishing you hadn't?, or Saying nothing and wishing you had? I guess the most important things are the hardest things to say.Don't be afraid to tell someone you love them. If you do, they might break your heart...if you don't, you might break theirs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have u ever decided not 2 become a couple because you were so afraid of losing what you already had with that person? Your &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;heart decides&lt;/span&gt; whom it likes and whom it doesn't. You &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;can't&lt;/span&gt; tell your heart what to do. It does it on its own........when you least suspect it, or even when you don't want it to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wanted to love someone with everything you had, but that other person was too afraid to let you? Too many of us stay walled up because we are too afraid to care too much...for fear that the other person does not care as much, or even at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever denied your feelings for someone because your fear of &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;rejection&lt;/span&gt; was too hard to handle? We tell lies when we are afraid... afraid of what we don't know, afraid of what others will think, afraid of what will be found out about us. But every time we tell a lie, the thing we fear grows stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Life is all about risks and it requires you to jump&lt;/span&gt;. Don't be a person who has to look back and wonder what they would have done, or could have had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* What would you do if every time you fell in love you had to say good-bye?&lt;br /&gt;*What would you do if every time you wanted someone they would never be there?&lt;br /&gt;*What would you do if your best friend died tomorrow and you never got to tell them how you felt? (even if it is that you don't care anymore)&lt;br /&gt;*What would you do if you loved someone more than ever and you couldn't have them?&lt;br /&gt;*What would you do if you never got the chance to say I am friends with all of my family and they know I love them?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People live, but people die. I want to tell you that you are a friend. If you died tomorrow (God Forbid) you would be in my heart. Would I be in yours? If you care about me as much as I care about my fammily. You might be best friends one year, pretty good friends the next year, don't talk that often the next, and don't want to talk at all the year after that. So, I just wanted to say, even if I never talk to you again in my life, you are special to me and you have made a difference in my life, I look up to you, respect you, truly cherish you , most of all I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CARE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; about friends. Send this to all your friends, no matter how often you talk, or how close you are. Let old friends know you haven't forgotten them, and tell new friends you never will. Remember, everyone needs a friend someday you might feel like you have NO FRIENDS at all, just remember this e-mail and take comfort in knowing somebody out there cares about you and .. always will.. I care about YOU !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love you my friends and family. Yes. LOVE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-113470217970216401?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/113470217970216401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=113470217970216401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113470217970216401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113470217970216401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2005/12/miss-them-so-much.html' title='Miss them so much.'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-113463599254027552</id><published>2005-12-15T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T16:39:53.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new, new, new</title><content type='html'>yes. you heard it. yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have changed my number people. its, 91187_7_. haha. as u have read in fiqa's blog, call us, gerenti kite angkat. lol lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we are poor starting next yr since we &lt;strong&gt;need&lt;/strong&gt; to pay our own bills and our allowance is not that much really, since we come in two. go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, DO NOT, i repeat, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DO NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; expect me to spent lavishly or have coffee/tea/junkies starting next yr. i wont even have the moolahs to buy you guys, namely my friends, pressies for ur bdae. pardon me, but that just life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see ya~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-113463599254027552?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/113463599254027552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=113463599254027552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113463599254027552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113463599254027552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2005/12/new-new-new.html' title='new, new, new'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-113439300997620972</id><published>2005-12-12T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T21:10:10.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dee's Birthday</title><content type='html'>Dee's birthday was 3 days ago. And i finally resized the pictures and they are up for post. It wasnt a 'birthday party'. None of us expected it, but me and fiqa kinda surprise her. Mind you, it was after our NPCC meeting that we had the so-called party. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3643/175/320/IMG_0005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Haha. The so-called cake. I told you we didnt plan it. Mum wanted to 'make space' the fridge, so Raya cake is put up for auction! :) *laughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3643/175/320/IMG_0036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And its time to open the present from her none other, beloved brother, Al-hafidz. :) I gave her 7 mths in advance. LOL. Fiqa wanted her present opened discreetly, so i couldnt caupture any pictures. Heh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3643/175/320/IMG_0041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ahh. The joy of being pampered during your birthday. *Winks*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3643/175/320/IMG_0053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Happy birthday dee. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-113439300997620972?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/113439300997620972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=113439300997620972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113439300997620972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113439300997620972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2005/12/dees-birthday.html' title='Dee&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-113435342004764178</id><published>2005-12-12T10:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T10:10:20.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work</title><content type='html'>Im working. Yes. Got moolah. Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But only for ONE day. NOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*gasps*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-113435342004764178?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/113435342004764178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=113435342004764178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113435342004764178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113435342004764178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2005/12/work.html' title='Work'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-113421905559353240</id><published>2005-12-10T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T20:50:55.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mom is on Air</title><content type='html'>Hahas. My mom is on air with Malik, the DJ on WARNA, a malay radio channel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so mad. She never calls when my makcik or in other words, her cousin, is on duty/DJing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-113421905559353240?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/113421905559353240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=113421905559353240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113421905559353240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113421905559353240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-mom-is-on-air.html' title='My Mom is on Air'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-113421415928688657</id><published>2005-12-10T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T19:32:06.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Egads~</title><content type='html'>Anyone has the cd of those Shikin/Kito mention at the taggy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loan me okay? I hate going to the vcd renting place because the aunty thinks im underage. Yes. Me underage. Get a grip. (I accidentally gave her my hp number which will make me look like Im 13. *shake-head*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Think me, if u happen to bump into those cd.&lt;br /&gt;Muah. Much loved. *winks*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-113421415928688657?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/113421415928688657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=113421415928688657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113421415928688657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113421415928688657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2005/12/egads.html' title='Egads~'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-113419527742040035</id><published>2005-12-10T14:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T14:14:37.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wronged</title><content type='html'>Arghh. Something is wrong with the msn system. Is someone trying to hack my account of something. The moment i logged in, i always logged out &lt;em&gt;magically&lt;/em&gt;. Bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;REMEMBER THE TITANS&lt;/span&gt; rock my pinky sockkkkkks!! Gosh that movie was awesome. I was sitting/lying with my sister in the living room eating cocktails, our popcorns. :) I watched the movie TWICE and it still tinggle-ing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it shows that skin colour does not matter at all. Yes. At all. All of us have different abilities and we got to work together to make the great ship sail. Or whatever the sentence need to be. Im so happy that my literature tools is not rusting because, im so sure the next time we see our lit teacher, she'll be hammering with hot questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anymore similar movies like this? Apart from Man Of Honour? Keep me updates!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-113419527742040035?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/113419527742040035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=113419527742040035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113419527742040035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113419527742040035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2005/12/wronged.html' title='Wronged'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-113404991566345093</id><published>2005-12-08T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T21:51:55.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To movies with Hairi And Jahz</title><content type='html'>Helo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the movies with Hairi and Jahz. Planned to have a massive go-out day with everyone, but at last only the 3 of us. So we watched Zathura, a film similarly to Jumanji. But this was better. :) :) Oh yes, I was practically the only one shouting so LOUDLY. Yes. Hairi was scared. Lol Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, went to peeweewee (a new vocab, courtesy of Hairi) and ate at Burger Kings'. Was fun fun. I wasnt spose to eat oily food, but Hairi tempt me. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, took pictures. :) Pics will be posted if anyone of us happens to have a scanner. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Then, rush back home, running towards the Somerset Mrt. I didnt lose the bet lar!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You farted rite. I noe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-113404991566345093?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/113404991566345093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=113404991566345093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113404991566345093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113404991566345093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2005/12/to-movies-with-hairi-and-jahz.html' title='To movies with Hairi And Jahz'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-113367491473575060</id><published>2005-12-04T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T13:41:54.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change blogskins n name</title><content type='html'>Well hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many post from me rite? Unbelievavle rite. I noe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Changed blogskin and name. I'll be known as syfz. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya. Take care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luv.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-113367491473575060?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/113367491473575060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=113367491473575060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113367491473575060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113367491473575060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2005/12/change-blogskins-n-name.html' title='Change blogskins n name'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-113362288473745210</id><published>2005-12-03T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T23:25:21.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>India</title><content type='html'>Shall blog abt India. The 1st 2 days only.&lt;br /&gt;Day 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3643/175/320/IMG_0774.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Bye Singapore. Me and Fiqa biding our farewells.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3643/175/320/IMG_0902.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My boarding pass cut into quarters.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3643/175/320/IMG_0795.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Upon reaching india at night, the cam-whore spirits are unleashed. The malay gals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3643/175/320/IMG_0806.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Day 2. This is the hotel that we stayed in for the 2 days in Bangalore. We were promised a 3 star hotel. But this looks like 4 star in the inside. Yes. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3643/175/1600/IMG_0774.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3643/175/320/IMG_0803.jpg" border="0" /&gt;All geared up to go school in India. Cultural Exchange katerkan. ;) &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3643/175/320/IMG_0832.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The school itself. Do you know that only schildren whose parents are scientist, are able to enroll here? Stylo man. They stay here till 12 grades before going to College or Poly. Pri 1 to Sec 4? Same school? -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3643/175/320/IMG_0818.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Thats the AVA room. So cute. Their chairs are definately more comfortable than ours.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3643/175/320/IMG_0827.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Their arts are superbly fantastic. And its not even a compulsory subject yet they are enthusiastic abt it. Wow. But only girls are allowed to do this. Heh.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3643/175/320/IMG_0831.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Thats us. The whole crew. Hehe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Shall continue again. Im kinda distracted rite now. Hah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-113362288473745210?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/113362288473745210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=113362288473745210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113362288473745210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113362288473745210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2005/12/india.html' title='India'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-113361877732071241</id><published>2005-12-03T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T22:06:18.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yey! Internet connection is BACK</title><content type='html'>Hah. Yes. Finally I can blog at home. The internet connection is back. Phew~ But i dont know how long it can sustain. Oopps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was talking to my dearest galfwen. I couldnt believe it but we actually talked for 45 mins. Yes. Its been months since we last talked that long. What to do. Both of us chatterbox what. Heh. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoos, am I too loud for &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;? Well, sorry if you cant accept that fact. Im a &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt; person and I love being loud. Sorry if &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt; cant handle my loudness. You can shift far far away, &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I dont care&lt;/span&gt;. Dont ask me to change and stop saying im sensitive. Im sense-positive okay. Loud person is good rather than quiet. Do you know that quiet person is more &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;dangerous&lt;/span&gt; than loud person? See. Im not dangerous. You should love that fact. Im totally safe. Oh well. To hell with you for all i care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;em&gt;know&lt;/em&gt;. Totally irrelevant right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-113361877732071241?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/113361877732071241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=113361877732071241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113361877732071241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113361877732071241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2005/12/yey-internet-connection-is-back.html' title='Yey! Internet connection is BACK'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-113341726323377476</id><published>2005-12-01T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T14:07:43.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Computer Sucks</title><content type='html'>My computer at home is making faults again. I mean, the modem/internet connection. I will not be able to update as much as. Pictures will still be in pending mode as I have no idea how Im going to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your consideration. Anything, hit me k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of love,&lt;br /&gt;Fiza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back when the time is right. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-113341726323377476?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/113341726323377476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=113341726323377476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113341726323377476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113341726323377476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2005/12/home-computer-sucks.html' title='Home Computer Sucks'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-113341683736829404</id><published>2005-12-01T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T14:09:28.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rumbling Thoughtless Thoughts</title><content type='html'>The India trip&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; has&lt;/span&gt; taught me a thing or two. Mostly, its about&lt;em&gt; surviving&lt;/em&gt; the friendship through the 9 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit it was definately a rollercoster where &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;trust and close bondings&lt;/span&gt; are put up for auction. Yes. Its over and done with. We did our reflection and the little talk we had, had settled the disagreement. Well, that was what I thought too, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;at first&lt;/span&gt;. But it havent dissolve rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing for sure, that I want &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;you &lt;/span&gt;to keep reminded is that, if &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; want to tell secrets to only one person, and do not want anyone else to know, please do it discreetly. Thank &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;. Because, it will only &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;erupt suspicion between the rest of us&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there is no point in penning all this down, but it seems like there are dissettlement between us. Lets just settle the&lt;em&gt; score&lt;/em&gt; for&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; once&lt;/span&gt; will you? Stop hiding and saying its okay, but actually its not. Im tired of pretending that everything is okay, im tired of trying to please everyone. Im tired of hiding my true feelings. Too bad if you thing I've change. But I dont think so, In fact, I think/feel Im just finding my &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;true self&lt;/span&gt; in this journey called Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever heard, nothing is constant except Changes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I finally got it out of my chest. Im &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;not sorry&lt;/span&gt; for being selfish by doing this. But Im sorry that it turn out this way. I make my mistake but i cannot fade it way. Will we be okay? Perhaps like Hermoine Granger said: Everything is gonna change doesnt it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-113341683736829404?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/113341683736829404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=113341683736829404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113341683736829404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113341683736829404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2005/12/rumbling-thoughtless-thoughts.html' title='Rumbling Thoughtless Thoughts'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-113317541810601062</id><published>2005-11-28T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T18:56:59.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im back</title><content type='html'>Vanakeeem people~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes Yes. India trip is AMAZING and it took my BREATH away. HeeHee. It was enjoyable and it is NOT as bad as you think it is. :) :) I certainly will say out loud: " I LOVE INDIA "... spectacular, indcredible and etc. Harhar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pics will be uploaded soon enough IF i have all my time with the comp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fastforward, I went to see Harry Potter today. The SECOND time!!!!!!!! The first time was with my eldest at 10 am on Saturday morning. And today, with the movies people. Anyone wanna watch with me again? But you have to splurge on me cos im broke. I spent $30 in 3 days. A double no-no for me given my allowance rate this holiday season. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells, I gave it 2.5 bites out of 5. The ending is sooooooooo dissapointed. Yes. Very. (for those who are Harry Potter Fanatic will agree with me). This is because, alot of things are not inside and the urgeness/energy have evaporated to put it in words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was a nice try. Oh by the way, anyone wanna sell me all the series of harry potter books that are in good condition BUT cheap? Keep me in mind!!!! ( i dont mind if its for my next yr bdae pressie as long as i have all the six books, im in heaven)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-113317541810601062?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/113317541810601062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=113317541810601062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113317541810601062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113317541810601062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2005/11/im-back.html' title='Im back'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-113220690744971939</id><published>2005-11-17T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T13:55:07.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye Bye Singapore, Hello India</title><content type='html'>I will be back on the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;25 of Nov 05&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to India (Bangalore) to have lots of fun..&lt;br /&gt;&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/7912032-113220690744971939?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/113220690744971939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=113220690744971939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113220690744971939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113220690744971939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2005/11/bye-bye-singapore-hello-india.html' title='Bye Bye Singapore, Hello India'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-113187218309501169</id><published>2005-11-13T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T16:56:23.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poetic Devices</title><content type='html'>oh shucks. The photos of my hari raya-ing isnt uploaded yet. Anyways, here are the poem that is currently in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, it is a hmwk given by our Magnificient Lit Teacher and Im lazy to think for any magnificient answer, Heh. Answer for me, that is you're smart enough for me ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Unknown Citizen&lt;br /&gt;He was found by the Bureau of Statistics to be&lt;br /&gt;One against whom there was no official complaint,&lt;br /&gt;And all the reports on his conduct agree&lt;br /&gt;That in the modern sense of an old-fashioned world, he was a saint&lt;br /&gt;For everything he did he served the Greater Community.&lt;br /&gt;Except fot the War till the day he retired&lt;br /&gt;He worked in a factory and never got fired&lt;br /&gt;But satisfied his employers, Fudge Motors Inc.&lt;br /&gt;Yet he wasnt a scab or odd in his views&lt;br /&gt;For his union reports that he paid his dues,&lt;br /&gt;(our report on his Union shows it was sound)&lt;br /&gt;And our Socail Psychology workers found&lt;br /&gt;That he was popular with his mate and like to drink&lt;br /&gt;The Press are convinced that he brought a paper everyday&lt;br /&gt;And that his reachtion to advertisement were normal in every way.&lt;br /&gt;Policies taken out on his name prove that he was fully insured&lt;br /&gt;And his Health-card shows he was once in hospital but left it cured.&lt;br /&gt;Both Producers Research and High-Grade Living declare&lt;br /&gt;He was fully sensible to the advantages of the Installment Plan&lt;br /&gt;And had everything necessary to Modern Man,&lt;br /&gt;A phonograph, a radio, a car and a frigidaire.&lt;br /&gt;Our researchers into public opinion for the time of the year&lt;br /&gt;When there was peace, he was for peace, when there was war, he went.&lt;br /&gt;He was married and added five children to the population,&lt;br /&gt;Which our Eugenist says was the right number for a parent of his&lt;br /&gt;generation,&lt;br /&gt;And our teachers report that he never interfered wtih their education.&lt;br /&gt;Was he free? Was he happy? The question is absurd:&lt;br /&gt;Had anything been wrong, we should certainly have heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, the question:&lt;br /&gt;1) Why does the State regard the citizen as a 'saint'(line14)&lt;br /&gt;2) What is the poet's attitude towards the state? How do you know this? What is your own impression of the state? Support your answer with evidence.&lt;br /&gt;3) Do you think the citizen was a happy man? Why or Why not? Give reasons to support your points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. lazy me. *colin do for me k?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok la. buye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-113187218309501169?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/113187218309501169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=113187218309501169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113187218309501169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113187218309501169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2005/11/poetic-devices.html' title='Poetic Devices'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-113168292002754788</id><published>2005-11-11T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T12:22:00.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back</title><content type='html'>Arghhh. The novelty of writting is very very evaporated. Ya lah. I dono what to blog about. Everything Fiqa blogged ald. So, im left with, nothing. nada. zilch. zero... Hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But rest assured, to my readers, if u are still reading la... I will find substance to my blog la. I will, I must. muahahhaa. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oklah... nth to blog liao.. going to india soon and bla bla bla.. have to get the powerpoint ready and all the hmwrks done... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-113168292002754788?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/113168292002754788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=113168292002754788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113168292002754788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113168292002754788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2005/11/back.html' title='Back'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-113085480605051567</id><published>2005-11-01T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T22:20:06.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Raya</title><content type='html'>Gonna be on Hiatus bebeh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari Raya is here and I'll be going awayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First to- India... Hehehehehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;Second to- Hse to Hse so i can eat all the delicious lontong, ketupat and not forgetting the kuih muihs that will be on the table..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Selamat Hari Raya&lt;/span&gt;, and goodbye the month of Ramadhan. See you again SOON!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-113085480605051567?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/113085480605051567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=113085480605051567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113085480605051567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113085480605051567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2005/11/selamat-hari-raya.html' title='Selamat Hari Raya'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-113074141335954230</id><published>2005-10-31T14:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T14:50:13.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My portfolio</title><content type='html'>In school rite now.. Doing the ePortfolio.. A project given by the MOE something something. Sheesh.. Dont no what to do anymore. There are currently 7 chapters in my life.. and 22 topics or so. Somemore what to rite??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. Wanna hear a joke? Warning... Its very Lame...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What door that, even 10 people also cannot push?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth hurts, but reality bites. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the lighther side, to all muslimin and muslimat, Selamat Hari Raya. I wanna beg for forgiveness for whatever wrongdoing I did to anyone of you guys reading this or my friends. Last but not least, Happy Hols and dont forget to do your homework ahhh!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-113074141335954230?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/113074141335954230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=113074141335954230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113074141335954230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113074141335954230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-portfolio.html' title='My portfolio'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-113067702056129159</id><published>2005-10-30T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T20:57:00.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hols Homework</title><content type='html'>Ok. I finished-ing my pyhsic soon. Chemistry...haiyoooooo. Ok la. In the middle of doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now Im doing my English homework. 3 book review, 400 words each. Can die rite? Gagagagaga...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And im busy chatting with friends. No time can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blaearghhhh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-113067702056129159?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/113067702056129159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=113067702056129159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113067702056129159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113067702056129159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2005/10/hols-homework.html' title='Hols Homework'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-113057900195940454</id><published>2005-10-29T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T17:43:21.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>newness</title><content type='html'>Yayness. Finally. I have changed my blogskiin leee.. *phew* no more naggings can Mr punat himself. *lalalalala*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, got back all the results and I think I did fairly well. :D Haha.. Should strive harder. Talking about striving, teachers are giving pile of homeworks to be done during this long break. (Farhan, ur break how long?) 2 mths work of paperworks and projects. Sheesh. To make it more worse, its indivivual. *sadness*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently finishing all my Combined Science (my fav. subj of the mth) by this monday. Have to pass up by next friday wad. Hari Raya you noe.. :( so sad la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but oh wells.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-113057900195940454?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/113057900195940454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=113057900195940454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113057900195940454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/113057900195940454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2005/10/newness.html' title='newness'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-112952368649293794</id><published>2005-10-17T12:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T12:34:46.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Over and done with it</title><content type='html'>Can I shout?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS OVER~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalalalala. Exams are over....BUT... result will be out in 3 days time. 0.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, got to go back to school during the Marking Papers. Shesshh. For our An Enemy of The People. Its the WHOLE sec 3 express combination. Hopes it all goes well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To leaders of each class, meeting 7.25 AM..&lt;br /&gt;To 3e3, meet same time at 7.25 AM.&lt;br /&gt;To the rest of the classmates meet at 9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) :) Ok? Anything call my hse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-112952368649293794?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/112952368649293794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=112952368649293794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/112952368649293794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/112952368649293794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2005/10/over-and-done-with-it.html' title='Over and done with it'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-112918512559394821</id><published>2005-10-13T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T14:32:05.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weee. Tempted temptation</title><content type='html'>Yeah!! I left only 3 papers. And they are Literature, FnN and Physics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) Exams are "over". Im so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was maths paper. Shld say it was easy peasy, but I dun want to get&lt;em&gt; too&lt;/em&gt; over-confident. Heh. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing to blog about. Hows ya all? Ade baik? (Now i sound like Hasri) Yikes~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat berpuase korang korang. Jgan puase yok yok tau. Nanti kene pukol ngn sendok!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-112918512559394821?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/112918512559394821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=112918512559394821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/112918512559394821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/112918512559394821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2005/10/weee-tempted-temptation.html' title='Weee. Tempted temptation'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-112852637015458865</id><published>2005-10-05T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T23:32:50.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my fingers itched</title><content type='html'>ahaha. how lame and how people reacts sometyms brought me to my tears. tears of sarcasm of cos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when one ppl, make a comment, the other hurt party will also give a comment BASE on one's feelings. then, the OTHER PARTY, meaning the friend's of the writer, will certainly AGREES with whatever his/her friends says. ISNT that dumb. period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whose truth is the truth? just bcos, the majority FELT &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; it is the truth, DOESNT mean THAT is the truth. see. understand. statement. EVIDENCE~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to passerby on zul's blog/tagboard. everyone is childlike. NO ONE is TOTALLY GROWN UP. the word grown up is so ironic. TELL ME ARE YOU GROWN UP? physically yes but not mentally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: i noe i shldnt blog. but its so tempting when someone make my twin tick. latas everyone. my paper start 2mrw. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-112852637015458865?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/112852637015458865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=112852637015458865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/112852637015458865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/112852637015458865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-fingers-itched.html' title='my fingers itched'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-112721682413478104</id><published>2005-09-20T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T19:47:04.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiatus (Final Year Exams)</title><content type='html'>goodbye world.&lt;br /&gt;goodbye keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;goodbye blogspot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be on hiatus.&lt;br /&gt;a long one that is.&lt;br /&gt;final year exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish me lucks. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-112721682413478104?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/112721682413478104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=112721682413478104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/112721682413478104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/112721682413478104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2005/09/hiatus-final-year-exams.html' title='Hiatus (Final Year Exams)'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-112714083938891421</id><published>2005-09-19T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T22:40:39.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends or Foe</title><content type='html'>What can i say? Easy come easy goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was running ard the whole school today. The people who was suppose to take video, all cabot and run away. Poor Ms Debbie have to find substitute. W/O saying can noe who le mah. I think she was quite pissed la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, congratulations to Happy Fish aka Hui Yu for winning the Second position. I am proud of you man! You were perspiring badly hah? Relax. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the poem of friendship I wrote a few days back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Friends come and go&lt;br /&gt;This you should noe&lt;br /&gt;dont be a bodo,&lt;br /&gt;If staying means no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If pple dont appreciate&lt;br /&gt;just go and apparate&lt;br /&gt;dont wait till its too late&lt;br /&gt;or your heat will break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some people don like you&lt;br /&gt;some people do.&lt;br /&gt;thats how life revovles&lt;br /&gt;every problems can solve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is what friendship means&lt;br /&gt;going thru thick and thin&lt;br /&gt;only true friends,&lt;br /&gt;leave footprints..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bloody copyrighted by me!! :) quite meaningful eh? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-112714083938891421?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/112714083938891421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=112714083938891421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/112714083938891421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/112714083938891421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2005/09/friends-or-foe.html' title='Friends or Foe'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-112704320567360556</id><published>2005-09-18T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T19:33:25.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem Freak</title><content type='html'>I wrote 2 poems. but shy la want to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. Maybe next tym ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-112704320567360556?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/112704320567360556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=112704320567360556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/112704320567360556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/112704320567360556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2005/09/poem-freak.html' title='Poem Freak'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-112696023365729692</id><published>2005-09-17T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T19:05:12.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Survivathon 2005 at Chung Cheng High Sch</title><content type='html'>Today I met Nazirul Mubin Bin somethingsomething. My very first male-bestfriend!! Although, we have seperated for many many years, we didnt ran out of words to talk.  He's tall, tan, no more the atuk2 kinda thing and his in NPCC. Oh, he's schooling in Telok Kurau Sec. And I forgot to ask for his email add so we can keep in contact. Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiqa picture is in the newspaper, Berita Harian. (a malay newspaper) Her baby steps towards stardom. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I studied. Yesh. For the Friday Revision Test. :) Yey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 more days to Final Year. *screams*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-112696023365729692?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/112696023365729692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=112696023365729692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/112696023365729692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/112696023365729692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2005/09/survivathon-2005-at-chung-cheng-high.html' title='Survivathon 2005 at Chung Cheng High Sch'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-112669795378698102</id><published>2005-09-14T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T19:39:13.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yescom Dinner and AEOP</title><content type='html'>Im so elated. We won. Damn. We won. We, the freaking INE and non-INE won the Yescom Competition. The competition sponsored by Kesuma and the Berita Harian (a malay newspaper).. Haha. Our position, 6th out of 20 schools. Not bad ey? But the clear winner is the kiddies from the primary school. :) They were the one (actually only the malay girl laaa) that visited our stall every minute or so so talk to us. She is sweet and definately bubbly. I was so happy that they won.. And the Bedok North didnt clinched anything.. Its sad, but oh well. And yah, we make friends with this Majusri Sec boys who are ermm..very very small. And they cheered for us, vice versa. =) Congrats to Shawn Tan, Maimunah, Jie Hao, Me, Fiqa and last but not least, the beauty among us, Nadiah!! We did well despite the fightings and the quarrels. &lt;s&gt;WE WON YOU GODDAMIITTS!!&lt;/s&gt; Pictures will be updated in due time. *waits for shawn's email*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Enemy of the People, is not bad. We are definately progressing with the costumes and all. Its shld have been like this the last tym. But its better than laaateerrr rite? :) :) So proud of all of us. We got things done nice and quick. Hopefully, we all dont panic untill forgot our lines ya? Wishing you all the luccccccccccccckkk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendster has changed its layout again. Blearghh. Its more confusing now. But i guess its because, im friendster illiterate? Heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok chiow ppl. Gotto do my work now. See ya~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-112669795378698102?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/112669795378698102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=112669795378698102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/112669795378698102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/112669795378698102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2005/09/yescom-dinner-and-aeop.html' title='Yescom Dinner and AEOP'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-112652451139929528</id><published>2005-09-12T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T19:28:31.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams in like 3-4 weeks time? What the hell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got malay hmwk. I havent do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k. bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy ur life ppl while i suffer. *smirks*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-112652451139929528?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/112652451139929528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=112652451139929528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/112652451139929528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/112652451139929528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2005/09/heh-exams-in-like-3-4-weeks-time-what.html' title=''/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-112626842466697954</id><published>2005-09-09T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T20:20:24.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No idea</title><content type='html'>I have no idea what to blog. Seriously. I've been staring at this page for full ten mins. My fingers felt numb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its because of the situation I felt two hour plus plus ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear you,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you are okay. The after-the-Mcdonalds thingy was so uncalled. Dont be sad la kay. Guys are so _______. Cheer up. Today is just not your day. Call me up if you feel like talking ok? Your mood is affecting me too. Gimme a smile if you happen to read this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearest you,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you are okay too. Dont stress up too much about the 4th-Sept thingy okay? You'll be fine. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im done. Nothing much to say. Will update you guys once I find substance for my writting~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-112626842466697954?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/112626842466697954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=112626842466697954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/112626842466697954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/112626842466697954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2005/09/no-idea.html' title='No idea'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-112600010843356356</id><published>2005-09-06T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T18:01:24.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures of the us in P.Semakau</title><content type='html'>Here are the pictures of the pulau semakau triip. nth to do lar.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 245px; HEIGHT: 228px" height="725" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a285/ms-syfz/a129548c.jpg" width="806" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 198px; HEIGHT: 146px" height="307" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a285/ms-syfz/d046f12f.jpg" width="190" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Fiqa. Finding animals i think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 227px; HEIGHT: 163px" height="276" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a285/ms-syfz/bbf6cf9d.jpg" width="235" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shikin and me in the bus. Bored~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 195px; HEIGHT: 134px" height="283" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a285/ms-syfz/c998fbb4.jpg" width="210" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colin and me kissing. Yesh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 222px; HEIGHT: 175px" height="363" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a285/ms-syfz/3b6e5e41.jpg" width="228" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Illegal immigrant la. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 245px; HEIGHT: 195px" height="713" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a285/ms-syfz/c428474f.jpg" width="777" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this pic alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all. Haha. The rest of the pictures censored la. :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: anyone e3 going for the Sentosa trip?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-112600010843356356?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/112600010843356356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=112600010843356356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/112600010843356356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/112600010843356356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2005/09/pictures-of-us-in-psemakau.html' title='Pictures of the us in P.Semakau'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-112599890249553126</id><published>2005-09-06T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T17:29:49.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired</title><content type='html'>im tired. very mentally tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let nature take its course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya. i give no efforts in it. i admit. y? im just tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too tired to do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im too suffering frm this long-hiatus-pause-myt-be-permanent frienship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but im just to tired to relieve the past. im moving foward without looking back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is that wrong?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-112599890249553126?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/112599890249553126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=112599890249553126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/112599890249553126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/112599890249553126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2005/09/tired.html' title='Tired'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-112599654007921074</id><published>2005-09-06T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T16:49:00.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changed skin</title><content type='html'>I've changed my skin due to naggings frm someone. *points to erlynna*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt that, to supress anger, you gotta love. no sense ryt. I noe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;atta ya'all~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-112599654007921074?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/112599654007921074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=112599654007921074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/112599654007921074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/112599654007921074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2005/09/changed-skin.html' title='Changed skin'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-112574668896102982</id><published>2005-09-03T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T19:43:09.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Day</title><content type='html'>Im a proud owner of a new pair of slippers. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so cashness now. I have gotten my payment!! Being a tutor ROCKS! Yey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna shop more tomorow. yesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. all my wishlist can be burn now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) It definately lift my spirit up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, against 41.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-112574668896102982?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/112574668896102982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=112574668896102982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/112574668896102982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/112574668896102982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2005/09/happy-day.html' title='Happy Day'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-112566902182110332</id><published>2005-09-02T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T21:50:21.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy and Sadness filled me</title><content type='html'>Holidays are here! Hooorayyy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. What can I say.. Hmmm. The teacher-visiting is definately enjoyable and fun. But it could have been better if the whole gang came. That includes u, Hafiz and the list goes on on on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking to Saiful now. We are debating and it looks like we can bite each other heads off. Oh well. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have proved to you that we can do 120 push ups in that spot. So, who dare say we not strong? Im not blaming u all. As i have said outside the cadet room door, we all love you and we just want you to love us back only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you guys k. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-112566902182110332?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/112566902182110332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=112566902182110332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/112566902182110332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/112566902182110332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2005/09/happy-and-sadness-filled-me.html' title='Happy and Sadness filled me'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-112532789719306967</id><published>2005-08-29T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T23:17:39.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So many stuffs</title><content type='html'>Its been sometimes since I last blogged due to the activities and a play that requires my upmost attention. Jeez. Well, alot of happened recently. Rekindled of friendship, and bla bla bla. And I shall just summarise it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The play (An Enemy of the People) I should say that we are progressing, but slowly that is. I just cant understand why you dont want to go with my idea: Just to zoom in, in the characters' point of view. But I guess, the Joseph people know more of this stuff than Video Club people. So, I hope it turns out well as you'll have realise, we are left with less than a week to finish the whole play production. Wishing you the best, director.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teacher-student idol is well, most appreciated by the tanglinians, heh? Surprise surprise, all the performance are made up of the Upper Sec Studs. The Lower Sec died I guess. But I really wonder, what will happen after all of the enthusiasm people have graduated? *think of the geeks &amp; nerds* Haha. Okayy, that is wayyy beyong my point. I hope everything goes well and hopefully, on that day there will be no, I repeat no technical problems ey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The student councilors, as I speak, are rushing through their homeworks and getting the Teacher's Day items ready. Its tough because, Tanglin is not known for its co-operativeness. I remembered that time, one teacher said, "Tanglin is still as unorganized..." Well, double doom for us then. I have been rushing for the votes, the plagues and the stuffs. Even the giant card is in a mess. I just cant seem to understand why the Sec 2 councilors is so, so, so..... undescriable. I cant believe she has the cheek to speak behind her own friends. Uggh. I hate it when soneone tries to backstab the other. I mean, ohh. I duno what Im trying to conclude here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I had mention, in my tagboard, we had rugby match against the 3e1 during Thursday's recess. It was fun because it looks like a real match. Not to mention the number of crowds that sat by the seatings there. Heh. I was told that there was a mini gambling that took place. It was a rough game and eventually, the winner is us. Thanks to Happy Fish and Shannen. We are thinking of having another friendly match, &lt;strong&gt;after&lt;/strong&gt; all of us have healed that is. Thankfully, the 3e1 studs are not sore-losers and boy, we had fun didnt we girls? Hee-Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My results have been poor and good in a sense. I have improved on my combine science which i hope is a B3 according to my calculations, and an A for my literature. I have slacked in Maths according to Ms Debbie, which saddens me the most because they are my top piority now. I have put in effort to improve, but I guess, the maths grades like their present state huh? Okay, enough of the blues la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks goodness all the cat fights have ended. And no more cold shoulders. I just hope she wont forget me since the rekindling of the lost-then-found friendship with &lt;strong&gt;her&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait for the teacher's day celebration because I really wanna prove to &lt;strong&gt;her&lt;/strong&gt; that this year batch of councilors is the CAN-MAKE-IT-ONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. The End! Go tag noww.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-112532789719306967?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/112532789719306967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=112532789719306967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/112532789719306967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/112532789719306967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2005/08/so-many-stuffs.html' title='So many stuffs'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-112471582341293137</id><published>2005-08-22T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T21:15:29.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yaya Papaya</title><content type='html'>So &lt;s&gt;fucking&lt;/s&gt; great. None of my group members (literature grp) can meet &lt;strong&gt;my dateline&lt;/strong&gt;. Why? Some of you may ask. U see, the whole project is suppose to hand in on Thurs. But apparently, Im not good in last minute work and I have my own personal time to take care of. The work was given on Friday and I asked them to hand in to me by Monday. Not unreasonable aye? All yaya papaya say okay. Now, I've been sitting in front of my oh-so-lovely-comp for 3 hrs. &lt;em&gt;Patiently&lt;/em&gt; waiting. Im not being difficult you noe. This is for the best, if you finish earlier, you got more time for yourself ryt? But, sadly, Im the only one in the group who can forsee this. I wish I could choose my grp members. Now, that is a wish that I wish would come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways..Teachers' Day is coming. And Im thinking of going back &lt;em&gt;there&lt;/em&gt;. Saiful is planning all this. Haha. Poor guy, left clueless. We will be picnic-king under the void deck playing true or dare. No, dont get us wrong. We are not the minah-mat who spent their time under void decks. Its just that we have no place to go and I suggest we have picnic. (meaning, there will be basket of food for us to gobble. yey.) We went McDonalds last yr.. -_-" Long story.... So, anyone interested? Only open to the pri-sch members. Tag, see left!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, there is this temporary Police post under my blog there there. Hehe. All the men in blue uniforms.. Kak Rai's heaven. I wonder how she is doing. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the F**K. Still no literature work? #$%^&amp;amp; Wam ba dan! Ni men chi Si!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-112471582341293137?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/112471582341293137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=112471582341293137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/112471582341293137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/112471582341293137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2005/08/yaya-papaya.html' title='Yaya Papaya'/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-112454627611439137</id><published>2005-08-20T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T22:02:37.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3643/175/1600/the3ofus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3643/175/320/the3ofus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; C-tea, Me, Fiqa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3643/175/1600/kisses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3643/175/320/kisses.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3643/175/1600/blow%20wind%20blow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3643/175/320/blow%20wind%20blow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kiss me! Me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3643/175/1600/th_Fiqa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3643/175/320/th_Fiqa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3643/175/1600/bum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3643/175/320/bum.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures, I adore them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-112454627611439137?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/112454627611439137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=112454627611439137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/112454627611439137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/112454627611439137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2005/08/c-tea-me-fiqa-kiss-me-me-pictures-i.html' title=''/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-112428823042897294</id><published>2005-08-17T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T22:17:10.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Boohoo. Cry with me fellas. Or rejoice if so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. maths paper was definately a killer. I was killed and still determined to be alive again. I sat on the chair and thought, "God, gimme a distinction for this." But soon I realise, it was just wishful thinking. Its saddening because I spend 2 freaking days to study for it. And none, nada-zilch-zero, of what I study came out in the paper. Like fiqa said, absolutely no absolute. I almost bawl my eyes. Dont give up. All the way. Anyone seconds to my decision?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting-planning-acheiving to get As for all my subjects too. I AM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me lucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-112428823042897294?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/112428823042897294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=112428823042897294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/112428823042897294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/112428823042897294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2005/08/boohoo.html' title=''/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-112341500657513738</id><published>2005-08-09T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T19:43:26.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday Singaporeee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I will be back again someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Common test is here and so the so-called retest for sergeant. ArghHH! Liar liar pants on fire. I tot we took it already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bitch is the word!!!! $%^&amp;*#@!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hiatus~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-112341500657513738?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/112341500657513738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=112341500657513738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/112341500657513738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/112341500657513738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2005/08/happy-birthday-singaporeee-and-i-will_09.html' title=''/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-112321804685168547</id><published>2005-08-05T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T13:00:46.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Weee. In school comp lab now. Ms Chin and Mdm Hasnira is not here. So a relief techer came. She is SO sweet, her face I mean. She's so cool. Aww man. If she is a teacher in this school, I would definately LOVE her. She is so TEENAGER.. I loike her alot!! :) :) :) Its a happy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played rughby just now during P.E. It was the best game ever, to us girls la. The boys were badly bruised as they had a match with the 3n3 students. Rough game; mouth bleeding, legs ozzing with blood, head probbing, etc. So &lt;em&gt;anyway&lt;/em&gt;, I hugged Hui Yu aka Happy fish and push her down on the field. Just like the actions in Smallville. Shannen butt kena smack by the hard floor. :) :)  see, I told you it was a happy day~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths paper rock my world. It so freaking nice. I wont say its easy coz I dunwan to be over-confident. :) Hopefully, all ends well. All ends well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, Aidil, Bjorn, Justine and Javier kena scold by Ms Solastri during our literature period. Haha. It is &lt;strong&gt;definately&lt;/strong&gt; a happy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-112321804685168547?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/112321804685168547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=112321804685168547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/112321804685168547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/112321804685168547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2005/08/weee.html' title=''/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912032.post-112311529360489005</id><published>2005-08-04T08:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T08:28:13.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im at comp lab now! Studying for the upcoming test. SCREAMSSS!! I have no freaking idea of what to dp. Just wish me lucks k. That will so, &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; do me good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh damn. I forgot to bring my allowance to school today. ShYT!! Oh well. Leila come to my rescue anyway, she gave me KITKAT which I enchanged for a SNICKERS with Ctea. She can be a BIG BABY when she dont get what she wants. HAHA. I hope you reading this hon!! :) *looks right*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.. Geog test is also today. Screw me Screw me... :( So sad I didnt even study last night for the two tests. Haix. Lazyy piggy piggy meeee~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt even do my maths homework.. WHHOPPS.. Gonna copy it during recess and study for Geog simultaneously. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a sad day today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7912032-112311529360489005?l=my-point-of-view.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/feeds/112311529360489005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7912032&amp;postID=112311529360489005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/112311529360489005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7912032/posts/default/112311529360489005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-point-of-view.blogspot.com/2005/08/im-at-comp-lab-now-studying-for.html' title=''/><author><name>fyyyza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02714899534725110984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GoVUFlR1tRk/SKBbhtk_UkI/AAAAAAAAC6w/4vuIoUY2RWE/s1600-R/Image000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
