<?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-10278569</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:08:21.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the rantings of a young adult</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>177</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-5220760339850831438</id><published>2008-03-14T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T07:06:43.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what the shit</title><content type='html'>ok so at last, I'm blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;schedule's been super hectic! soccer trngs are thrice in a wk.. if not that, I've MCS..&lt;br /&gt;I've to juggle with studies.. my increasing workload of tutorials, assignments and a portfolio for GP.&lt;br /&gt;argh i hate sch! is it too late to realise?&lt;br /&gt;hahahah. according to Atiqah, I'm a tad too slowww.&lt;br /&gt;ohman. I had depressions a few times in TJ. &lt;br /&gt;it's just shit. God, give me strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note,&lt;br /&gt;soccer trng was great on Weds. it was pouring so we did drills and drills and silly games in the dance studio. (:&lt;br /&gt;after that, a few of us and snrs and Melissa, our coach had dinner.&lt;br /&gt;I thought things wd be awkward but all went well. infact, great.&lt;br /&gt;I learnt a few things abt some of my snrs. and got to know the coach better, on a more personal level.&lt;br /&gt;Soo min was really entertaining, her hand gestures when she talked were too funny.&lt;br /&gt;she's frm Nepal.&lt;br /&gt;Shi xuan wants to go to poly after her A's to pursue fisio, Fann wants to be a cartoonist.&lt;br /&gt;it was hilarious bc I thought I heard she wanted to be a cartoon.&lt;br /&gt;so I burst out laughing even before she cd finish her word. she's too cute bc she still watches cartoons at her age.&lt;br /&gt;we bonded more, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Trudy is one of the ppl I cd really get along with in soccer. she's extremely lame but makes me feel at ease.&lt;br /&gt;I am still brushing up on my kicking skills, I know I've a long way to go but I will.. I &lt;b&gt; have &lt;/b&gt; to prove someone wrong.&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm the weakest player by far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, I went up with the lovelies to watch Step up 2 the streets!&lt;br /&gt;Atiqah, Azrina and Huda. omg, I missed them soo much. we shd meet up often and update each otr. but who am I kidding. once everything starts, with PW coming up, my schedule will be super tight.&lt;br /&gt;no room to breathe.&lt;br /&gt;the movie was spectacular! my anticipation and $6 were for nothing. (:&lt;br /&gt;I am so in love with the male protagonist and the geek who rocked the dance floor.&lt;br /&gt;the crew was amazing. the final performance, in the rain, was really mind-blowing. &lt;br /&gt;left me wanting for more..&lt;br /&gt;I love the female lead bc of her spunk, attitude and dance skills. I've to give it up to the producers of the movie. &lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy bc I just watched an awesome movie. just like how I felt ytd bc I had goood food. I'd brought them to raffles shopping mall and make each of them try the fried mars bars. haha.&lt;br /&gt;ytd was my sister's bday. (: &lt;br /&gt;went out with mom dearest and sister. maximum satisfaction and enjoyment for 2 consecutive days. why can't this last? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photo of the year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JpAii3G_hLk/R9qGD0WJWeI/AAAAAAAAADQ/_crHcRIeOFk/s1600-h/perv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JpAii3G_hLk/R9qGD0WJWeI/AAAAAAAAADQ/_crHcRIeOFk/s320/perv.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177598121765067234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my beloved Grace, lured into the arms of pervert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;their mouths did not make contact at all. there's a biscuit in btwn.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-5220760339850831438?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/5220760339850831438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=5220760339850831438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/5220760339850831438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/5220760339850831438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-shit.html' title='what the shit'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JpAii3G_hLk/R9qGD0WJWeI/AAAAAAAAADQ/_crHcRIeOFk/s72-c/perv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-5746700097396833543</id><published>2008-02-25T23:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T07:30:07.011-08:00</updated><title type='text'>realisation</title><content type='html'>today marked a new beginning. &lt;br /&gt;shall not talk abt the lectures I had in Tj. haha.&lt;br /&gt;mundane stuff.&lt;br /&gt;had my first dental appt, since last month. now that the braces had been fixed, I only hv to come like once a mth to geth them tightened.&lt;br /&gt;before that, I crashed Mj bcos I had a lot of time to kill. lessons ended at 1.20 but I'm only meeting Mom at Bdk interchange at 3.30.&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to go with XY but she left earlier, taking a cab. she actually skipped her Art lesson.&lt;br /&gt;mischief among Tjcians.&lt;br /&gt;I bumped into more Tjcians, like Sylvia, in the bus.&lt;br /&gt;she started the conversation first. she appeared very friendly, so I completely forgot all the negative perceptions I'd of her previously.&lt;br /&gt;we walked through the side gate together, where XY was already waiting..&lt;br /&gt;we were greeted by GUESS WHO. &lt;br /&gt;Ikhwan and some otr OGLs. their game station was there.&lt;br /&gt;Hakim was there also.&lt;br /&gt;the conversation was like this&lt;br /&gt;Hakim: Hello ppl. I can't see who u really are. &lt;br /&gt;that's what u get for not wearing specs.&lt;br /&gt;Syaz: Hi Hakim.&lt;br /&gt;Hakim: Oh! what u doing here? &lt;br /&gt;S: crashing...&lt;br /&gt;another convo was gg on concurrently.&lt;br /&gt;Ikhwan turned his attn on me,&lt;br /&gt;to Sylvia: eh eh. the girl nxt to u, what's her name??&lt;br /&gt;Syaz: SYAZ.&lt;br /&gt;I: do u still want to pay for ur OGL tee shirt?&lt;br /&gt;S: I don't mind&lt;br /&gt;H: she doesn't MIND. hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;I: I tried calling u a few times. tak dapat ah.&lt;br /&gt;S: oh. I changed my hp no.&lt;br /&gt;I: I called ur hse also.&lt;br /&gt;S: oh. is it? when?&lt;br /&gt;I: tak ingat ah..&lt;br /&gt;S: when to pay?&lt;br /&gt;I: today's the deadline! *widens eyes and sound as if it's end of the world  do u hv $17 with u now?&lt;br /&gt;S: NO. I'll go ask ard later..&lt;br /&gt;H: it's ok ah. I help her pay first. *throws wallet&lt;br /&gt;I: chehhh.&lt;br /&gt;I was peeved.&lt;br /&gt;H: just take my money la.&lt;br /&gt;I: ok. aku amek sumer. *kids around&lt;br /&gt;S: thank u Hakim! I'll pay u tmr.&lt;br /&gt;I: anw ah, where are u now?&lt;br /&gt;S: erm, Tj.&lt;br /&gt;H: the cheeena sch. &lt;br /&gt;S: uhh. *can tell frm my expression Tj's not as fun as MJ&lt;br /&gt;I: appeal bk ah.&lt;br /&gt;S: leceh ah..&lt;br /&gt;H: this girl very lazy. &lt;br /&gt;S: thank u once again! &lt;br /&gt;walks off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the feeling in Mj's one of a kind. I soaked it up and savoured every moment of it.&lt;br /&gt;OSC was going on. games, OGLs in blue tee, OGMs in Black Azimuth.&lt;br /&gt;I was super happy to be back. how I missed the colledge.&lt;br /&gt;I'd forgotten to bring the OGL shirt bcos it was too last min. I was the odd one out, GREEN!&lt;br /&gt;the SCs were there also but fortunately no action was taken against me.&lt;br /&gt;familiar faces. greeted with such warmth.&lt;br /&gt;sticked to Yanti at first, her station was at Assembly plaze.&lt;br /&gt;afterwards, I tagged Gladys's grp. they were a bunch of unenthu ppl.&lt;br /&gt;I heard ppl were reshuffled.&lt;br /&gt;Triton won't nvr be the same.&lt;br /&gt;how funny and strange that I, Az and Yanti end up in the same CG.. and in the same house; PHOBOS.&lt;br /&gt;shudders.&lt;br /&gt;I guess the visit to Mj was therepeutic.  (:&lt;br /&gt;Ysabel gave me a super wet hug. only when I'm in Tj, do I miss her silly randomness.&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was rather annoying at times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-5746700097396833543?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/5746700097396833543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=5746700097396833543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/5746700097396833543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/5746700097396833543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2008/02/realisation.html' title='realisation'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-5805200760599171522</id><published>2008-02-19T02:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T06:30:16.232-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm feeling all sappy today. JAE results are pleasing, to parents.&lt;br /&gt;but why do I feel that my heart's too heavy to leave MJ?&lt;br /&gt;maybe I'm too emotional. hahahah. someone close told me just now, the reason I'm so fickle-minded is bcos I tend to hold onto things and that I shd learn how to let go of them.&lt;br /&gt;wow. it's easier said than done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JpAii3G_hLk/R7qqWr7EZXI/AAAAAAAAADI/3kTjd1mlCQ0/s1600-h/Juno_new_Poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JpAii3G_hLk/R7qqWr7EZXI/AAAAAAAAADI/3kTjd1mlCQ0/s320/Juno_new_Poster.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168630829085386098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUNO! was simply amazing! it's one of those meaningful movies, which is really worth a watch. talks abt life, smth which everyone can relate to.. and also tells a story abt a frank teenage girl with attitude who got pregnant, her journey into adulthood and the bumps along the way. a social problem nowadays, and ppl shouldn't be quick too judge. smth we can all learn frm.&lt;br /&gt;I watched it with Az, Qah and Huda. It's too bad Fez has sch up till 430 and well Yanti.. she's looking after her brother, once again.&lt;br /&gt;so it was just the 4 of us. and how I missed them. &lt;br /&gt;I really treasure the outings. I do. (: it was a girls day out, and like most girls, we tend to gossip. or to put it in a nicer way, talk abt otr ppl openly.&lt;br /&gt;everyone seems to be parting ways.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gg to Tj, Qah's gg to Vj, Az's staying on and Huda got into architecture in SP!&lt;br /&gt;I'm elated for all of them! especially Huda, I knew she wanted the course badly.&lt;br /&gt;so it was good news. Alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;after that, we just sat dwn in LJS and talk.&lt;br /&gt;it was as if the gates of Hell were unleashed. hahahah. &lt;br /&gt;exaggeration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many movies to watch, so little money!&lt;br /&gt;Step up 2 the streets.&lt;br /&gt;trailer was too cool. blew me away. I like the whole culture in the streets, ghettto-cum-breakdancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. I'm blogging on the 25th. this actually happened way back on the 19th.&lt;br /&gt;so yep. been busy with orientation in Tj. alot of things on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;can't simply blog abt everything.&lt;br /&gt;things hv been hectic. I dislike the whole motion of adapting to a new surrounding, new culture and bldg.&lt;br /&gt;1st day of O2 in TJ was crappiest. but as it progressed, things got better. &lt;br /&gt;met some nice ppl. Clarabel's an enthusiast and is all out for running for Council and is evn dragging me into it. &lt;br /&gt;she publicised SC so well, the benefits and all.. that I'm also thinking abt joining.&lt;br /&gt;it's time to come out of my shell. heh.&lt;br /&gt;I shd really start building my portfolio so that it'll be impressive at the end of 2 yrs.&lt;br /&gt;did I tell u? that I want my 2yrs in Tj to be wholesome. and that includes a lot of experiences overseas maybe, leadership programmes, community involvement yada yada.&lt;br /&gt;I really liked the SW teacher. her speech is by far, the coolest.&lt;br /&gt;Farahin's really high and fun to be with. anw, she got transferred out to Mj bc the system in Tj's screwed.&lt;br /&gt;long story.&lt;br /&gt;am in the same OG and now, CG as Cam. &lt;br /&gt;I've yet to finish talking abt O2. Mad &amp; Matthew are these really sweet, kind, thoughtful gentlemen who happened to be our OGLs.&lt;br /&gt;lucky us! &lt;br /&gt;they sticked with us most of the time. they go an extra mile to help OGMs, like us.&lt;br /&gt;Matthew, to my surprise, is a Malaysian scholar. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;easy to get along with.&lt;br /&gt;The Act &amp; mass dance@ Suntec were by far, the funniest, wackiest, most exciting events. which took place on the last day.&lt;br /&gt;can u believe that Cam &amp; I actually danced for The Act? our roles were small. &lt;br /&gt;Zephon (my house) put up a skit which inculcated a dance, following our theme, sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;the dance only lasted for 2 mins or so. the masks really helped.&lt;br /&gt;it was a comical experience. &lt;br /&gt;we were the overall house champs! (:&lt;br /&gt;I'm so proud bcos I think we performed well overall, as a house.&lt;br /&gt;although we did not clinch the top 2 places for The Act. I like our clanmaster, a lot.&lt;br /&gt;He's Matthew's room mate too, which makes him a scholar too.&lt;br /&gt;He cracks me up and is really humble.&lt;br /&gt;mass dance@ Suntec was crazyy! &lt;br /&gt;I was so weak and worn out after that bcos of all the cheering/shouting, jumping, running ard the Fountain of wealth with Tjcian I've nvr met, hugging and lastly, dancing!&lt;br /&gt;it was a sight to behold. passers-by were snapping photos of us. some stopped to look, some sat on benches nearby to watch us.&lt;br /&gt;hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;08s416 crashed just to see me! I love them all, they're the sweetest beings.&lt;br /&gt;we were supposed to hv Triton5 dinner in Siglap, secret recipe that day but I'd orientation till night.&lt;br /&gt;they actually changed the venue to Citylink so that they can drop by later. &lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;like what I said earlier, things were hectic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-5805200760599171522?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/5805200760599171522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=5805200760599171522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/5805200760599171522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/5805200760599171522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-feeling-all-sappy-today.html' title=''/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JpAii3G_hLk/R7qqWr7EZXI/AAAAAAAAADI/3kTjd1mlCQ0/s72-c/Juno_new_Poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-468181288811078353</id><published>2008-02-15T22:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T06:01:30.157-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today's the aftermath of V-day/friendship day. overslept hence skipped school.&lt;br /&gt;I shall pretend that's accidental. it suddenly dawned on me that &lt;b&gt; sch sucks &lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;BIG-time. &lt;br /&gt;I just can't handle life in Jc.. yet. overwhelming load of tutorials, bitch teacher (that particular someone)and lectures sometimes gg too fast that I can't catch my breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still in lala land. and the thoughts that run through my head these days frighten me off. most ppl (especially Huda) finds it extremely shocking that me, of all ppl, does not listen during lectures (like I hear what the lecturer's voice but whatever she said does not register in my head..) and I've not been doing work or revision at home.&lt;br /&gt;I've been rotting and wasting my time at home.&lt;br /&gt;YES. I do all that now.&lt;br /&gt;scary isn't it? and to think that A'lvls is in 1&amp; a half yr's time.&lt;br /&gt;so what if I did well for O's? none of that really matters if u screw up A's right.&lt;br /&gt;argh! so I'd better come to my senses, pull my socks and seriously get in the whole consistent-revision-mode.&lt;br /&gt;to think that I'd be repeating the whole cycle of stressing myself out with books and notes and burning the midnight oil just makes me sick to the stomach.&lt;br /&gt;at the end of the day, I'll only get a cert?&lt;br /&gt;compare it with a Diploma.&lt;br /&gt;it's not like I'm regretting the path I've chosen. &lt;br /&gt;haiyahhh. I don't know what bullcrap I'm talking abt anyway. this is one of the days where I get all moody and I'm feeling so hollow inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note,&lt;br /&gt;yesterday's V-day at Mj was one I'd nvr forget, I think.&lt;br /&gt;to spend it with the guys and girls, is smth new. received loads of goodies.&lt;br /&gt;good thing is that I can eat them during lectures to keep vigilant.&lt;br /&gt;the Damaians did a strange thing which warmed our hearts, they brought truckloads of balloon to sch just for us, and they walked to sch.&lt;br /&gt;sweet ain't it? once again, their enthusiasm was clearly shown. &lt;br /&gt;I would like to give my utmost and sincere thanks to the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; the best class 08S416, OGLs; Kee chen, Winston, Yunn yue and Dora, Jolyn, Muhaina, Steph yong and the other cool Steph, Yanti and Az, Nat (her gift was nicely wrapped, so sweet.), Hakim on behalf of the otr grp i/cs of Triton 6, Jodie, Sharm and Abigail, the ppl frm M2 and those whom I couldn't recall, my apologies. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u've made the day a worthwhile one.&lt;br /&gt;plus there was this whole commotion during common lunch. how embarassing for the couple involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after sch, was supposed to hv a study session with Yanti. she disappeared to god only knows where. I found out later she was in the canteen all along.&lt;br /&gt;sitting behind her idol. stalker alert. (:&lt;br /&gt;anw, had a cg outing. technically..&lt;br /&gt;bcos not everyone turned up. none of the guys.&lt;br /&gt;it was just The Damaians, Aida, Chelsea, Tabitha, Ysabel and I. original and last min plan was to go to Kid's kampung. I didn't know such a place existed.&lt;br /&gt;only Wei ru. hahahah. couldn't find the place. she was utterly disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;settled for Macs at Whitesands followed by Pasir ris town park, which we played childish games. (:&lt;br /&gt;it was reliving our childhood. haha, had a blast laughing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-468181288811078353?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/468181288811078353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=468181288811078353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/468181288811078353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/468181288811078353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2008/02/todays-aftermath-of-v-dayfriendship-day.html' title=''/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-7674240601213690088</id><published>2008-02-10T21:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T05:55:56.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cny anybody?</title><content type='html'>long weekends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent CNY with family and cousins. &lt;br /&gt;went to Orchard with mom and sis ytd, for the Borders actually. bcos I need to get an organiser and some otr stuff.&lt;br /&gt;no stocks! so took the shuttle bus frm Bedok to PP. had dinner at Banquet followed by shopping at Borders.&lt;br /&gt;life in Sg is just so expensive! sister bought chicken cutlet and cheese fries for $9! sucked our money dry.&lt;br /&gt;mom always says I'd only feel the pinch once I'm earning my own income.&lt;br /&gt;ouch. so that's why must study like mad now, go uni and graduate with highest degree then get a job with 6-digit salary!&lt;br /&gt;waaaah, easier said than done. &lt;br /&gt;anw, totally off-track.&lt;br /&gt;it's beeen a while since I've actually bought books. so I was more than happy when mom showed me all her discount coupons in Borders. and that I could make use of them all, me and my sister.&lt;br /&gt;I bought two great books. &lt;br /&gt;P.s I love you and The reckoning&lt;br /&gt;I happened to chance upon the latter, I had read the first book, Bloodline and it is seriously a great book. so I was more than thrilled (and shocked) to find a sequel!&lt;br /&gt;I thought it had ended off quite well. although the two main characters didn't get together bcos the guy had embraced his fate as a vampire. from a courageous and righteous soldier to a blood-sucking and callous leech. he evn tried to kill the love of his life!&lt;br /&gt;omg, I revealed too much. &lt;br /&gt;even with everything I've mentioned, the book takes u on an unexpected ride, full of twists that makes u experience lots of different emotions.&lt;br /&gt;anw, I vowed to read P.s I love u before I watch the movie! it was recommended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day, i WANT to go all the Borders branches and check all the sections out. during weekends, there are too many ppl and I feel suffocated.&lt;br /&gt;so yes, I enjoyed the quality time I spent with my loved ones. I hope all of u did too. &lt;br /&gt;and I always get this tingly, fluttery feeling at the pit of my stomach every time I'm abt to read a new book. makes me feel all excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sch's tmr. argh!&lt;br /&gt;Yanti and I plan to crash Tj again, on Weds most prob.&lt;br /&gt;which reminds me of the otr time we crashed. actually, I did. she left as soon as she reached.&lt;br /&gt;so i did a lot of catching up with Grace. like talking abt sch, ccas, exploring Tj, bumping into friendly Tkgians and eating at PP.&lt;br /&gt;it was fun. looking fwd to more of these outings! (:&lt;br /&gt;we went home at night. lucky for me, her parents sent me home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-7674240601213690088?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/7674240601213690088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=7674240601213690088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/7674240601213690088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/7674240601213690088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2008/02/cny-anybody.html' title='Cny anybody?'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-3718653971378482320</id><published>2008-02-03T19:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T03:48:27.005-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My shoulder blades, arms and legs are aching.&lt;br /&gt;but it was all worth it.&lt;br /&gt;one word: OGL CAMP was the bomb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came back yesterday. we were released at 7. after that, had dinner with Yanti and Az at Cavana.&lt;br /&gt;the camp was a one night two day thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; First day &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to report in hall by 8am. we were seated according to our grps.&lt;br /&gt;checked which bunks we were allocated to.&lt;br /&gt;Triton 6: Me, Fadh, Muhaina, Donavan, Hin Kai, Li Hui and Colin.&lt;br /&gt;All 4 girls in the grp got the same bunk, E3-3.&lt;br /&gt;the camp started off with Bora trying to give us a Chem lecture.&lt;br /&gt;he's so funny. Rachel had to cut in and bring him to his senses. &lt;i&gt;Camp and not Chem. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He briefed us on what's gg to happen later on. &lt;br /&gt;main event: OSC!&lt;br /&gt;all grps were grouped according to their numbers. Atlas 6, Callisto 6, Miranda 6, Phobos 6 and Triton 6 were in same team. during activities, we had to stick as one.&lt;br /&gt;bags and belongings were placed in Av room.&lt;br /&gt;SCs and House comm members were allocated to each grp.&lt;br /&gt;Grp 6 i/cs were Louise, Hakim, Miao Ying and Joanna. &lt;br /&gt;first were the icebreaker games. all grps sat in a big circle.&lt;br /&gt;played Wacko. I was Syaz1 and Syazana was Syaz2.&lt;br /&gt;I loved seeing the confused expressions written on the rest of the otr OGLs faces when they played the game.&lt;br /&gt;each grp had cheers of their own which were loud and catchy. it was amazing how they cld come up with those cheers in such a short time.&lt;br /&gt;maybe they had better i/cs. like Jeremy (Grp 5) or Qahhar. my grp was a tad too soft, when compared to the rest. cheers were not that nice either.&lt;br /&gt;Grp 1 was simply barbaric, we call em &lt;i&gt; Mensville &lt;/i&gt; bcos guys rule the grp. crazy dance they did. &lt;br /&gt;main event/s for first day were OSC and Campfire.&lt;br /&gt;we had lunch before OSC. food was miserable. rice was too dry.&lt;br /&gt;we had to make do with it as it was our only source of energy. got to know the members of Triton 6 a lil better.&lt;br /&gt;Don's Mr Horny who claimed otrwise and said I was horny. He's easy to get along, always making us laugh. Colin's this really cool and reserved guy, who speaks only when spoken too. Hin kai, ah well.. he's a magician who disappears and appears whenever he feels like to.&lt;br /&gt;Muhaina comes across as a sporty and cool girl. has potential to become a leader.&lt;br /&gt;the chinese girl's ok. a little too edgy at times. during OSC.&lt;br /&gt;discussed abt what the grp's gg to do during campfire.&lt;br /&gt;had a few explorer encounters during OSC briefing.&lt;br /&gt;like the thumbs up sign he gave me when I answered questions eagerly. and when he asked the grps to take dwn what's on screen. since I was in frnt, he looked at me occasionally.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhahaha. gosh u're pathetic Syaz.&lt;br /&gt;during OSC, I wld say we didn't get a good headstart. we were pretty disorganised.&lt;br /&gt;grp was not together. time wasted when some of us went off first, without discussing with the rest.&lt;br /&gt;higlight: one of the stations at Wet zone, two guys actually stripped.&lt;br /&gt;I got waterbombed, straight at the stomach when we were at Yanti's station. the guy who threw was an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;we guessed the suspect correctly. it was Mr Hon aka Chris Lee. &lt;br /&gt;teachers were convincing actors. (: &lt;br /&gt;during results, we came in first! surprise there!&lt;br /&gt;dinner was much better than lunch. Mu rushed us, and we proceeded to the hall.&lt;br /&gt;campfire was totally ran by OGLs. each grp was supposed to do smth for 5 mins, which involved the rest of the grps. &lt;br /&gt;most grps did cheering/singing/dancing. grp 1 was nuts, &lt;i&gt; again &lt;/i&gt;. Shiva, this Indian dude totally freaked me out with his attempt to catwalk like a transvestite.&lt;br /&gt;Grp 5 played a game. which did not work out so well, bcos of certain bitches who refused to help but instead, stood at one end of the hall, looking like total fools. Az was the emcee! whoots! she was just being herself, all high and trying to spread the enthusiasm. but I guessed some of her actions that night, including the sudden scream into the mic, were clearly misunderstood.&lt;br /&gt;spare the girl, will u?&lt;br /&gt;my grp also carried out a game, Scavenger hunt. it was kind of messy.&lt;br /&gt;campfire that night was messy and rowdy, with everyone going out of control. no one really paid attention to the grp, up on stage. each grp was too carried away, doing their own cheers. and at times when we did the sch cheer, everyone just went on and on even though we were supposed to stop.&lt;br /&gt;I really pity Bora bcos he tried so hard to get our attention and to control the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;I wld say most grps went past the time limit. the whole thing ended at abt 10+. after which, we gathered at the atrium for the next set of instructions.&lt;br /&gt;then, there was a house mtg at each of the LT. debriefing by the house capt and nominations for OHLs.&lt;br /&gt;the ones nominated or sabo-ed by Triton: Jeremy, Dominique! Ikhwan, Wong ying, Steph, Val.&lt;br /&gt;when Jeremy asked for any more ppl who were interested, Wei ru and her gang and some of the 416 ppl actually chanted my name.&lt;br /&gt;my horror! I politely rejected. &lt;br /&gt;a lot of dirty jokes among the ppl in front. they teased Jeremy abt how dark he was.&lt;br /&gt;racist! &lt;br /&gt;the best part or so I thought was the sharing of ghost stories. Jeremy was the main storyteller. (:&lt;br /&gt;he shared with us the haunted places in MJ, some of his past encounters with the supernatural. some of them really spooked me out. gave me goosebumps. thank god for Ysabel and Fadh at both my sides.&lt;br /&gt;Hakim, a SC can see things. &lt;br /&gt;and so it went on till 12pm. lights had been turned off. after that, it was nightwalk. found out we had to go in pairs and not in grps. panic!&lt;br /&gt;Triton 5&amp;6 got the hall. there was a story behind it. suicide case. Jeremy was stil telling stories while we were waiting for our turns.&lt;br /&gt;I almost backed out bcos I could not take it. heard screams. &lt;br /&gt;however, Donovan and I went into the dark hall together. held hands tightly. I though I was braver than him, a guy!&lt;br /&gt;had to go through the backstage, just behind the projector. the task was to open 3 cubicle doors in the toilet backstage.&lt;br /&gt;Don backed out the very last minute. so I went in with Hakim, the SC.&lt;br /&gt;earlier on, I'd mistaken him for a figure bcos he was alreadysitting infrnt of the toilet, without any movement.&lt;br /&gt;wahhhh I cld hv died frm shock.&lt;br /&gt;he gave me courage inside the toilet. I passed the test! &lt;br /&gt;slept at 2+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd day&lt;br /&gt;had physical workout at 7am. explorer was doing it too, very very near me.&lt;br /&gt;breakfast after that.&lt;br /&gt;MMM! MMM i/cs including me left earlier to set up our game stations at the various zones. &lt;br /&gt;Jodie and I took a long time to set up the games at Youth park so when we got our first grp, we were completely unprepared. &lt;br /&gt;screwed that up. made a fool of myself infrnt of the two j2s who were there. we got grp 7, super rowdy and enthusiastic. &lt;br /&gt;they got on my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;and that was our only grp. so throughout the MMM, we sat there talking abt everything. Jodie's simply amazing. had so much in common. talked a lot, abt almost everything. (:&lt;br /&gt;lunch was at LJ's, cine where we met more new ppl like Valerie and Yvonne.&lt;br /&gt;Val's sucha chatterbox. bought the $20.80 meal and shared among 4 ppl. quite worth the deal. we had fun bullying a malaysian scholar, he was the only guy at our table.&lt;br /&gt;great ppl and food. totally made my day.&lt;br /&gt;the whole thing ended at 3+. met up with ppl frm my zone at Somerset mrt station. we walked one whole big round just to get to the station, thanks to Val.&lt;br /&gt;the journey back to Mj was just wacky and hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;and then debriefing and mass dance and results and OHL results.&lt;br /&gt;the 3 finalists for OHL were DOM, IKHWAN AND WY. they had to rally yet again.&lt;br /&gt;announcement of OHL &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Atlas: Marcus&lt;br /&gt;Callisto: Firdaus&lt;br /&gt;Miranda: Khai&lt;br /&gt;Phobos: Haider&lt;br /&gt;Triton: Ikhwan &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my hopes were raised when Jeremy said &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; this time round, we had chosen a she. and the OHL for Triton is she-Ikhwan &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u could not imagine how disappointed I was. I was all the way for Dom&lt;br /&gt;BOO.&lt;br /&gt;4 out of 5 are Malays. hm.&lt;br /&gt;mass dance: couple dance! Mu was my partner.&lt;br /&gt;fun!  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was memorable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-3718653971378482320?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/3718653971378482320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=3718653971378482320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/3718653971378482320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/3718653971378482320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-shoulder-blades-arms-and-legs-are.html' title=''/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-3039046569243438149</id><published>2008-01-28T18:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T05:22:33.239-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am supposed to be fencing now.&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to watch Dangerous minds during GP today, I was supposed to meet up with my econs grp after sch for discussion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; supposed &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at home the whole of today. it wasn't relaxing. in fact, it was stressful.&lt;br /&gt;juggling house chores &amp; research &amp; tutorials. argh!&lt;br /&gt;it is because of the latter that I decide not to go school today. oh yes.&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling quite unwell this morning &amp; last night. mouth ulcers and exhaustion are bitches.&lt;br /&gt;I was out the whole of yesterday and Sat. which reminds me of a stupid &amp; silly incident which happened on Sat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Road race on Sat &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;venue was at Pasir ris park. I thought the location was easy to find but boyyy was I wrong! Dad sent me so it was so much easier.&lt;br /&gt;but then, we got lost. we left house at 716am and the reporting time was 730am.&lt;br /&gt;I was so so late. and so frustrated with pasir ris. all the shitty roads and signs don't make sense.&lt;br /&gt;called Gladys. she was being a sweetie by giving me directions but still they don't make sense to me. Daryl interrupted our convo and tried asking where was I so that he cld tell me the way. Kai xin gave a whole new set of directions.&lt;br /&gt;I was so blur and lost. parents were mad at me.&lt;br /&gt;but thank god for some crazy miracle.&lt;br /&gt;dad turned into this narrow road, which had the sigh pasir ris park.&lt;br /&gt;I spotted students in Triton shirts and otr houses.&lt;br /&gt;quickly stopped dad and alight there and then. walked with unknown ppl, who turned out to be J2s and also late and not too sure abt where they were gg.&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then I saw the sign of life! one huge mob of students donning colourful teeshirts assembling at the open space.&lt;br /&gt;I was so relieved but I was still confused as to where my CG was. Gladys once again entered the picture and I managed to find her while we were talking on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;haha. &lt;br /&gt;the road race was fun and tiring at the same time!&lt;br /&gt;competitors running for the 5 houses set off first. boys followed by girls.&lt;br /&gt;lastly, those not involved ran together with the house.&lt;br /&gt;Triton was first to leave. and I thought it was only brisk walking.&lt;br /&gt;but NO, we jogged and at times, ran the whole way. from being in front, Aida, Kai xin and I lagged to the back. even before approaching the final 100m, Wei ru and the gang was cheering endlessly. enthusiastic they are! :D&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it, the behind ppl were quite lifeless. my CG was the one contributing to the energy, jogging &amp; cheering.&lt;br /&gt;although it was exhausting, I wouldn't trade the experience for anything else. &lt;br /&gt;the House captn sometimes jogged in front and at the back. the male competitors eg. Winston ran again with us. oh man.&lt;br /&gt;I envy their stamina.&lt;br /&gt;after the house marathon ended, we waited eagerly for results.&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, snapped lots of photos with CG and OGLs. Megan joined us later after her run. she was 44th (:&lt;br /&gt;and then results.&lt;br /&gt;Triton didn't fare so well in all categories. &lt;br /&gt;Guys category: Last&lt;br /&gt;Girls' category: 4th&lt;br /&gt;Mascot: 2nd&lt;br /&gt;I strongly feel Miranda shd hv won 1st! their mascot was super cool! plus he shook his booty up on stage.  I bet all the girls were screaming their hearts out.&lt;br /&gt;overall, &lt;B&gt; for the first time, we did not claim House champion! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, the house com and OGLs were goofing around in front. they showcased sportsmanship. (:&lt;br /&gt;which house won?&lt;br /&gt;Yell for some Y-E-LL-O-W! atlas baby!&lt;br /&gt;oh, &lt;i&gt; Explorer &lt;/i&gt; came in among the Top 20! :) He had the chance to go up on stage to receive his medal. Gladys and I were smiling frm ear-to-ear.&lt;br /&gt;we ended with the college cheer. it'll be incomplete without the mass dance.&lt;br /&gt;I was at the front with Gladys and Kai xin. they stood still while I made a complete fool of myself by trying to follow the pros on stage.&lt;br /&gt;they preferred to watch the student councillors dance on stage.&lt;br /&gt;after that, the OGLs in MMM were required to gather for some last min instructions.&lt;br /&gt;so many miscommunication with my grp members.&lt;br /&gt;Gladys and Ysabel were both in same zone, Harbourfront and guess who's their I/c?&lt;br /&gt;WHO? Explorer! ate lunch together some more.&lt;br /&gt;lucky bitches. Gladys did ask me along but I had too much pride and so declined the tempting offer.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a girl.&lt;br /&gt;had lunch with Qah, Yanti and Natasha at TM afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;We were starved. I was unsatisfied bcos I could not enjoy my chicken rice!&lt;br /&gt;braces GRR. &lt;br /&gt;I was already running late. had Recee at 1230. my zone (SOMERSET) was supposed to meet up at PR mrt control station. &lt;br /&gt;the best part was my hp's batt was burning out. Jodie and See wee tried calling me bcos I was already late. everyone was there apparently.&lt;br /&gt;I was still making my way through throngs of ppl at Tampines.&lt;br /&gt;eventually, my hp died on me.&lt;br /&gt;when I reached Pasir ris, there was no sight of my grp. &lt;br /&gt;GREAT. I had no way to contact any of them since my hp had already gave up on me.&lt;br /&gt;thank god for the Clarke Quay grp who were at the control station. I instantaneously recognised Kola's tall figure and I ran to her.&lt;br /&gt;Rebecca, the grp's I/C and also a student councillor was kind enough to call Malisa, my grp I/c.&lt;br /&gt;but it wasn't Malisa! I found it was actually Malina after talking to her on rebecca's phone. they hv the same names for goodness sake!&lt;br /&gt;how typical of me to mix them up right.&lt;br /&gt;the phone call was pointless bcos it wld get me nowhere. and the fact that I couldn't remember my 2 other I/Cs so did not help.&lt;br /&gt;this OGL from Phobos was kind enough to give me the time of his day so that I can describe how my I/c looked like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; really tall and skinny and wears specs. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: tall! freakishly tall? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; yes yes. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;him: Marcus! &lt;br /&gt;ah so I finally knew what the I/c's name was.&lt;br /&gt;He simply laughed. He was friendly and concerned and all, tried to make me feel like I was one of them. we left together.&lt;br /&gt;My Ez-link card encountered some problems. beepRED. &lt;br /&gt;too many stuff in my purse so the machine cld not detect. &lt;br /&gt;He stayed back behind with me until everything was alright. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;I walked quickly with Kola and her friend bcos it was getting quite awkward.&lt;br /&gt;the Clarke Quay grp comprised of very fun and easy-gg ppl. we were talking non-stop throughout the whole journey.&lt;br /&gt;I had to alight first at Cityhall. had asked Rebecca to call Marcus first to say I was reaching Somerset soon. thanked her countless of times&lt;br /&gt;take note of the useless hp at this point of time.&lt;br /&gt;to my disappointment, my grp was not there to greet me warmly, just as I'd imagined..&lt;br /&gt;they were not there by the control station either.&lt;br /&gt;I thought to myself, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Since u'd brought this to urself, why not be independent and find Youth park on ur own? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so I wandered on my own, in search of Youth park.&lt;br /&gt;my grp's station is at Youth park.&lt;br /&gt;there were a few exits. I chose the less intimidating one.&lt;br /&gt;a skateboarding park greeted me once I was out. there were a few caucasions hanging around.. &lt;br /&gt;I decided to wander off on my own without asking for any help. paced to and fro.&lt;br /&gt;looked at the map, which did not make sense at all.&lt;br /&gt;I was pathetic and I might hv looked like a moron to them.&lt;br /&gt;asked an Indian passer-by. couldn't fathom what she said. &lt;br /&gt;hello? the area was quite remote, with constrution gg on nearby.&lt;br /&gt;I opted safe and gave up my pursuit. turned back to go home.&lt;br /&gt;pffft.&lt;br /&gt;I was walkingtowards the train. God must hv pitied me by then bcos I soon spotted a student councillor and an Indian girl frm my grp.&lt;br /&gt;RAAN TOWARDS them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;self-introduced on the way there. councillor called Chia.&lt;br /&gt;she was really nice (:&lt;br /&gt;alas, reunited with grp! See wee was worried bcos I did not answer his endless calls and smses.&lt;br /&gt;told him my story. He thought I was cute. hahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;objective of grp's meet up was to demonstrate the games prepared.&lt;br /&gt;councillors then commented on our various proposals so we cld improvise.&lt;br /&gt;went to diff stations in Somerset.&lt;br /&gt;Chia kept picking on me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; SYAZ, why are u sitting dwn? Do u see the rest sitting dwn?&lt;br /&gt;Why are u squatting? if u sit dwn, it'd be easier to take down notes... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so I was taken aback when she suddenly praised me in frnt of everyone.&lt;br /&gt;I was busy writing dwn comments and suggestions by the game I/cs.&lt;br /&gt;after which, she said I was a good role model and everyone shd follow my example bcos I took the initiative of writing dwn everything that was said by the i/cs on my foolscap pad. and that I gave my opinions on otr grp's games. &lt;br /&gt;smth along the line.&lt;br /&gt;the otrs didn't write dwn the suggestions given regarding their games probably bcos they'd excellent memory, unlike me!&lt;br /&gt;I was embarassed and at the same time flattered.&lt;br /&gt;she noticed and reassured me not to fear her. I wasn't!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha. the whole thing ended earlier than expected. (:&lt;br /&gt;in the middle of recee, we were joined by Mr Wong. I witnessed first hand the playful teacher-student r'ship.&lt;br /&gt;they acted more like friends, which was nice.&lt;br /&gt;at certain parts of Somerset, I was deeply fascinated bcos throughout my 16 yrs of living, I'd nvr once gone there.&lt;br /&gt;EG. emerald hill.&lt;br /&gt;made new friends. cool ppl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd to admit I'd the worst luck. first time this year!&lt;br /&gt;Kak Ati laughed when I told her yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;the whole of ytd was spent with my dear ones, cousins and family.&lt;br /&gt;in the morning, had breakfast together at JB after which mom and auntie and cousins bought groceries at supermarket.&lt;br /&gt;had to rush back to SG bcos I'd to send final proposal to I/cs. Kak ati had to drive me home while mom and dad and sis stayed at Kak ati's place.&lt;br /&gt;after that, went out to survey Kak Ida's new apartment and its area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; old &lt;/i&gt; ppl followed Kak Ida &amp; Abg Sham on flat-search while me and Kak ati ate our dinner cum lunch at Eastpoint.&lt;br /&gt;mo was supposed to fetch us later. however, they left earlier for Tampines and went to Nissan's exhibition/showcase.&lt;br /&gt;we had to make our way there on foot. grrr.&lt;br /&gt;thank god Kak ati called my mother. if not, we wld hv waited whole day for her to call us.&lt;br /&gt;family planned to buy a new car. &lt;br /&gt;we were so busy, running here and there making phone calls.&lt;br /&gt;Kak ida was busy with making arrangements with new flat while my family was busy settling payments with bank, financial issues all those to do with buying a car. plus Abg sham was explaining and breaking down the details.&lt;br /&gt;He's experienced in these kindof stuff. GUYS.&lt;br /&gt;lastly, we made our way to Auntie Yati's hse as she's a house agent.&lt;br /&gt;met Hazirah, after all these years.&lt;br /&gt;serious catching up. her youngest brother's super mischievous.&lt;br /&gt;got on my nerves. cld hv just strangled him there and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i've a terrible migraine. &lt;br /&gt;BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-3039046569243438149?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/3039046569243438149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=3039046569243438149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/3039046569243438149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/3039046569243438149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-am-supposed-to-be-fencing-now.html' title=''/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-5004062844170753558</id><published>2008-01-19T01:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T09:41:32.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sleep</title><content type='html'>It is 140 am in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;I just watched episode 13 of Gossip girl!&lt;br /&gt;The ending is just so heart-warming! Despite all that B had done, I still pity the state she's in now. I can't help but think she didn't really deserve all of this. and ooh, J and N may have a chance to be together now given J's current position in school and N's heartbreak.&lt;br /&gt;juxtapose.&lt;br /&gt;C was downright merciless to B in the pub. But that shd teach B a lesson; never to mess with Bass.&lt;br /&gt;I will get to the details of the OG BBQ which took place on Fri night.&lt;br /&gt;pictures included!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-5004062844170753558?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/5004062844170753558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=5004062844170753558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/5004062844170753558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/5004062844170753558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2008/01/sleep.html' title='sleep'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-3848909319133868118</id><published>2008-01-18T17:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T01:18:26.462-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am elated that I got selected to be an OGL for Triton!&lt;br /&gt;most of my classmates got in as well, and Stephanie, this KC girl who was in my grp during the interview got in!&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;had my first fencing lesson just now.&lt;br /&gt;icebreaker games, Captain's ball, self-introduction, a video on fencing plus a whole bunch of really nice guys and girls and crazy snrs!&lt;br /&gt;yep. I enjoyed the session pretty much.&lt;br /&gt;even though I perspired like a pig, playing Captain's ball under the scorching sun.&lt;br /&gt;I was rather enthusiastic just now. and it showed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to get changed and prepare for OG BBQ.&lt;br /&gt;meeting Ysabel and Gladys first at Pasir ris interchange at 6.&lt;br /&gt;woots. fun and games and charcoaled-food and great company! (:&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to share with u abt my very happy day yesterday. but I guess it'll hv to wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-3848909319133868118?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/3848909319133868118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=3848909319133868118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/3848909319133868118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/3848909319133868118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-am-elated-that-i-got-selected-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-6646152059731104433</id><published>2008-01-15T19:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T03:17:32.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mundane.</title><content type='html'>today was especially long. Had Econs twice, tutorial and lecture.&lt;br /&gt;Chem tutor was a tigress.&lt;br /&gt;our real GP teacher wasn't here again, twice in a row.&lt;br /&gt;I hope he feels better. &lt;br /&gt;Literature was intense. it always was.&lt;br /&gt;the students in my class are all especially good in language and unafraid to voice out their opinions &amp; feelings during open discussions.&lt;br /&gt;woah. &lt;br /&gt;I &lt;i&gt; will &lt;/i&gt; be braver. &lt;br /&gt;I shall not care abt what others might judge. &lt;br /&gt;and as the wise Atiqah once said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;anyway, in my opinion, if you don't know anyone, it's the perfect opportunity to be someone tt you're not, that is, outspoken... if you know wat i mean &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during lunch break, talked politics with the guys.&lt;br /&gt;apparently, most of them (3 out of 4) are not so supportive of the govt.&lt;br /&gt;they sure fooled me. I am now convinced of the saying, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Do not judge a book by its cover... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny shit.&lt;br /&gt;am looking fwd to more discussions in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;this is all new to me, still. although this is like the 3rd wk.&lt;br /&gt;am still getting used to having guys around... u know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;I was frm an all-girls sch after all. &lt;br /&gt;however, I welcome change most definitely. with arms wide outstretched.&lt;br /&gt;so it was refreshing to have a guy's insight on things.&lt;br /&gt;(in my case, politics! or maybe sports..)&lt;br /&gt;I am still quite fascinated by how their mind work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a more gripping note,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; I am officially in Fencing! &lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;had a tough time choosing the other time, btwn Fencing and Floorball.&lt;br /&gt;I was shortlisted for Floorball. &lt;br /&gt;had to ask around. results turned out to be 50-50.&lt;br /&gt;some thought fencing was cooler and some thought I had potential for Fball.&lt;br /&gt;but all of those do not matter actually bcos it's all up to me.&lt;br /&gt;since I'll be the one involved in the CCA, for close to 1 mth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no regrets. can't wait for tmr!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-6646152059731104433?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/6646152059731104433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=6646152059731104433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/6646152059731104433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/6646152059731104433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2008/01/mundane.html' title='mundane.'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-6363077035575907384</id><published>2008-01-09T22:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T06:34:51.444-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cca fair!</title><content type='html'>ok, so the past few days had been fun &amp; wacky.&lt;br /&gt;today was the CCA fair. had a talk before that.&lt;br /&gt;today's lectures were ok. bearable.&lt;br /&gt;had Math lecture first, in LT 4. the biggest lecture theatre (:&lt;br /&gt;teacher was depressing, as always. scaring us is her habit, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;like what Chelsea said &lt;i&gt; She lacks self-confidence bcos she thinks she's not getting enough respect frm us.. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. and guess what. I actually enjoyed the Math lesson.&lt;br /&gt;partial fractions &amp; comparing coeffs quite fun. there's a trick to it.&lt;br /&gt;breaks in btwn lessons were always &lt;b&gt; long &lt;/b&gt; but unfortunately today, we had 1 period break = 50 mins or so..&lt;br /&gt;no time to chill at the open space near bio lab (like we always do) to play cards.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;so I've not been eating well, due to my extraction of 4 teeth (oh yes, it was on Mon)&lt;br /&gt;my diet now consists of soft food like bread, milo...&lt;br /&gt;gee. so I still can't try the Malay stall. then everyone in my CG thought I'm dieting.&lt;br /&gt;hah right..&lt;br /&gt;anw, back to today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; it was super fun &amp; de-stressing. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wida crashed!  yeah mannnn!&lt;br /&gt;then Atiqah, Wida, Yanti &amp; I stuck together throughout the whole fair.&lt;br /&gt;walked ard, finding out more abt various CCAs. I think MJ's clubs/societies damn cool.&lt;br /&gt;they hv &lt;i&gt; Service learning, ODAC, Guitar club, Photog club, Taekwondo loads... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically, the PPL promoting service learning are all really nice!&lt;br /&gt;there's my OGL, whom I really liked. &lt;br /&gt;and then there're 2 new CCAs: FENCING &amp; rock climbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; I really really want to join fencing, it has been a dream of mine. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus it's the closest I can get to holding a sword. HAHAHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;for the 1-mth, we don't hv to buy our own equipment yet. can rent/borrow.&lt;br /&gt;however, if we do decide to stay on during JAE, we HAVE to buy our own costume/equipment which cost ard $800+..&lt;br /&gt;I know. I got a shock when I heard bout the cost. &lt;br /&gt;I tried out for Squash just now. just for pure fun.&lt;br /&gt;Qah was like encourging me the whole way (:   hahahah. so were the rest.&lt;br /&gt;real supportive. they were cheering when it was my turn (according to Yanti &amp; Wida)&lt;br /&gt;not that I cld hear bcos I was in the enclosed room, the J2s were grading us.&lt;br /&gt;but it was sweet of them still! appreciate it, u guys.&lt;br /&gt;quite a lot of ppl tried out for it, had to wait quite a while.&lt;br /&gt;before that, at 3, we watched the MCS dance.&lt;br /&gt;it was cool. Az performed &amp; she was so cute! &lt;br /&gt;Qah &amp; I signed up for ODAC &amp; service learning. wanted Taekwondo but there was no sheet of ppr.&lt;br /&gt;ODAC seemed really cool. though super tiring.&lt;br /&gt;all kinds of sports outdoors. sort of OBS-like. but I like the idea of relishing the memories in OBS.&lt;br /&gt;the J2 girl was explaining what it was all abt, we don't hv to be &lt;b&gt; fit &lt;/b&gt; to enter the CCA. bcos it trains u to be disciplined &amp; slowly builds up ur stamina.&lt;br /&gt;ordered OG photo in at the photog club. &lt;br /&gt;so we were like walking ard, laughing &amp; catching up.. &lt;br /&gt;Wida still didnt get to see 'Hady'. actually, there was once we passed a grp of footballers (I think) but her reaction was too slow.&lt;br /&gt;so missed again. But with Yanti ard, the probabilty of bumping into &lt;i&gt; him &lt;/i&gt; again is like high. right right.&lt;br /&gt;but I showed her the House captns poster.&lt;br /&gt;and then there was commotion abt Az's DD guy.. he's in Wushu.&lt;br /&gt;so, floorball &amp; fencing trials are tmr. &lt;br /&gt;will try out for both, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;and I found out the OGL &lt;i&gt; as quoted BY Ysabel ; who has nice legs &lt;/i&gt; is in fencing.&lt;br /&gt;must tell her tmr. she was like super high during lecture just now bcos he was there.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still undecided bout the CCA registration. I hv 5 choices.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it'll be fencing, floorball, ODAC, service learning, squash, guitar (?), taekwondo..&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave my choices open. oh btw, YANTI GOT INTO GUITAR CLUB. has an idol in there alr.&lt;br /&gt;yay congrats!&lt;br /&gt;oh back to lecture proper.&lt;br /&gt;I think The econs tutor is ok. pretty upbeat. she didnt really touch on much just now. but. what's with the accent?&lt;br /&gt;rather vague. I'm coping with Chem well. &lt;br /&gt;probably it's the teacher. she's funny.&lt;br /&gt;so far, all the subjs are ok. I can't tell for now.&lt;br /&gt;It's just the beginning. 3rd day of lesson.&lt;br /&gt;tmr will be my first experience in a Lit lecture. I heard the class's quite small so it's held in a classroom.&lt;br /&gt;so I guess there's not much a difference btwn the tutorials &amp; lectures.&lt;br /&gt;so few ppl doing Lit, how sad! it's so beautiful. hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;I think guys who take Lit are really something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr's Daryl's bday. so we plan to give him a surprise.&lt;br /&gt;probably involves throwing of cake. haha.&lt;br /&gt;we checked out our class room. it's in a freaking container.&lt;br /&gt;oh god. but plus point is it's air-conditioned. quite comfy.&lt;br /&gt;discussed abt the BBQ that we're gg to hv probably on the 19th/20th. with OGLs of cos.&lt;br /&gt;there was some conflict regarding the date but after drawing lots everything's settled.&lt;br /&gt;venue will be at Kai xin's condo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, went home at ard 5+&lt;br /&gt;waited for Natasha to finish packing up like super long. meanwhile, I accompanied Yanti to hand in the OGL form.&lt;br /&gt;we were singing the Callisto cheer. damn addictive.&lt;br /&gt;her first choice is of cos &lt;I&gt; Miranda &lt;/i&gt; 2nd: TRITONS!&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;so while waiting, we laughed somemore. we talked abt the emcee who ends his every sentence with a WOOOH. the enthusiastic one.&lt;br /&gt;very funny. laughed till my sides hurt.&lt;br /&gt;I told u today was a de-stressing one. (:&lt;br /&gt;it's been a while. and I miss Wida, am glad she crashed.&lt;br /&gt;made it all the more exciting. next time, I promise u'll get to see ur 'Hady'&lt;br /&gt;CRASH AGAIN LA TMR.&lt;br /&gt;crash and burnnnn... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-6363077035575907384?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/6363077035575907384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=6363077035575907384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/6363077035575907384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/6363077035575907384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2008/01/cca-fair.html' title='cca fair!'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-5957970907915269879</id><published>2008-01-03T23:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T07:13:40.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TRITONS!</title><content type='html'>so today was the 2nd day!&lt;br /&gt;today was the most exciting, memorable, bonded, funny and tiring!&lt;br /&gt;gathered in hall for assembly.&lt;br /&gt;sang the school song. it's damn hip btw!&lt;br /&gt;then the head of OGL made everyone in the hall all active and awake,&lt;br /&gt;with his lame talks..&lt;br /&gt;he wanted to give bonus points to which house which cheered the loudest.&lt;br /&gt;*drum roll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; TRITONS won! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he commented that today, Tritons very enthu. then one of the OGLs at the back said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Not today only. Every day also, Tritons very enthu! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most probably Winston. another joker.&lt;br /&gt;I noticed that most OGLs at the back of Tritons like to answer back or give funny remarks when someone on stage is abt to present smth.&lt;br /&gt;so we had another Mass dance session, this time round it's a couple dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Accidentally in love &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bcos Tritons lack guys (!) , I had a girl partner.&lt;br /&gt;had fun though.&lt;br /&gt;then after that, another OGL in charge of the MMM briefed us on game rules &amp; instructions...&lt;br /&gt;we had to be checked in the morning if we brought our umbrellas.&lt;br /&gt;50 pts will be deducted if umbrella wasnt brought.&lt;br /&gt;each Triton brought. Wei Ru, the otr Damai girls &amp; I were singing to the song Umbrella while raising our umbrellas in the air.&lt;br /&gt;enthu sia. hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;back to the game.&lt;br /&gt;Our grp, &lt;b&gt; Triton 5&lt;/b&gt; and otr houses' grps of 5 set off the earliest bcos our first station was in Toa payoh.&lt;br /&gt;strategy was gd. journey was smooth &amp; short. high spirits.&lt;br /&gt;2 new girls, Kai xin &amp; Jasmine. bonded with em.&lt;br /&gt;we had to complete a total of 3 zones. each zone has 5 stations.&lt;br /&gt;but only a maximum of 4 stations were supposed to be completed.&lt;br /&gt;the journey between stations within each zone was &lt;b&gt; tedious and tiring &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loads of running. worse than 2.4km bcos of the sprinting and we were competing.&lt;br /&gt;in the bus towards Toa payoh, talked a lot with Dawn, OGL.&lt;br /&gt;she's really nice. (:&lt;br /&gt;Toa payoh was the worst zone, I think.&lt;br /&gt;once, ran all the way to Macs to get bonus pts frm teachers (who were not suppposed to be there btw, but were kind enough.)  heh.&lt;br /&gt;a lot of staring frm the public also.&lt;br /&gt;had lunch in Bugis, Macs. got to know the new girls better bcos we sat at the same table.&lt;br /&gt;a lot of games involved in each station which required smart strategies and teamwork.&lt;br /&gt;there was once I lead the cheer. for bonus points.&lt;br /&gt;it goes like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Hear the thunderstorm roar *everyone stamps feet&lt;br /&gt;321..&lt;br /&gt;We're here *claps&lt;br /&gt;Stand clear *claps&lt;br /&gt;U better be in fear *claps&lt;br /&gt;Bcos we're the Tritons *woooh&lt;br /&gt;Tritons *wooh&lt;br /&gt;Fear&lt;br /&gt;*clapstampstampclap x3&lt;br /&gt;Fear Tritons! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahhaha wahhhhh, I had fun!&lt;br /&gt;we got lost in Bugis. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;we had to find Laselle, Old Changi Airport rd.&lt;br /&gt;and then the nxt station was at National library.&lt;br /&gt;u see how far the two stations are? CRAZY.&lt;br /&gt;last zone was Tampines, my homeland. &lt;br /&gt;and Eugene's (OGL). he kept teasing me. &lt;br /&gt;I didnt know Tampines well enough, apparently. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is where it all happened. it was damn memorable for me.&lt;br /&gt;at one of the stations, there was a game which required all members of the grp to be transported to the finishing line with.&lt;br /&gt;only the body parts specified by the game master. and nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;so within ourselves, we were divided into 2 smaller grps.&lt;br /&gt;Weng's in my grp. &lt;br /&gt;Aida&amp; I were considered small size. compared to the rest, woah TALL.&lt;br /&gt;so he suggested carrying ppl across the finishing line. bcos we cld only use 3 butts, 2 knees, 2 hands..&lt;br /&gt;since I was so blur ( I didnt even understand what the objective was..)&lt;br /&gt;I just went along, nodded my head as he came up with strategies. I though it involved balloons!&lt;br /&gt;anw, the first game we played had balloons. Syaz, stupid right. &lt;br /&gt;so I even went along with his idea of carrying ppl.&lt;br /&gt;and guess what. Weng piggybacked me! &lt;br /&gt;!!!@%?@@&lt;br /&gt;oh, I've fallen more and more for him. my first crush on a Chinese guy(since first day actually)&lt;br /&gt;he has really nice eyes (for a Chinese), warm smile, really outspoken and smart.&lt;br /&gt;He interacts with the others, easy-going.&lt;br /&gt;damn.&lt;br /&gt;I was too overwhelmed by his gesture that I didnt take note all the specific details&lt;br /&gt;when it happened.&lt;br /&gt;I said I was heavy. He replied &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Just jump on me &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's what I did. double damn.&lt;br /&gt;He carried me all the way to the line.&lt;br /&gt;then, I patted his back.&lt;br /&gt;another station, Tampines stadium. another stupid game.&lt;br /&gt;involved loads of carrying. this time round, 5 ppl helped with the carrying over the line.&lt;br /&gt;the 4 macho guys plus a girl. lots of groping, embarassment, drrrama.&lt;br /&gt;again, &lt;i&gt; 2nd time &lt;/i&gt; helped by him.&lt;br /&gt;throughout the whole journey, I had really bad blisters at the back of both my legs.&lt;br /&gt;friction with the soles of my shoes.&lt;br /&gt;thank god for Eugene, Wei ru and jasmine. my plaster suppliers man.&lt;br /&gt;at abt 340 pm (a total of 8 astounding hours out in the sun, running...)&lt;br /&gt;received call frm HQ. to be reported at MJC hall.&lt;br /&gt;there was much confusion when we were getting back to MJ.&lt;br /&gt;took train instead of a direct bus bcos it was much faster.&lt;br /&gt;more running, across blocks, stadium, malls, escalator, stairs, interchange...&lt;br /&gt;outside white sands, traffic light&lt;br /&gt;MORE DRAMA!&lt;br /&gt;apparently we took the same train as one grp frm Callisto.&lt;br /&gt;so when we reached Pasir ris, everyone dashed like mad! woah it was crazy.&lt;br /&gt;noise &amp; madness everywhere. Tritons emerged the better one but bcos of the red light.&lt;br /&gt;we had to stop and they caught up. Firdaus's grp.&lt;br /&gt;we were so enthu and eager to take the first bus. but in the end, Callisto took the bus first.&lt;br /&gt;damn bus driver. but the bonus was Triton4 caught up withus and we took same bus.&lt;br /&gt;dashed all the way to MJC hall. 3 grps were already there.&lt;br /&gt;madness again! Callisto &amp; Phobos had all 5 grps, waiting for the last one.&lt;br /&gt;crucial bcos it'll decide the champion.&lt;br /&gt;so chanting &amp; cheering &amp; stomping everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;Trtions had only 2 grps back. things were not looking gd for us.&lt;br /&gt;there wasnt hope. Eugene said all 3 Miranda grps were in the same train.&lt;br /&gt;Atlas was catching up, fast.&lt;br /&gt;however.&lt;br /&gt;some crazy miracle happened.&lt;br /&gt;from Phobos &amp; Callisto being the lead to The otr Triton grps trooping in &lt;br /&gt;one after another.&lt;br /&gt;it was like seeing the unbelievable! and so we won. all 6 Triton grps reached first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Hell yeah &lt;/b&gt; victory cheer!&lt;br /&gt;then Eugene was like all smug. he was emo-ing at the back previously.&lt;br /&gt;He's crazy.&lt;br /&gt;all Triton OGLs were over the moon. jumping up &amp; dwn screaming.&lt;br /&gt;we cheered last. and it was &lt;b&gt; Oomph &lt;/b&gt;   definiton of a true Triton (:&lt;br /&gt;I was freakingggggggggg happy! overjoyed, sense of pride surged thru my body.&lt;br /&gt;satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another mass dance session after all the drama.&lt;br /&gt;I got a guy partner this time. a chinese guy.&lt;br /&gt;funny &amp; easy-going. I relied on him bcos I was short and couldnt see the demonstrators.&lt;br /&gt;he gave me directions. lollol.&lt;br /&gt;had turns, shakes. his friends were all crazy. cool ppl.&lt;br /&gt;still immature, those kind &lt;i&gt; Eee touch girls cuties! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and one of his frens wore a hairband. &lt;br /&gt;some of the turns, &lt;i&gt; washing machine &lt;/i&gt;, we aced it man.&lt;br /&gt;just laughed all the way. &lt;br /&gt;Tritons rule man. (:&lt;br /&gt;went home close to 8. another house mtg.&lt;br /&gt;CAMPFIRE TMR. MAJOR EVENT.&lt;br /&gt;5000 PTS!&lt;br /&gt;discussed themes, performance, selected ppl for specific roles, briefed us on what to bring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. &lt;br /&gt;even though today was DAMN tiring, it was meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;and most imptly, I'D FUN. and I felt the spirit of MJ. &lt;br /&gt;so together, keeping our chins up during all times and giving our best even if it required every ounce of energy left in our bodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get to know new ppl!&lt;br /&gt;there's an Ah lien (Isabelle), angels (Damai girls), very demure &amp; pretty girl (Kai xin), very Chinese chinese, 4 macho guys in my grp.. (:&lt;br /&gt;Wei ru has a heart of gold. cared truly for everyone's welfare.&lt;br /&gt;is really bubbly and hyper and cute! &lt;br /&gt;Isabelle just cracks me up. and I think she's fascinated by my every action and what I say. obsessed. &lt;br /&gt;she was talking abt eye candy in diff JCs when we were waiting for our OGLs to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;the way she speaks makes u think she's an Ah lien. &lt;br /&gt;but she's a nice one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached hm at 8+. &lt;br /&gt;feet aching frm all the walking &amp; running.&lt;br /&gt;but still surviving. my New yr resolution:&lt;br /&gt;to be independent. (taking public transport to &amp; back frm sch)&lt;br /&gt;it was harder than I thought, not being a Daddy's girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might just stay in MJ. it all depends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-5957970907915269879?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/5957970907915269879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=5957970907915269879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/5957970907915269879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/5957970907915269879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2008/01/tritons.html' title='TRITONS!'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-1502601554031562265</id><published>2008-01-03T22:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T06:03:55.278-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meridian orientation. (:</title><content type='html'>what a start to the new year!&lt;br /&gt;2 fulfilling, busy days packed with fun activities at MJ! &lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; First day &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awkward, lost, feeling weird in a totally new environment.&lt;br /&gt;new group, separated frm friends, faces I've nvr met...&lt;br /&gt;but the OGLs help lighten the tense atmosphere. can sense their enthusiasm.&lt;br /&gt;they're all very lively and approachable.&lt;br /&gt;I'm in&lt;b&gt; Triton 5&lt;/b&gt;. Qah, Azrina, Abigail and Sharm are all in &lt;b&gt;Miranda 2 &lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and u must be wondering... HUH huh!?&lt;br /&gt;MJ has 5 houses:&lt;br /&gt;Atlas&lt;br /&gt;Callisto&lt;br /&gt;Miranda&lt;br /&gt;Phobos&lt;br /&gt;Triton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;each house has 6 grps. hence, the number after every house.&lt;br /&gt;so we were divided according to our course combination, that we'd recently registered for.&lt;br /&gt;my group's dominated by chinese. only 2 Malays, me &amp; this really quiet TKSS girl.&lt;br /&gt;so after all the cheering and icebreaker games, we were more familiar with each otr.&lt;br /&gt;we did take our own initiative to start the intro, like me.   :D&lt;br /&gt;only 4 guys. pathetic right.&lt;br /&gt;we watched some videos, made by the all the captains of each house.&lt;br /&gt;funny! lame.. hahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Phobos &lt;/b&gt; captain is a joker. and I really think he looks like Hady, esp when he smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Phobos &lt;/b&gt; damn enthu. look at the captain la.&lt;br /&gt;entertainer and can really work the crowd. ahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;Azrina finds him cute btw.&lt;br /&gt;oh! I'm so glad to find a Tkgian in the same grp as me, Chelsea (:&lt;br /&gt;at least we've each otr. hahahha. &lt;br /&gt;and Wei jia &amp; Kuan yee is in &lt;b&gt; Triton 6 &lt;/b&gt;, which is right behind us.&lt;br /&gt;anw, we learnt Mass dance. &lt;br /&gt;two OGLs aka dance teachers taught us the steps and demonstrated on stage. easy.&lt;br /&gt;but I had difficulty remembering all. the order...&lt;br /&gt;4 songs. now u know why I cannot become a dancer.&lt;br /&gt;the video is on youtube. for ppl like me, slow learners.&lt;br /&gt;even with one of the OGL's help, Dawn. (she guided me all the way man..)&lt;br /&gt;I just suck at it. I shake shake to the music, had fun.&lt;br /&gt;then there was Amazing race in the sch itself.&lt;br /&gt;required running, obstacle courses, teamwork, more running, treasure hunt.&lt;br /&gt;one of the games required us to drink smth FROM THE SAME STRAW.&lt;br /&gt;the station master tricked us by saying it's smth very bitter and gewy. we were blindfolded! &lt;br /&gt;but it was Coke! hahahahhaha. had to guess after that.&lt;br /&gt;at the end of it, we had to dress up a representative with materials like paint, paper cups, cones etc.. &lt;br /&gt;It was Daryl, he's our warrior. &lt;br /&gt;he went up on stage and sashayed to booming music. we were proud of him.&lt;br /&gt;he shaked his tush also. which had two cones protruding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; my pretty ass &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screamed for otr Tritons.&lt;br /&gt;almost all houses have guys dressed up as transsexual, sex toy, gay...&lt;br /&gt;u know those kind of things. hahahahhah.&lt;br /&gt;then the host had to censor certain things bcos we're under 18.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT ONLY.&lt;br /&gt;what a funny &amp; entertaining sight! the whole event was a success.&lt;br /&gt;had one hell of a time. &lt;br /&gt;Phobos won a lot of the cheer competitions. &lt;br /&gt;bcos they hv many guys. Tritons seriously lack guys!&lt;br /&gt;at the end of the whole thing, it was Callisto and Phobos at first place,&lt;br /&gt;leaving the Tritons at 2nd.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;as if we were not tired enough, Tritons had to stay back for grp session/meeting.&lt;br /&gt;House captain gave a ghasto/heartwarming/inspiring speech. &lt;br /&gt;he apologised for all the squeezings we had to endure.&lt;br /&gt;He believed in us blah blah.. apparently, Tritons had been house champion for 3 consecutive years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; hell yeah &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to learn cheers bcos we hesitated a lot when competing with otr grp cheers. &lt;br /&gt;so left MJC at abt 6+.&lt;br /&gt;just on time to watch &lt;i&gt;Kinship &lt;/i&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-1502601554031562265?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/1502601554031562265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=1502601554031562265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/1502601554031562265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/1502601554031562265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2008/01/meridian-orientation.html' title='Meridian orientation. (:'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-3483073816016828557</id><published>2008-01-01T17:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T01:42:48.034-08:00</updated><title type='text'>more than u can take</title><content type='html'>At some point, you have to make a decision. &lt;br /&gt;Boundaries don't keep other people out. &lt;br /&gt;They fence you in. Life is messy. That's how we're made. &lt;br /&gt;So, you can waste your lives drawing lines. &lt;br /&gt;Or you can live your life crossing them. &lt;br /&gt;But there are some lines... that are way too dangerous to cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the reason why I love Grey's anatomy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-3483073816016828557?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/3483073816016828557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=3483073816016828557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/3483073816016828557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/3483073816016828557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2008/01/more-than-u-can-take.html' title='more than u can take'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-253781206091922248</id><published>2007-12-29T13:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T21:09:25.894-08:00</updated><title type='text'>rich and the famous</title><content type='html'>I really think she's changing for the better. &lt;br /&gt;and I'm glad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kcTYb0az_Ok&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kcTYb0az_Ok&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of them make a really sweet couple. (:&lt;br /&gt;oh Joel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9yINgnfkP24&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9yINgnfkP24&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did u know that the Madden brothers work in a saloon before? ...&lt;br /&gt;as shampoo boys!  that's really cuuute.&lt;br /&gt;and according to Joel, that was his best job ever. (before they got into stardom)&lt;br /&gt;He showcased his talent on &lt;i&gt; The Tyrabanks Show &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joel's really serious, Benji only wanted to get to the chicks.&lt;br /&gt;augh!&lt;br /&gt;He was in shape on the show. I loved what he wore. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently though, Vanessa Hudgens was on the show as well.&lt;br /&gt;There was once she annoys me with her answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Question frm the audience:&lt;br /&gt;When u read about young stars like Britney and Lindsay and them getting in trouble..&lt;br /&gt;How does that affect u personally?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V: Erm.. I honestly just think it's stupid. *smiles and laughs &lt;br /&gt;It's easy to stay out of those situations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After her remark, Tyra had this expression (correct me if I'm wrong) but I think she might be thinking along the same lines as me, Wth man. Look who's talking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V(again): Uh but yeah, I really think it's easy to stay out of those situations. U just have to be smart abt your decisions. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHEESH. SHEESH.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a V-hater. she's just so fake.&lt;br /&gt;I won't deny that she's pretty, really pretty. a fresh face in the industry.&lt;br /&gt;a great sense of style too.&lt;br /&gt;but seriously man,&lt;br /&gt;personality-o-meter: ZERO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two of my favorite actresses, categorised in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;25 Of the Most Well-Dressed on The Red Carpet&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sexy back &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JpAii3G_hLk/R3cnsOsg4kI/AAAAAAAAAC0/zPEoWu5qwU4/s1600-h/ellen+pompeo!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JpAii3G_hLk/R3cnsOsg4kI/AAAAAAAAAC0/zPEoWu5qwU4/s320/ellen+pompeo!.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149628339733979714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JpAii3G_hLk/R3cnsOsg4lI/AAAAAAAAAC8/c8s-MISqhOA/s1600-h/charlize_theron.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JpAii3G_hLk/R3cnsOsg4lI/AAAAAAAAAC8/c8s-MISqhOA/s320/charlize_theron.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149628339733979730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-253781206091922248?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/253781206091922248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=253781206091922248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/253781206091922248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/253781206091922248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2007/12/rich-and-famous.html' title='rich and the famous'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JpAii3G_hLk/R3cnsOsg4kI/AAAAAAAAAC0/zPEoWu5qwU4/s72-c/ellen+pompeo!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-8883722257036029886</id><published>2007-12-27T00:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T08:57:56.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'>whoo MJ</title><content type='html'>woah MSN was hectic.&lt;br /&gt;ppl all chatting with me at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;Huda, Sharm, Nad, Pei Khee, Bryan.&lt;br /&gt;woahh. this only happens when there's smth impt to be done online asap.&lt;br /&gt;suddenly I see the whole world logging in. hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;like the otr time when checking PAE results. this time, regristration for course combination online.&lt;br /&gt;yep so funny.&lt;br /&gt;so after much thought and discussion with mom (many of my brain cells wld hv suffered)&lt;br /&gt;I chose Chem2 Econ2 MA2 and ELIT1 GP PW.&lt;br /&gt;don't know if I shd choose Phy as my sci. such a gamble bcos my interest for Chem runs deeper. and I'll work hard (I think)&lt;br /&gt;phobia PHYSICS. SPA. screwed. all BAD memories. no need a re-run.&lt;br /&gt;ok I made the correct choice.&lt;br /&gt;wanted Geog but LIT seems exciting. &lt;i&gt; studying Jane Austen's Pride &amp; Prejudice &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;I'll just get a feel of the subjs.&lt;br /&gt;and I did consulted Syaf, she called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today was first day of orientation.&lt;br /&gt;booooringgg.&lt;br /&gt;typical: all the long introductions, principal speech, subj talks and uni talks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;was my first time stepping into MJ.&lt;br /&gt;very very big.&lt;br /&gt;greeted warmly by my snr, Syaf who gave me a bear-hug.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;got lost, tryg to find Az, Qah, Abigail and Yanti.&lt;br /&gt;dad sent me, dropped me at the bus stp which was near the main gate.&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was side gate! no wonder I couldnt spot any of them.&lt;br /&gt;not that it's so hard, bcos our uniform's GREEN and stands out from the rest.&lt;br /&gt;so I did spot a few at the foyer, I think.&lt;br /&gt;Sharm and Charlene.&lt;br /&gt;then He Bei &amp; I walked off to find Az and the rest.&lt;br /&gt;just walked ard, not sure where we were gg yet still managed to find em!&lt;br /&gt;hahhaah.&lt;br /&gt;MJ ppl very enthu, feels like a whole community bonded.&lt;br /&gt;feels like I belong.&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha. many many OGL students were already in the hall holding the placards.&lt;br /&gt;spotted a Mchottie, one of the OGLs. ahahahh.&lt;br /&gt;anw, we were grouped according to our initials.&lt;br /&gt;it's temporary, just for admin purposes.&lt;br /&gt;yay. loads of TKGians apparently. wow domination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so me and Bahiah were relieved to find ourselves together in a grp.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;she's such a pleasant and sweet girl. very easy going. (:&lt;br /&gt;sticked through the whole time. once, had to really pee but had to hold back.&lt;br /&gt;the hall was chilly!&lt;br /&gt;and I'm not complaining bcos it's 100x better than TK's hall.&lt;br /&gt;tutors briefed abt the diff subjs they;re in charge of.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really impressed by the string of speakers. all of em were amazing!&lt;br /&gt;most presented themselves well and had full confidence.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;the Hist tutor's really young and pretty!  hahahah. eye candy for the guys.&lt;br /&gt;I liked the Chem tutor so much alr. an Indian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, it was the Uni talks.&lt;br /&gt;NUS, NTU AND SMU.&lt;br /&gt;we split up. &lt;br /&gt;Me, Az and Natasha went for the SMU whilst Qah and Yanti went for NUS.&lt;br /&gt;overwhelming response for the NUS. not a surprise actually.&lt;br /&gt;I'm only interested in SMU bcos it specialises in LAW.&lt;br /&gt;and almost ALL of its graduates are well sought after, for jobs.&lt;br /&gt;SMU works hand in hand together with 2 of America's best universities,&lt;br /&gt;one of which is a business sch which tops the world.&lt;br /&gt;graduates can expect internships (loads), exchange programmes with unis overseas at a much cheaper price.&lt;br /&gt;that's about some of its plus points.&lt;br /&gt;received a pamphlet to know more of the faculties &amp; various courses.&lt;br /&gt;majority of its professors and lecturers (80%) attain PHDs. &lt;br /&gt;students will be equipped with 10 skills, highly essential in the working world.&lt;br /&gt;very impressive.&lt;br /&gt;so that's what makes SMU grads all-rounded, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;oh gee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to become a lawyer, &lt;br /&gt;I've to be &lt;b&gt; excellent &lt;/b&gt; in my languages. &lt;br /&gt;good is simply not enough.&lt;br /&gt;ace GP, which is geee....&lt;br /&gt;impossible.&lt;br /&gt;but I'll try my best.&lt;br /&gt;sit through SAT. the speaker admitted LAW is one of the tougher courses to get into.&lt;br /&gt;very demanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh god. I STILL CANNOT BELIEVE I'M TURNING 17 NXT YR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, on a lighter side.&lt;br /&gt;I came up with SMOO (SMU)&lt;br /&gt;hahahah, get it?&lt;br /&gt;lame, Az says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that was the last event for the day.&lt;br /&gt;there's actually another talk; Course Counselling.&lt;br /&gt;but we just couldn't be bothered.&lt;br /&gt;eh I mean the rest.&lt;br /&gt;so the 5 of us headed off for Whitesands. brunch.&lt;br /&gt;KFC. Me &amp; Az debated for Cavana.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-8883722257036029886?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/8883722257036029886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=8883722257036029886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/8883722257036029886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/8883722257036029886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2007/12/whoo-mj.html' title='whoo MJ'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-2008530193757752023</id><published>2007-12-25T14:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T22:32:41.471-08:00</updated><title type='text'>X'mas special</title><content type='html'>hohoho. so it was X'mas yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a smashing time yesterday and the day before yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25/12/07&lt;br /&gt;dad brought us all to Hyatt JB to have breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;all the way there.&lt;br /&gt;it's his haven, i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;he knew the manager and some otr hotel ppl there, so we get discounts..&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he had to go back to work at noon so we crashed Kak Ati's place.&lt;br /&gt;mom, me, sis, Elli, Kak Ati, Kak Ida and Abg Sham went out at abt 2+.&lt;br /&gt;Abg Sham drove.&lt;br /&gt;He has this weird habit of repeating the song, &lt;b&gt; Love Supreme &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Robbie williams. says it gets him in the mood.&lt;br /&gt;then the car has this surround sound system.&lt;br /&gt;which amplifies the sound by 3x.&lt;br /&gt;so the whole time, the car appears to be throbbing and pumping to the music&lt;br /&gt;(from the outside anyway, i noticed) &lt;br /&gt;first up was Abg Indra's place, wanted to send him the fd cooked by tante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Kacang Phool &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched a bit of tv, drank, ate log cake, flipped through mags at his place.&lt;br /&gt;everything about his place's just so cool.&lt;br /&gt;one word: slick&lt;br /&gt;be it the interior decoration to the kitchen to the tissue box!&lt;br /&gt;hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;after that, headed for TM.&lt;br /&gt;apparently, Kak Ati had some problems with the watch she recently purchased &lt;br /&gt;from Esprit.&lt;br /&gt;went to &lt;i&gt; Simpang Bedok &lt;/i&gt; for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;teased Kak Ati abt the dish she ordered, &lt;b&gt; Maggi Goreng Seafood &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;turned out her fd was the best.&lt;br /&gt;slow, annoying service, slip-ups in taking order, Mom's fd was not as delicious.&lt;br /&gt;Abg Sham ended up sharing my &lt;i&gt; Mee goreng &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE THAI-STYLE. &lt;br /&gt;Abg Sham couldn't finish his kebab. why did he order in the first place&lt;br /&gt;if he's not used to it. hahaahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;but I don't mind.&lt;br /&gt;He kept teasing me. always, every time he sees me.&lt;br /&gt;He calls me Bookworm, bcos I always hv a book with me wherever I go.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah really, cannot help it.&lt;br /&gt;habit.&lt;br /&gt;He puts ideas into my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt; dye your hair&lt;br /&gt;get a Caucasion bf ... &lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;He told me he saw Taufik Batisah once in Mustafa with his mom and Huda (host on Suria)&lt;br /&gt;He described him as &lt;i&gt; pariah &lt;/i&gt; with his unshaved face, hairy hands...&lt;br /&gt;I begged to differ.&lt;br /&gt;GOATEE. and not so hairy arms.&lt;br /&gt;who wants a hairless guy for a bf?! &lt;br /&gt;or even worse, those who shaved.&lt;br /&gt;EW. sissy.&lt;br /&gt;and no, Abg Sham didn't get punched bcos after that&lt;br /&gt;he said TB's still handsome and friendly.&lt;br /&gt;He worked at the airport, escort celebs smth like that.&lt;br /&gt;We made a bet once that if I get 3As' for the O's, he and Kak Ida&lt;br /&gt;will get me something special.&lt;br /&gt;anything I want.&lt;br /&gt;now, I hv to get 4As'.&lt;br /&gt;Reward: they're gonna give me a hair makeover.&lt;br /&gt;which includes dye (i think)&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Walid plans on giving money.&lt;br /&gt;whatever the case is,&lt;br /&gt;I feel extermely pressurised.&lt;br /&gt;everyone's pinning high hopes on me. WHY.&lt;br /&gt;they have faith that I'll get straight As'. NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;after that, went to Mustafa Ctr.&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS OUR FIRST TIME THERE (my mom and I)&lt;br /&gt;so were like so &lt;i&gt; jakun &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything's there. everythinggggggggggg...&lt;br /&gt;just name it.&lt;br /&gt;wow. some of the items there are much cheaper too.&lt;br /&gt;such a big place, can get frustrating..&lt;br /&gt;had difficulty finding certain things in the supermarket.&lt;br /&gt;but still WOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to send sis and Elli home first bcos&lt;br /&gt;1. Mustafa Ctr, loadsssss of ppl, noisy&lt;br /&gt;2. we don't need whiny kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot believe mom and Kak Ati labelled me as a kid and contemplated on sending me home as well.&lt;br /&gt;gosh.&lt;br /&gt;I'm the one who always get teased, just bcos&lt;br /&gt;I'm the YOUNGEST.&lt;br /&gt;gee. like&lt;br /&gt;I eat too slow, too weak, too demure (!?), too decent (shd hv a wilder side)&lt;br /&gt;like the streaks that Abg Sham suggested I shd get on my hair&lt;br /&gt;hmph.&lt;br /&gt;but I love them all still.&lt;br /&gt;in the car, complained to Kak Ati regarding Multiply deleting Music icon!!!!&lt;br /&gt;what the heck right. now there's no way we can download music,&lt;br /&gt;FOR FREEE.&lt;br /&gt;assss. now, I've to find a new resource. soooo troublesome.&lt;br /&gt;Kak Ati bought some reggae music bcos she needs it when she's driving.&lt;br /&gt;dad fetched us later frm Kak Ati's place at 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Eve.&lt;br /&gt;Mom and I and sis tried the new bus, 579&lt;br /&gt;straight to town man!&lt;br /&gt;also goes to Suntec, my fav place: The Grand Cathay, Mandarin Hotel in Orchard,&lt;br /&gt;Far East loadddsss..&lt;br /&gt;check it out!&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;b&gt; LOVEEE &lt;/b&gt; it&lt;br /&gt;no need for swtiching trains, walking through crowded interchange....&lt;br /&gt;yay.&lt;br /&gt;student price: $1+&lt;br /&gt;adult price: $3+&lt;br /&gt;Students like me profit, but mom says it's slightly more expensive for adults.&lt;br /&gt;It passes by Simei too, Huda's house!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;very convenient. &lt;br /&gt;the downside is the waiting time. and if it's crowded, u hv to wait for the next one&lt;br /&gt;bcos standing's prohibited on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;back to that day..&lt;br /&gt;walked around Orchard. &lt;br /&gt;gritted our teeth when we came aross these stores which sell exquisite bags&lt;br /&gt;of all kinds at such a reasonable price and one store(next to it) selling nice shawls.&lt;br /&gt;Mom was fuming bcos she searched like crazy for those kind of shawls.&lt;br /&gt;and now she's broke so she couldn't afford to buy those at Orchard.&lt;br /&gt;and they're much cheaper and exactly like what she's looking for.&lt;br /&gt;crazy crazy sales in Mango.&lt;br /&gt;we made a plan to start saving from now till X'mas next year.&lt;br /&gt;bcos sales are crazy during X'mas and approaching-New-Year season.&lt;br /&gt;all those branded stores, sales.&lt;br /&gt;usually, I'd be so tempted to spend my money and by X'mas all's gone.&lt;br /&gt;aiyaaiyaii.&lt;br /&gt;but I'll wait...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had lunch at BK, near Wheelock.&lt;br /&gt;outsidem there was this gig.&lt;br /&gt;this group of talented Malay ppl dressed hippie-like were beating their drums,&lt;br /&gt;tamberine and some otr instruments I've never seen before.&lt;br /&gt;Reggae, I think. nice tunes.&lt;br /&gt;made u want to dance to the funky , loud beats.&lt;br /&gt;ohhh there were ppl dancing. public interaction, I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;I'd kill myself first.&lt;br /&gt;There was Dalina (the Suria actress) with her &lt;i&gt; crazy &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bunch of frens dancing at the sidelines.&lt;br /&gt;attention-seeking. Mom and I hate her. &lt;br /&gt;attracted a whole mob of ppl.&lt;br /&gt;there was also the By Definition drummer. he was playing this HUGE drums.&lt;br /&gt;I like the music. very Jamaican.&lt;br /&gt;so talented.&lt;br /&gt;sis wanted to get out of the place, couldn't stand the loud music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; When will she grow up? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-2008530193757752023?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/2008530193757752023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=2008530193757752023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/2008530193757752023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/2008530193757752023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2007/12/xmas-special.html' title='X&apos;mas special'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-5960674736842855457</id><published>2007-12-22T14:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T22:13:43.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>two days of fun</title><content type='html'>On Fri,&lt;br /&gt;went out with mom, sis, Kak Ati, Elli in kak Ati's new car.&lt;br /&gt;yayy! finally, it arrived. the car had to be shipped from overseas.&lt;br /&gt;so first, we went to Kg Ubi for mom's driving registration.&lt;br /&gt;she planned to start next yr. will not give up even though she failed&lt;br /&gt;her final several times. &lt;br /&gt;that's the spirit (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, ate at &lt;i&gt; Raffles' Banquet &lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;was deciding on which places to eat which are near Peninsular, in the car.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;was fickle-minded, &lt;i&gt; as always &lt;/i&gt; but finally settled for the chicken rice.&lt;br /&gt;Ya kun's mango tangyz, teh &lt;i&gt; ping &lt;/i&gt; and ice-cream toast are the BEST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, off to Peninsular for some skinny jeans.&lt;br /&gt;Fezra was right.&lt;br /&gt;there are many branches on the basement, all under the same owner.&lt;br /&gt;wahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;jeans come in 30 colours. &lt;br /&gt;I bought the black....&lt;br /&gt;and the white.&lt;br /&gt;the original plan was to only buy one first.&lt;br /&gt;but I got so tempted. ahh heck.&lt;br /&gt;Kak Ati bought only the white. there was once the both of us had to squeeze&lt;br /&gt;inside the small fitting room because..&lt;br /&gt;there were many ppl waiting. &lt;br /&gt;so Kak Ati, being considerate suggested sharing the fitting room.&lt;br /&gt;hahahah fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next was Vivocity.&lt;br /&gt;It was sister's turn to buy her stuff, school stuff.&lt;br /&gt;bought new bag, wallet, pencil case and shoes.&lt;br /&gt;Kak Ati paid for her wallet, as a late bday present.&lt;br /&gt;ahah.&lt;br /&gt;mom bought two new tops from G2000. she had been looking for them.&lt;br /&gt;since like forever.&lt;br /&gt;we window shopped somemore.&lt;br /&gt;toy stores, boutiques, B&amp;J..&lt;br /&gt;Elli's adorableeeeee, so so cute.&lt;br /&gt;but yet so dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;till today, I'm still pondering&lt;br /&gt;How can such a small human being inflict so much pain on me?&lt;br /&gt;really. had such a hard time trying to take care of her in the back seat.&lt;br /&gt;she can't keep still even for just a moment. &lt;br /&gt;had to endure her kicks, punches..&lt;br /&gt;not so much hugs.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah, I'm just weak.&lt;br /&gt;that's what the rest said.&lt;br /&gt;aw shit. toughen up kid.&lt;br /&gt;ended up in Kak Ati's place, eating &lt;i&gt; Tenderbest &lt;/i&gt; chicken&lt;br /&gt;hot fries. comfy.&lt;br /&gt;I loved that day! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JpAii3G_hLk/R236Dusg4gI/AAAAAAAAACU/RNDfzVKti7A/s1600-h/Image016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JpAii3G_hLk/R236Dusg4gI/AAAAAAAAACU/RNDfzVKti7A/s320/Image016.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147044891135631874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JpAii3G_hLk/R236D-sg4hI/AAAAAAAAACc/7rmOzO90ZbE/s1600-h/Image020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JpAii3G_hLk/R236D-sg4hI/AAAAAAAAACc/7rmOzO90ZbE/s320/Image020.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147044895430599186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JpAii3G_hLk/R236D-sg4iI/AAAAAAAAACk/ZHx1FI31NcQ/s1600-h/Image017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JpAii3G_hLk/R236D-sg4iI/AAAAAAAAACk/ZHx1FI31NcQ/s320/Image017.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147044895430599202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JpAii3G_hLk/R236EOsg4jI/AAAAAAAAACs/t5iFR_FRZfM/s1600-h/Image018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JpAii3G_hLk/R236EOsg4jI/AAAAAAAAACs/t5iFR_FRZfM/s320/Image018.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147044899725566514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;went to Afiqah's chalet at downtown east. &lt;br /&gt;met up with Felina and Nadhirah earlier at abt 530.&lt;br /&gt;the BBQ only started at night.&lt;br /&gt;it was a family-close friends kind of thing.&lt;br /&gt;Maisarah apparently had chalet on that day too, Aloha.&lt;br /&gt;we were searching for her chalet to gate crash and steal all her food!&lt;br /&gt;wrong place, we embarassed ourselves walking to and fro.&lt;br /&gt;F &amp; A insisted that was Aloha, but it was actually Costa Sands.&lt;br /&gt;N &amp; I had said it wasn't. &lt;br /&gt;hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great company, hot food (literally)&lt;br /&gt;A complained there was not much eye candy.&lt;br /&gt;she got all the old ppl as her neighbours. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;her cousins, (her mom's side) were there also.&lt;br /&gt;F&amp; I agreed one of her cousins had a sexyy voice.&lt;br /&gt;He was playing his guitar in the room, serenading.&lt;br /&gt;F was so smitten by him. oh myyy. &lt;br /&gt;we freaked out for a moment when he called Aliff (Sleeq guy) to come over.&lt;br /&gt;oh wait, I didnt. Afiqah did.&lt;br /&gt;hahahah. luckily, he had some gig that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we walked around a lot and took photos.&lt;br /&gt;F, A &amp; I tried taking jumping poses.&lt;br /&gt;many many many times, because the camera could not capture just the right moment.&lt;br /&gt;I think we lost 3kg from all the jumping.&lt;br /&gt;it was crrrazyy. &lt;br /&gt;there was a possibility we were high that night.&lt;br /&gt;we were dancing, and singing out loud.&lt;br /&gt;oh god. couldn't care less what ppl might say or think.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it was destressing, sort of freeing your emotions and inner self.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back at the chalet, there was once.&lt;br /&gt;A's dad asked, &lt;i&gt;" Tak bawa bapa? " &lt;br /&gt;" Bapa kerja... " &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was taken aback. but he just laughed, seeing the fear on my face.&lt;br /&gt;Her parents and mine are friends, since long ago.&lt;br /&gt;we left together at about 1030.&lt;br /&gt;before that, we chomped on B&amp;J ice-cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;one tub, Strawberry cheesecake, New York Fudge, Chunkey monkey&lt;br /&gt;plus some waffle. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talked, gossiped, bitched the whole night.&lt;br /&gt;I listened more. missed out alot on A &amp; N's stories.&lt;br /&gt;It's just weird. every time N asks me, " So, any new love life? OR How's your love life? "&lt;br /&gt;then my reply will be " Hmmm, no. I don't think so. "&lt;br /&gt;find me a replica of &lt;b&gt; Seth Cohen &lt;/b&gt; or Ed Westwick or Kylee Patrick and I might just consider. (:&lt;br /&gt;I'm really really fussy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I feel left out, hanging out with them listening to them talking&lt;br /&gt;about the wonders of guys/r'ship issues/the guys they know and will I give in to peer pressure?&lt;br /&gt;Yes and No.&lt;br /&gt;They always have latest scoop on the guys they take a liking to or are in a r'ship with.&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes, I don't get updated. &lt;br /&gt;and I will be so lost, confused and dazed in conversations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there you go.&lt;br /&gt;my innermost feelings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-5960674736842855457?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/5960674736842855457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=5960674736842855457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/5960674736842855457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/5960674736842855457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2007/12/two-days-of-fun.html' title='two days of fun'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JpAii3G_hLk/R236Dusg4gI/AAAAAAAAACU/RNDfzVKti7A/s72-c/Image016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-6670240688880346550</id><published>2007-12-17T16:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T01:06:19.154-08:00</updated><title type='text'>parkway and hamsters</title><content type='html'>so yesterday, &lt;br /&gt;My mom, sister and I went to Parkway parade. &lt;br /&gt;shoppinggggsalessales... hahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;earlier in the morning, had gone to meet Ustazah to collect report book. &lt;br /&gt;results were good. (: &lt;br /&gt;I was third in class. hahahaha. it was good enough for me, seeing that I STUDIED the night before the exam. &lt;br /&gt;heh heh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;U&gt;RESULTS &lt;br /&gt;Aqidah : 97/100 &lt;br /&gt;Sejarah : 99/100 &lt;br /&gt;Fiqh : 98/100 &lt;br /&gt;Akhlak : 97/100 &lt;br /&gt;B. Arab : 88/100 &lt;br /&gt;Al-Quran/Tajwid : 95/100 &lt;/B&gt;&lt;/U&gt;(: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ustazah asked if I'm joing the diploma class next year. &lt;br /&gt;I said I wasn't sure, am considering though. &lt;br /&gt;it all depends on my schedule next yr. JC life's pretty hectic and sometimes... unpredictable. &lt;br /&gt;she added that I hv potential to go far and succeed, and that it's a joy having me as a student. &lt;br /&gt;I clearly feel the same way towards her. &lt;br /&gt;THE BEST USTAZAH EVER! :D &lt;br /&gt;she's so cool and happening yet equip us with knowledge in an interesting way. &lt;br /&gt;her lessons are all so fun and engaging. &lt;br /&gt;no long-winded, dull lectures. &lt;br /&gt;we can relate to her well. and vice versa. &lt;br /&gt;not so much on factsfactsfacts frm the books. &lt;br /&gt;she manages to conduct lessons, which are useful and can be applied to in our everyday lives. &lt;br /&gt;she brings us topics which us close to our hearts and sensitive issues which she feels we ought to know. &lt;br /&gt;basically, she ROCKS. &lt;br /&gt;so mom was more than happy with my conduct and results. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, followed her to pasar. &lt;br /&gt;weather was unbelievably hot, i tell u. &lt;br /&gt;went home first before gg to Parkway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had our brunch there, at &lt;I&gt;Kebab station &lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the food are all so delightful. &lt;br /&gt;we ordered &lt;I&gt;Chicken pita roll, Lamb pide and Beef Kebab in Gravyy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/I&gt;YUM. &lt;br /&gt;the ppl working there were all so good looking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to Bossini. GREAT SALES. &lt;br /&gt;I just realised they had quite nice tees. really. &lt;br /&gt;I wanted to buy more. &lt;br /&gt;but I bought one in the end. &lt;br /&gt;wanted to grab this faded black jeans but I thought I shd check out the skinny jeans at Penin first, for only 20 bucks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought loads of tees for Dad. hahahaa. &lt;br /&gt;He will look smart in them. nice designs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to the Nokia retail outlet to get my phone. &lt;br /&gt;YAY WHOAAOAAWHOOOOPEEEDOO FINALLLYYYYYYY. &lt;br /&gt;Nokia 5300 XpressMusic. mine's all black. &lt;br /&gt;I am loving the handphone already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;ultra &lt;/B&gt;clear audio, pictures, cooool functions and sleek features. &lt;br /&gt;lovelove it so much. &lt;br /&gt;thanks mom! (: &lt;br /&gt;and then headed to the departmental store. &lt;br /&gt;got to get new iron and rice cooker. &lt;br /&gt;plus Crocs shoes for Dad. &lt;br /&gt;so yeah. had a rockinnngg time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and omg. today, had to follow my sister to &lt;I&gt;Eastpoint, Pet lovers centre &lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she wanted to buy a hamster. &lt;br /&gt;had to buy all the necessities such as the food, bedding, cage, bathing powder a place for the hamster to bathe.... &lt;br /&gt;OMG. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still cannot believe the hamster is actually in my house right now. &lt;br /&gt;I just hope it won't get loose and start running around the house. &lt;br /&gt;It's a male btw. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will have to get another male so that they can become buddies (: &lt;br /&gt;BROTHERS. that would be so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little one. but not so clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JpAii3G_hLk/R2Y71-sg4fI/AAAAAAAAACM/p0cBhYv30J8/s1600-h/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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fun, de-stressing, thrilling &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate that I am so sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;and vulnerable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My New Year's resolution is to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; - Be stronger (literally and emotionally)&lt;br /&gt;    - Stay fit; which means I must come up with a weekly exercise workout or routine&lt;br /&gt;to stay in shape. not that I don't have any at the moment. I have to work on my mental resilience and not to succumb to my laziness anymore.&lt;br /&gt;    - Be a better person; daughter, sister, friend, Muslim&lt;br /&gt;    - Take things easy and not get too worked up over everything; Azrina said &lt;br /&gt;I am too tense at times and that I shd just learn to let go.&lt;br /&gt;    - Save up enough money for the &lt;b&gt; Maroon 5 concert &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    - A better perfectionist&lt;br /&gt;    - Try not too be fickle-minded (this is a Serious issue which involves everything and affects my life greatly, in a bad way)&lt;br /&gt;eg: I spend hours just to pick out the clothes I want to wear every time I go out&lt;br /&gt;OR I'll be so undecisive in what I want to eat in a big food court eg. Banquet or fast food outlet.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woah. &lt;br /&gt;that's a long list....&lt;br /&gt;Good luck Syaz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-7942090181564371256?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/7942090181564371256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=7942090181564371256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/7942090181564371256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/7942090181564371256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2007/12/escape.html' title='escape'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-5564466229236514970</id><published>2007-12-14T22:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T06:01:17.301-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pictures of you</title><content type='html'>oh yes, the PROM pics requested by Atiqah. &lt;br /&gt;I am such a muddlehead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JpAii3G_hLk/R2KMausg4aI/AAAAAAAAABk/0eiLr1RRFeo/s1600-h/P1010321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JpAii3G_hLk/R2KMausg4aI/AAAAAAAAABk/0eiLr1RRFeo/s320/P1010321.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143828115249750434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JpAii3G_hLk/R2KMa-sg4bI/AAAAAAAAABs/7cGIQPAPwpk/s1600-h/P1010286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JpAii3G_hLk/R2KMa-sg4bI/AAAAAAAAABs/7cGIQPAPwpk/s320/P1010286.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143828119544717746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JpAii3G_hLk/R2KMbOsg4cI/AAAAAAAAAB0/eo6jDqVpgVU/s1600-h/P1010282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JpAii3G_hLk/R2KMbOsg4cI/AAAAAAAAAB0/eo6jDqVpgVU/s320/P1010282.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143828123839685058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JpAii3G_hLk/R2KMbOsg4dI/AAAAAAAAAB8/qjF1ncR5prQ/s1600-h/P1010274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JpAii3G_hLk/R2KKN-sg4SI/AAAAAAAAAAk/zkpC39e904c/s320/IMG_5574.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143825697183162658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-5564466229236514970?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/5564466229236514970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=5564466229236514970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/5564466229236514970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/5564466229236514970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2007/12/pictures-of-you.html' title='pictures of you'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JpAii3G_hLk/R2KMausg4aI/AAAAAAAAABk/0eiLr1RRFeo/s72-c/P1010321.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-4993220421740546021</id><published>2007-12-14T21:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T05:49:06.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MJ!</title><content type='html'>I was extremely shocked when i checked my PAE results yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; seriously. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how could I have gotten my first choice, knowing there're&lt;br /&gt;other students with much better L1R5 than mine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha but nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;i'm gratified and humbled. truly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Azrina was thrillledd when i called her afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;she had all along wanted me to go to MJ.&lt;br /&gt;she'd been accepted through DSA.  (:&lt;br /&gt;most of my friends got either their 1st/2nd choice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yanti- MJ&lt;br /&gt;Atiqah- MJ&lt;br /&gt;Farah- TJ&lt;br /&gt;Nadia- TJ &lt;br /&gt;Partner aka Pei khee- VJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm. really lucky.&lt;br /&gt;I hope, &lt;b&gt; really hope &lt;/b&gt; that my O'level results will be &lt;br /&gt;enough to qualify me to TJ. &lt;br /&gt;well, i have no regrets because i've put 101% of sheer effort, hard work&lt;br /&gt;sweat.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a much lighter note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt; MAROON 5 IS COMING NEXT YEAR, 25/03/08!!!!! &lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes yes yes yesssssssss.&lt;br /&gt;to our humble island!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg, i did not even know this fact until Farah chatted with me.&lt;br /&gt;she was like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Hey Syaz! are u going to Maroon 5's concert next year? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;believe me, i was taken aback.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;she's a true blue fan! (:&lt;br /&gt;so yep, me and mom plan to go together.. with Farah.&lt;br /&gt;we do not even have the tickets! and we plan to go together...&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;i have to get the $185 ticket. next is the $150 ticket.&lt;br /&gt;either one! it's a must! &lt;br /&gt;so hopefully, i'll get into TJ and this is a way of treating myself!&lt;br /&gt;splendid, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;only if it'll come true...&lt;br /&gt;so yes, i am definitely going. IT'S ABOUT TIME THEY COME TO SG. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blahblah. today i had to go to the dentist to have my teeth cleaned.&lt;br /&gt;eeyouch, hurt real badddd.&lt;br /&gt;cannot imagine how i will survive the process of fixing metal pieces to my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;yes, &lt;i&gt; braces &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next year...&lt;br /&gt;oh the horror.&lt;br /&gt;my cousin recently had braces. she described to me the excruciatingly painful details.&lt;br /&gt;we were supposed to suffer together. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;it'll be my turn to moan and groan to her next year.&lt;br /&gt;will have my REAL appointment next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oohwhee, can't wait for tmr can't wait for tmr.&lt;br /&gt;going to downtown east with the birthday girl, &lt;b&gt; Atiqah &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Huda, Azrina, Fezra Cheryl.&lt;br /&gt;will enjoy screaming my head off.  (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Trivia for the day:&lt;br /&gt;I still cannot accept the fact that Shia is currently dating Rihanna. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-4993220421740546021?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/4993220421740546021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=4993220421740546021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/4993220421740546021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/4993220421740546021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2007/12/mj.html' title='MJ!'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-735573559230579293</id><published>2007-12-12T22:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T06:12:58.499-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Huda-day</title><content type='html'>aye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I went out with Huda.&lt;br /&gt;Citylink, library@Esplanade and Bugis junction. window shopping.&lt;br /&gt;it's been a while. &lt;br /&gt;finally checked out Esplanade's library. it's catered to those&lt;br /&gt;who wants to learn more abt film, theatre, classical music those kind of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;well equipped with books. loads.&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't cater to teenagers or young adults like me though.&lt;br /&gt;i love the multimedia section. and the study corner. the whole design of the library is so cool.&lt;br /&gt;we cld evn find &lt;i&gt; very very old DVDS &lt;/i&gt; all the way back to the 80s', or &lt;br /&gt;even 70s' i think.&lt;br /&gt;how cool is that?&lt;br /&gt;it was VERY quiet. too quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we discovered many interesting stores in Esplanade.&lt;br /&gt;there was one with &lt;i&gt; huge &lt;/i&gt; framed movie posters and merchandises.&lt;br /&gt;awesome (:&lt;br /&gt;there was one cool gift shop, combining the art of Modern with Asian culture.&lt;br /&gt;it was sweet.&lt;br /&gt;wld love to come back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bugis was...&lt;br /&gt;crowded. &lt;br /&gt;roamed around looking for a suitable gift.&lt;br /&gt;succeeded in buying something special.&lt;br /&gt;roamed some more before settling dwn at Macs, chomping dwn ice cream&lt;br /&gt;watching the rain, and talking!&lt;br /&gt;heh. it was fun (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bumped into Xin xuan (who called my name out loud)&lt;br /&gt;she worked in one on the cart-cum-store in Bugis junction.&lt;br /&gt;do drop by and say hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoyed myself thoroughly. &lt;br /&gt;we both agreed that dresses at &lt;i&gt; Yin &amp; yang &lt;/i&gt; were all so nice.&lt;br /&gt;but expensive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-735573559230579293?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/735573559230579293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=735573559230579293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/735573559230579293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/735573559230579293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2007/12/huda-day.html' title='Huda-day'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-5674031548962422587</id><published>2007-12-09T06:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T06:31:30.698-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pretty much gossip</title><content type='html'>I thought these pics were cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was an ad for Gap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JpAii3G_hLk/R1v3NnqWHBI/AAAAAAAAAAc/0bs1JMjGuXc/s1600-h/gap-ad+with+gossip%27s+cast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JpAii3G_hLk/R1v3NnqWHBI/AAAAAAAAAAc/0bs1JMjGuXc/s320/gap-ad+with+gossip%27s+cast.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141975212930505746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the Rocket science premiere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JpAii3G_hLk/R1v3CHqWHAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/MCLsY0VQ_1c/s1600-h/ed+and+blake+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JpAii3G_hLk/R1v3CHqWHAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/MCLsY0VQ_1c/s320/ed+and+blake+3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141975015362010114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JpAii3G_hLk/R1v203qWG_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/CwuSI_n7BwU/s1600-h/ed+and+blake+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JpAii3G_hLk/R1v203qWG_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/CwuSI_n7BwU/s320/ed+and+blake+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141974787728743410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had just returned from my very short trip to Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;stayed in &lt;i&gt; Hyatt Regency hotel &lt;/i&gt; in JB for only one night!&lt;br /&gt;left Sg yesterday morning, returned today.&lt;br /&gt;this is because mom's not able to take any more leave.&lt;br /&gt;it was destressing, i guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been a while since i swam. rejuvenating.&lt;br /&gt;the weather's not too good these past few days. it's been pouring..&lt;br /&gt;oh yes.&lt;br /&gt;i think it was on Monday that something very unexpected, yet splendid&lt;br /&gt;happened to us.&lt;br /&gt;my mom promised to bring us to Swensens. either that, or Haagen daz.&lt;br /&gt;however, she finished work rather late, around 8 plus..&lt;br /&gt;there was only one Swensens outlet which is available 24/7&lt;br /&gt;which was at Orchard. so we went there.&lt;br /&gt;oh my. when we reached, it drizzled...&lt;br /&gt;and to make matters worse, the queue was long.&lt;br /&gt;but.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we waited, me and sis took shelter.&lt;br /&gt;i'll spare u all the details.&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;b&gt; best &lt;/b&gt; part was the power trips which happened several times&lt;br /&gt;when we were enjoying our meal.&lt;br /&gt;or so i thought...&lt;br /&gt;it was not complete darkness, (fortunately for us) because the location&lt;br /&gt;was by the road..&lt;br /&gt;the power trips were caused by the rainy weather.&lt;br /&gt;and so... &lt;br /&gt;we did not have to pay!  nope, not even a single cent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; HOW COOL IS THAT!? &lt;/b&gt;  seeing that this happened in &lt;i&gt; Singapore &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the saying goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Nothing's free in this world (more for Singapore) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first, i had asked my mom to take the menus and we would calculate manually.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. foolish.&lt;br /&gt;then, the manager walked to our table&lt;br /&gt;and said it was on the house.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;we had ordered:&lt;br /&gt;chocolate fondue&lt;br /&gt;half-Bbq chicken&lt;br /&gt;Kids meal&lt;br /&gt;Roasted salmon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad regretted for not ordering more. &lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;we walked off, feeling good.&lt;br /&gt;it was a cool night.&lt;br /&gt;and it was all thanks to me,&lt;br /&gt;because i bugged my mom to bring us there (she almost changed her mind!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; grr. i can't wait for episode 11 of Gossip girl!  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m sure that you’ve heard the news by now:  the writers and the studios are no longer talking after a brief glimmer of hope earlier in the month.&lt;br /&gt;The producers had previously indicated that, without movement on the strike talks, only 13 episodes (instead of the planned 22) of Gossip Girl would air.  The upcoming episode (#11) is just weeks away from the “finale.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-5674031548962422587?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/5674031548962422587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=5674031548962422587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/5674031548962422587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/5674031548962422587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2007/12/pretty-much-gossip.html' title='pretty much gossip'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JpAii3G_hLk/R1v3NnqWHBI/AAAAAAAAAAc/0bs1JMjGuXc/s72-c/gap-ad+with+gossip%27s+cast.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-8372429169325264749</id><published>2007-12-07T09:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T05:28:34.889-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yay!</title><content type='html'>i'm back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hv more interviews with the cast of Gossip girl, mostly &lt;i&gt; Ed&lt;br /&gt;Westwick aka Chuck Bass &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's &lt;b&gt; totally different &lt;/b&gt; from the character he's playing.&lt;br /&gt;He's a one-lady man, yes. he's in a relationship already.&lt;br /&gt;British.&lt;br /&gt;he has a band, lead singer. it's called &lt;i&gt; The Filthy Youth &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know. but his character has quite a charm which attracts me.&lt;br /&gt;pretty interesting. plus u can see the change in Chuck as the season progresses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides...&lt;br /&gt;every girl loves a bad boy. &lt;br /&gt;eheh.&lt;br /&gt;his accent is sexy.&lt;br /&gt;check these out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gLYHyviKR_k&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gLYHyviKR_k&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iDVm4Oe4lpE&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iDVm4Oe4lpE&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this interview is fun, light-hearted and funny! just great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2nsXHqh6HeY&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2nsXHqh6HeY&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, both have such great chemistry! one of the best interviews.&lt;br /&gt;enjoyable. funny in their own ways. i love when Chase said, "I was a dork!"&lt;br /&gt;cool guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jv2nuf_vFCw&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jv2nuf_vFCw&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically.. what Gossip girl is all about.  (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/D1YXB-D-67M&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/D1YXB-D-67M&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4Ug7aJemzpg&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4Ug7aJemzpg&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-8372429169325264749?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/8372429169325264749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=8372429169325264749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/8372429169325264749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/8372429169325264749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2007/12/yay.html' title='yay!'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-1222801352478471682</id><published>2007-12-06T14:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T23:02:26.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt; I LOVE EPISODE 9 OF GOSSIP GIRL. &lt;/b&gt; It's called &lt;i&gt; Blair waldorf must pie! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.veoh.com/videodetails2.swf?permalinkId=v1593280EmRh9k66&amp;id=2380899&amp;player=videodetailsembedded&amp;videoAutoPlay=0" allowFullScreen="true" width="540" height="438" bgcolor="#000000" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.veoh.com/"&gt;Online Videos by Veoh.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it so much because it's all about family. the happy times they spent together.&lt;br /&gt;it focused on the past and now. the episode touches on each character, &lt;i&gt; the Humphreys, Van der woodsens and Waldorfs. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's simply heart warming. &lt;br /&gt;it also shows the problems each family faced and how it'd be &lt;b&gt; so &lt;/b&gt; much&lt;br /&gt;easier and less painful if they stick together, &lt;i&gt; as a family &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy watching the times Nate, Blair and Serena spent together, simply&lt;br /&gt;because they were happy and stress-free. &lt;br /&gt;that was then.&lt;br /&gt;i wished things could go back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;Nate seemed happier and not so worried. and he does not have to put on pretenses.&lt;br /&gt;i love it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG is simply amazing. haha.&lt;br /&gt;i like the relationship between Rufus and Lily, i know this may seem weird.&lt;br /&gt;but it's sweet, how they remain as close friends despite their &lt;i&gt;not too sweet history &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i love it when they help each other, stand by each other through thick and thin.&lt;br /&gt;i know most of u are rooting for Dan and Serena's relationship...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;i like episode 8,&lt;i&gt; Seventeen candles &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chuck sure proved me wrong that he's not just another casanova, only interested&lt;br /&gt;in making out with &lt;i&gt; ALL &lt;/i&gt; the girls, he can get his hands on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he has feelings too.&lt;br /&gt;wow.&lt;br /&gt;it's quite interesting to see where his relationship with Blair is going.&lt;br /&gt;for once,&lt;br /&gt;he was sweet and he is Human afterall...&lt;br /&gt;because he does have feelings for Blair,&lt;br /&gt;and not only lusts after her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really pity Nate. his strained relationship with his parents.&lt;br /&gt;his parents are just impossible to communicate with. they don't even listen&lt;br /&gt;to him, for goodness sake.&lt;br /&gt;only interested in getting Blair's hand in marriage to salvage their family business.&lt;br /&gt;he has no one else to turn to (besides Chuck, i guess)&lt;br /&gt;he's trying so hard to fix things.&lt;br /&gt;but if u watch the next episode, u'll pity his dad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i recommend &lt;i&gt; Veoh &lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;it has all full episodes of GG. fast, clear and easy to use.&lt;br /&gt;but first, u'll hv to download Veohtv. &lt;br /&gt;after that, it's easy peasy. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and did u realise that all the mothers are just so pretty?&lt;br /&gt;for instance, &lt;br /&gt;Allison&lt;br /&gt;Lily&lt;br /&gt;Nate's mom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-1222801352478471682?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/1222801352478471682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=1222801352478471682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/1222801352478471682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/1222801352478471682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2007/12/happiness.html' title='happiness'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-7545073115553913932</id><published>2007-12-05T23:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T23:40:27.867-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GG</title><content type='html'>ok, i am addicted to Gossip girl too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have been trying so hard to find all episodes and watch.&lt;br /&gt;i especially love episode 6, &lt;i&gt; The Handmaiden's tale &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the masquerade, was SO COOL.&lt;br /&gt;and the scene where Nate confides in Serena regarding his prob. that was so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;i kind of pity Nate bcos he's just as confused (like ME) on what he wants&lt;br /&gt;in life.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite a success bcos i managed to watch episodes 1-4 and 6.&lt;br /&gt;(hint hint: go to Veoh where u have access to full episodes of Gossip girl!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am misssing episode 5 though!  i need help frm Maisarah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so this show was highly recommended by Atiqah, who's currently in Morroco, holidaying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'll discuss with her once she gets back.  (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoho. plus there're so many other things that i hv to let out to her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, the cast of Gossip girl are all very good looking. &lt;br /&gt;am loving the show. clothes are all so fab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and did u know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt; Chace Crawford aka Nathaniel Archibald was in The covenant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but he had long hair then.  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-7545073115553913932?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/7545073115553913932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=7545073115553913932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/7545073115553913932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/7545073115553913932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2007/12/gg.html' title='GG'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-8130722992486071531</id><published>2007-12-05T17:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T01:13:21.557-08:00</updated><title type='text'>scoop</title><content type='html'>hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, I have celeb scoop. &lt;br /&gt;movies I'm looking fwd to in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; 1. Twilight &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. finally! those avid readers of Stephenie Meyer's series (Twilight, New Moon&lt;br /&gt;and her latest, Eclipse) you shd know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;I'm SO excited! her books are AMAZING. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;not just bcos they're on vampires. &lt;br /&gt;there's romance too between Bella(human being) and Edward (vampire).&lt;br /&gt;the way she describes him in the book.&lt;br /&gt;it's.. let's just put it this way.&lt;br /&gt;Edward's perfect. every girl's dream guy.&lt;br /&gt;he's really sweet. u know I can just go on and on..&lt;br /&gt;but that wldn't be fun. so go to any nearest book store and purchase your own copy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now that the whole plot's gonna be brought on screen, &lt;br /&gt;the fans (that includes ME)&lt;br /&gt;are just dying to know how he looks like.&lt;br /&gt;Stephenie said in her website that the actor to take on the role must be under 21.&lt;br /&gt;crap. which leaves us with what...&lt;br /&gt;she also added that she does not have any say in the casting.&lt;br /&gt;and that she couldn't really please everyone bcos each of us&lt;br /&gt;has our own ideas how the &lt;i&gt; Edward's &lt;/i&gt; going to look like.&lt;br /&gt;what may be ideal for someone may not, be for someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however.&lt;br /&gt;the movie has begun its production.&lt;br /&gt;they have chosen their Bella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Kristen Stewart &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what to say. had mixed reaction when i first discovered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;b&gt; Sydney White &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cast includes my fav teen actress, Amanda Bynes.&lt;br /&gt;and no it's not just another silly romantic chick flick.&lt;br /&gt;this movie has quite a unique plot. i'll post the trailer(if i can find it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;b&gt; Jumper &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cast includes Hayden Christenssen and &lt;b&gt; Rachel Bilson &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and did u know?&lt;br /&gt;they're now together. that's right, on screen and off-screen.&lt;br /&gt;once again, I'm not sure how to react to this. I've checked all the resources I can get my hands on, regarding them.&lt;br /&gt;I've seen the photos. kinda intimate for two ppl who happen to work together&lt;br /&gt;on the set.&lt;br /&gt;hm. &lt;br /&gt;I moaned when Rachel broke up with &lt;b&gt; Adam Brody &lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;they're my fav couple. &lt;br /&gt;they look good together, not just on &lt;i&gt; The O.C &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in real life too. &lt;br /&gt;I am still hoping that somehow.&lt;br /&gt;just somehow...&lt;br /&gt;they will wake up and see that they're just so right for each otr.&lt;br /&gt;HAH.&lt;br /&gt;the fans will be pleased.&lt;br /&gt;anw, i still love Rachel,&lt;br /&gt;and Adam.&lt;br /&gt;Rachel has a great sense of fashion. She's spotted with the trendiest, coolest&lt;br /&gt;dresses, nicest shoes, ALL the time.&lt;br /&gt;plus she has a gorgeous face and hair.&lt;br /&gt;anw, the movie &lt;b&gt; Jumper &lt;/b&gt; is about this guy who can teleport himself &lt;br /&gt;to any time zone and place.&lt;br /&gt;but he doesn't know that his actions may have serious consequences.&lt;br /&gt;ooh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Trivia for the day:&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that Shia Labeouf's name is actually pronounced as &lt;br /&gt;La-Buff?   &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-8130722992486071531?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/8130722992486071531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=8130722992486071531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/8130722992486071531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/8130722992486071531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2007/12/scoop.html' title='scoop'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-8731672266356169081</id><published>2007-12-03T00:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T00:34:37.012-08:00</updated><title type='text'>chris brown and elmo shake it up!</title><content type='html'>this is so manly.  NOT.  hahahaha. but cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mpxw0iCP4q4&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mpxw0iCP4q4&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-8731672266356169081?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/8731672266356169081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=8731672266356169081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/8731672266356169081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/8731672266356169081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2007/12/chris-brown-and-elmo-shake-it-up.html' title='chris brown and elmo shake it up!'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-7661133630336925227</id><published>2007-11-30T01:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T00:40:32.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>movies galore</title><content type='html'>so, i hv been watching a lot of movies recently.&lt;br /&gt;i rented dvds from the store at Tmart.  and...&lt;br /&gt;that was my FIRST time. after 5yrs living here.. omg.  slow huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, i watched 2 movies.&lt;br /&gt;the first one was Ratatouille. sorry if i mispelled, im not that good with french words. if that was a French name...   it is right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, watched it with my sister. she was the one who rented it so yeah,&lt;br /&gt;the movie was &lt;i&gt; good &lt;/i&gt;.   infact, i think it was so good that maybe.. im gg to buy it one of these days.  the whole plot and characters were unique, i wld say.&lt;br /&gt;rats.  &lt;br /&gt;at one point of time, i got really disgusted.. and horrified. &lt;br /&gt;but it touches your heart, in a strange kind of way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next movie was an INdonesian one. &lt;br /&gt;i love love it. partly bcos Ben joshua was part of the cast. &lt;br /&gt;his character for once, was serious. abit too serious. (he even wore specs!)&lt;br /&gt;but i cld not deny he looked superbly hot.   (:&lt;br /&gt;his fans shd really watch this one bcos you will get to see another side of him, &lt;br /&gt;and it was quite impressive.&lt;br /&gt;he really brought the character to life, he brought it justice, i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;but enough abt that.&lt;br /&gt;the storyline is one of the best, i wld say.  a really gd, not so typical, Indonesian movie.  worth watching!&lt;br /&gt;but i hv to warn u, it will make u cry at almost every part.&lt;br /&gt;well.. that was what it did to me...&lt;br /&gt;i thought the female lead was quite pretty.  i love her hair!&lt;br /&gt;argh.  why do all the stars get such nice hair?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway today, i watched Red eye!&lt;br /&gt;my sister bugged me at the store the otr time to rent it bcos she too, wanted to watch it.&lt;br /&gt;just bcos the cover looked scary to her and the title of the movie sounded like it had some horror element in it.&lt;br /&gt;i tell u, my sister's nuts. she only wanted to rent horror movies or those which scared the hell out of u. i won't allow that.&lt;br /&gt;in the end, she wld be so frightened.  nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;i do not udrstd why some ppl can sit through 2hrs (or less than that) scaring themselves visually and audio-lly (?)..&lt;br /&gt;it is not healthy. &lt;br /&gt;it is tiring for me!  holding my breath till the scary scene is ovr, anticipating the next shock, having to endure the irritatingly scary sounds...&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. i've been through that...  and im not proud of it.&lt;br /&gt;once in a while.. &lt;i&gt; maybe &lt;/i&gt; it's ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, back to red eye.&lt;br /&gt;it's great!! awesome. made me and my sis screamed when Rachel stabbed Cillian in the throat. &lt;br /&gt;ohgod.  thank god he covered the hole with a scarf which he stole frm this passenger, bcos i wldnt want to see the grosteque wound.&lt;br /&gt;i hate gore.  &lt;br /&gt;Cillian was really evil, merciless.  &lt;br /&gt;for those who havnt watch, u wouldnt want to know all the terrible things he actually did to Lisa(Rachel)&lt;br /&gt;the pain and bruises he inflicted on her.  and i still wonder, how a guy cld do such mean stuff to a woman!  evil..&lt;br /&gt;but strangely enough, i found him so appealing &lt;br /&gt;it must be the eyes man...   ahh smoky.&lt;br /&gt;either that,&lt;br /&gt;or i must be really saddistic.  after seeing what he did to her,  (he banged his head against hers, slammed her against a wall, threw her down the stairs..)&lt;br /&gt;yep, that's some of the things.&lt;br /&gt;and i can still find him hot.&lt;br /&gt;oh syaz. damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a great movie, and i strongly recommend it.. for those who are suckers for action-packed thrillers.&lt;br /&gt;there's eye candy too. both the villain and the heroine.&lt;br /&gt;i love it!  i will buy the Dvd.   :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it was on Wednesday that me and the girls: Felin, Fiqah, Mai and Nad had the movie marathon at Mai's place.&lt;br /&gt;we started very late. way off frm the supposed time.  i reached tmart at 1230. &lt;br /&gt;we were supposed to be at Mai's place by 11.  i woke up at 11!&lt;br /&gt;and so did the rest, after i received a call frm Fiqah.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;we shopped for snacks then rented some dvds.&lt;br /&gt;the whole process took SO long, almost an hour?&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;rented Hairspray and License to wed.   finally&lt;br /&gt;it was very cosy at her place.  love the tv room. &lt;br /&gt;we felt like we were at home.&lt;br /&gt;there were big cushions for me Fiqah Felin to cover our eyes during the horror movie, The Grudge.&lt;br /&gt;yep that was our first movie. ohgod.&lt;br /&gt;we were in for the ride of our life. &lt;br /&gt;thank god i wasnt the only one.  Fiqah was much more of a scaredy cat than me.&lt;br /&gt;and so was Felin.  they were screaming, even before the movie started.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.  mai was so relaxed and brave at the otr end.  not her first time watchg!&lt;br /&gt;i wld hv to say it was much much better than the Grudge 2!!!!!  which i wasted so much timne watchg it at my cousin's place.  it's all bcos of my sister.&lt;br /&gt;anw, Sarah Michelle Gellar's bf in the movie was SO SO hot.&lt;br /&gt;smoky eyes!  i cld just melt every time he gazed into the camera..&lt;br /&gt;his name was Doug in the movie.   a tragic end for him sadly. &lt;br /&gt;it was so sweet. his character was so sweet!  &lt;br /&gt;his death (oops im sorry!) bummer right!&lt;br /&gt;anw, his death was the reason why Mai claimed she cried every time she watches The grudge.&lt;br /&gt;and yes, it was heartbreaking. &lt;br /&gt;justice was not served. stupid ghostly woman and her little boy!&lt;br /&gt;it sort of poured during the movie, which made the atmosphere more surreal and eerie.&lt;br /&gt;me Fiqah and Felin screamed and screamed evn behind the cushions. &lt;br /&gt;Fiqah's hair was a wreck  hahhahahah!&lt;br /&gt;she looked like she was just out of bed!  Nad joined us in the middle of the movie so she was confused.&lt;br /&gt;we were so cacat la. thank god only Mai's bro and her maid were at home.&lt;br /&gt;but it was fun.  heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we watched Hairspray!  &lt;br /&gt;finally, for me.   ((:&lt;br /&gt;yay!  i love the songs!  so happy, makes u just want to shout and dance, and make a fool of yourself...&lt;br /&gt;the big hair. the colorful costumes!   hee. and Amanda bynes!&lt;br /&gt;she really cannot dance.  we did talk during the movie.&lt;br /&gt;during the songs.  hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we ate lunch at her place too.&lt;br /&gt;her maid cooked.  Mai ate 3 plates, she said she was hungry..&lt;br /&gt;haha.  that girl eats a  lot and yet she's still so skinny.&lt;br /&gt;high metabolism rate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, License to wed!  &lt;br /&gt;a chick flick!  i love chick flicks and comedies, anything which involves romance.&lt;br /&gt;yay. happy endings!&lt;br /&gt;anw, it's a really gd movie.&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly.  cast includes Mandy moore and John krasinski.&lt;br /&gt;they look so adorable together!  Mandy was very pretty in the movie. one of her best.&lt;br /&gt;her clothes were all so nice!  &lt;br /&gt;the guy looks cute and geeky.  u'll fall in love with him if u watch this movie.&lt;br /&gt;especially towards the end, he was just so sweeeeet.  and he tried so hard to win her heart back after he screwed everything up, yes i mean EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hv to get this out of my chest, it's a major spoiler.&lt;br /&gt;anyhow,  &lt;br /&gt;Sadie (Mandy)  was so upset by the whole thing. she got so convinced that she did not really know Ben (John) well and they were about to make a huge mistake by marrying so soon (the next day actually).  so she sort of walked out on him and took their honeymoon tickets and together with her family, she flew to Jamaica for a holiday. one reason that she was so angry was bcos she discovered he had yet to write his wedding vows (evn on the day before their marriage)  while she had written 7 pgs of her vows. disappointing right.  that was the final straw.&lt;br /&gt;so he had to win her back right. he did this really sweet thoughtful romantic thing that wld make every girl weak in her knees.&lt;br /&gt;Sadie's room was near the sea and when there's the sea, there's a beach. frm the balcony in her room, it overlooked the beach.&lt;br /&gt;so Ben wrote his feelings, whatevr he'd to say to her all on sand. and i tell u it was ALOT. &lt;br /&gt;i wonder how long that took him.&lt;br /&gt;it was SO SWEET RIGHT.  aww man.&lt;br /&gt;instantly, she rushed dwn and he said smth like this, "im sorry i have not written those vows. it's just that i hv so much to say to u but i just don't know how to express them..."&lt;br /&gt;it came out all well.  obviously, Sadie forgave him and all was well again.&lt;br /&gt;the wedding venue was so romantic, i tell u.&lt;br /&gt;so simple and serene. by the sea. &lt;br /&gt;white and blue.  it was calming.&lt;br /&gt;the movie was great.&lt;br /&gt;oh, Robin williams took on a crazy and weird character, just like he always does.&lt;br /&gt;this time round, as a priest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there u go. my movie experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more movies to go.&lt;br /&gt;Freedom writers and Disturbia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one or two quotes from Cillian Murphy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; “I take my hat off to the ladies. The amount of grooming--plucking and shaving and all the other things men never have to do. I went down and spent time with transvestites in London in the clubs and all that. Got an insight to that world, and it's a mad world, but they are very warm and very open people. It was a great experience.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But I liked looking pretty. I looked like my sister and she's a very pretty girl." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "Neil Jordan is one of my favorite directors. Not just because he's Irish and I'm Irish. In the world of directors, he's one of those guys." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-7661133630336925227?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/7661133630336925227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=7661133630336925227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/7661133630336925227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/7661133630336925227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2007/11/movies-galore.html' title='movies galore'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-8972352404858400628</id><published>2007-11-27T22:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T07:00:26.287-08:00</updated><title type='text'>enchanted</title><content type='html'>watched Enchanted today with Azrina, Cheryl, Huda and Yanti.&lt;br /&gt;it's too bad Atiqah couldn't make it. would have been so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anw, the movie was GREAT.&lt;br /&gt;just as i'd predicted.&lt;br /&gt;lovely sweet. the kind of movie which makes u feel all warm and fuzzy inside.&lt;br /&gt;makes u want to fall in love with a prince charming.&lt;br /&gt;like Patrick Dempsey. there's a reason he's called Mcdreamy.&lt;br /&gt;man, those eyes. they bore into you. and you can get lost in them..&lt;br /&gt;omg woah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he looks esp dashing at the ball. ok shall not reveal anythg else.&lt;br /&gt;watch it for yourself!  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 stars.  the songs were all so nice. and pleasant to the ears!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoyed myself. crapping, talking, swooning, waiting for Az's 'lost' wallet.&lt;br /&gt;watchg hairspray. hahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i might just watch it again.&lt;br /&gt;which is crazy. mom plans to bring sis, might just tag along. heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and the princess, Giselle.&lt;br /&gt;she is just so beautiful. for a redhead. &lt;br /&gt;i mean all redheads are pretty.  :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-8972352404858400628?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/8972352404858400628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=8972352404858400628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/8972352404858400628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/8972352404858400628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2007/11/enchanted_27.html' title='enchanted'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-6099667706218166981</id><published>2007-11-25T17:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T00:47:41.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PROM</title><content type='html'>so, last week was like a rollercoaster. it's been fun, wacky,&lt;br /&gt;fulfilling, relaxing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to start it off.&lt;br /&gt;had my first movie marathon (for the year) with Atiqah Azrina Huda and Fezra. Yanti couldn't make it, as usual. haha. anw, it was at Az's place. i'd told her we shd start at 9am sharp. the earlier the better. (: &lt;br /&gt;however, i woke up late. then Fez and Huda were supposed to drop by my place first bcos i wanted to show them my dress. yep, for prom. hahaha. i wanted to know their opinions and furthermore Fez had to lend me her shawl. they liked my dress. hahaha. it's very very simple but sweet. white. altho Fez preferred my black dress. (i bought 2 dresses. the thing is, a little black dress is an asset to your wardrobe! really. u can match it with almost everything. practical and smart.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, we left at abt 9..  and then we'd to stop by Macs to buy breakfast. apparently, someone was too lazy to buy their hotcakes (AZRINA).  lol. &lt;br /&gt;i didnt mind. i was partly at fault too for being late.&lt;br /&gt;so i looked like a maniac, i had so many plastic bags to carry. hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;the first movie we watched was FAILURE TO LAUNCH. they enjoyed it,  i'd recommended the movie bcos i thought it was light-hearted and enjoyable.  :D&lt;br /&gt;the movie lasted about an hour and a half. (note that my hotcakes were still unfinished)&lt;br /&gt;LOL. i couldn't concentrate on them while i'm watchg, it's not that i couldn't multitask ok.  &lt;br /&gt;so yeah. next, Azrina &lt;b&gt; forced &lt;/b&gt; us to watch this horror flick, RED CANDY 2, CALL ON WAITING?  i can't rmb.&lt;br /&gt;it was way way out of my league. hahaha. all horror movies are terrifying for me. yep im a coward. &lt;br /&gt;the sounds, the freaky surprises. and ohmigosh the haunting irritating ringtone that determines your death (once u received it la..)&lt;br /&gt;ohgod. i don't know how i'd managed to sit through that...&lt;br /&gt;actually, i didnt.&lt;br /&gt;i had two toilet breaks in btwn.  aha.&lt;br /&gt;took a longer time for the second one bcos i'd a stomachache.&lt;br /&gt;and when i stepped out of the toilet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest actually gave me a fright as they'd been waiting outside the toilet without me knowing it.  to scare me..  nothing better to do&lt;br /&gt;and when i thought i cld escape the scary parts, Az actually paused the show till i get back.&lt;br /&gt;omg evil.&lt;br /&gt;after that traumatic experience,&lt;br /&gt;it was THE DEVIL WEARS PRADA.   im the only fool who has yet to watch it. &lt;br /&gt;actually Huda and Fezra watched it halfway. both left the cinemas halfway.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha haiyo.&lt;br /&gt;then it was MUSIC AND LYRICS.  i really loved the music video, POP GOES MY HEART.&lt;br /&gt;the whole 80s' kind of feel. shiny pants, weird hairdos, boyband singing n dancing, cheesy lyrics, the shades. lol. &lt;br /&gt;so cute   :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really enjoyed the session with them.  Fezra suggested another marathon. &lt;br /&gt;sure thing kiddo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;19th Nov&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a date that I wld nvr forget. sweet and memorable. the preparation was otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;hectic, rushed stressful!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. I'd gone to Kak Ati's house. sister and I planned to sleepover.&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile back at the house, towards 3pm&lt;br /&gt;Kak Ati was busy fixing my hair, yep I'd brought my entire Phillip hair kit.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to try making my hair slightly curly (the soft bouncy curls..)&lt;br /&gt;it didnt work out so i sticked to the straight hairdo. &lt;br /&gt;thanks to Kak Ati, my hair was looking good and kempt. for the time being.&lt;br /&gt;I love her. she did not give up or at any one time, complained or groaned.&lt;br /&gt;actually, she did.. but a bit only.&lt;br /&gt;then she actually gave me money for my taxi fare. (it was slightly drizzling..)&lt;br /&gt;she feared my hair wld be ruined.  which was really thoughtful..   (:&lt;br /&gt;the taxi driver actually asked me which route I'd prefer to take.&lt;br /&gt;omg almost at every turn.  urgh.&lt;br /&gt;who's the taxi driver here now? &lt;br /&gt;thabk god I'm street wise. heh.   he was rather nice to try to make small talks with me.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, back home.&lt;br /&gt;it was madness. &lt;br /&gt;I had exactly 45 mins to make up!!!  less than an hour.&lt;br /&gt;u can imagine me going haywire.&lt;br /&gt;what with tryg to put on mascara.  (I had great  difficulty doing just that. omg)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was my first time applying mascara. I usually use eyeliner.&lt;br /&gt;then received call frm Kak Ati, she wanted to see how i was doing. &lt;br /&gt;I asked what eyeshadow color that matched well with my dress..  &lt;br /&gt;anw, dad fetched me. he waited soo long for me to get ready.  (i was satisfied with everything at last.)&lt;br /&gt;he was mad. but it didn't last. that's why I love him so so much.  :D&lt;br /&gt;had to fetch ATIQAH AZRINA HUDA frm the Tamp library.. we planned to go together u see. &lt;br /&gt;the drive took about (couldnt remember...)&lt;br /&gt;but it was not long before we reached the place. not much traffic jams!  thank god.&lt;br /&gt;the interior of the place sure fooled me.  I wasn't too keen on having my once in a lifetime prom ALL GIRLS' night in a place called the Singapore swimming club.&lt;br /&gt;but it wasnt too bad.&lt;br /&gt;in fact, I loved the place. the chandeliers, the atmosphere, the stairs, the function room, the fountain. lovely.&lt;br /&gt;it was quite...&lt;br /&gt;close&lt;br /&gt;to perfect.&lt;br /&gt;so while we waited.  it officially started at 700pm but we reached 615!&lt;br /&gt;wooh we were early.  :D&lt;br /&gt;we snapped lots of photos. camwhores! &lt;br /&gt;lol. I am proud to admit that i am.&lt;br /&gt;BIG NEWS. Camelia wore this really sexy tube dress. *gasps&lt;br /&gt;she looked fine. and so were the rest, Steph ching, Jacq, Cheryl and Su ann.&lt;br /&gt;oh btw. I think Cheryl looked stunning in her brown dress.&lt;br /&gt;we were supposed to wait for Fez by the entrance. she arrived close to 7.&lt;br /&gt;and she wore this short sexy gold dress. it was nice, on her. she looked like a diva.&lt;br /&gt;omg pls don't kembang if u read this Fezra. (if u evr do..)&lt;br /&gt;I think all the TKGIANs present were no longer TKGIANs. we all have blossomed into these sophisticated young women, of the future. or gorgeous divas.&lt;br /&gt;they all looked different, in a good way. must be the heavy make-up and shiny dresses.&lt;br /&gt;anw, we were divided into 2 teams.&lt;br /&gt;the event had already started. this Indian (?) guy was our emcee. he was quite funny.&lt;br /&gt;Syazana Lim was our leader while Wan Ling, the &lt;b&gt; ex &lt;/b&gt; headprefect was the otr team's leader.&lt;br /&gt;oh speaking of which, Syazana looked like the goddess of Greece. she had this white little dress, with gold belt. and a tiara on her head. so cute.&lt;br /&gt;we played games in between. whichever team with the highest score wins. the leader will walk away with a home entertainment set.&lt;br /&gt;so we were all psyched.&lt;br /&gt;the food was fab. the desserts were yummy.&lt;br /&gt;actually i did not really taste the dessert much. was too caught up in the whole mingling plus snapping photos thing. heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;I got to taste the brownie. it was heavenly.&lt;br /&gt;oh man, I shd hv taken more.&lt;br /&gt;and there was a lucky draw.  amongst the prizes to be won:&lt;br /&gt;1st digi cam&lt;br /&gt;2nd ZEN mp3 player&lt;br /&gt;esprit vouchers&lt;br /&gt;body shop stuff&lt;br /&gt;esprit vouchers&lt;br /&gt;swatch watch&lt;br /&gt;famous amos cookie set&lt;br /&gt;chocs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess what, I did not win anything!  and so did Huda and Fezra and some more ppl...&lt;br /&gt;me and Huda went off to the toilet. and probably our numbers were called when we were in there..&lt;br /&gt;anw, it did not dampen my partying mood. &lt;br /&gt;then there was the annual competition Ms TKGS 2007.&lt;br /&gt;7 were nominated: Su ann, Lorraine, Shila, Azian, Shi hua (?), this tall chinese girl whom I cant rmb her name and Claire.&lt;br /&gt;they had to show off their strut. &lt;br /&gt;convince the audience why they shd be the winner or give any message. then, tell the audience a story in which they had to uphold one of TKGS's qualities&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. finally,  the Q&amp;A.&lt;br /&gt;it was hilarious watchg the different styles and personalities that all of them presented.&lt;br /&gt;esp since there were 2 drama mamas up there. heh.&lt;br /&gt;but the winner was no surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SU ANN!!!!! HEH.&lt;br /&gt;she cracked the audience with her funny stories.&lt;br /&gt;she deserved it. she was wacky, honest.&lt;br /&gt;her story was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was madness when the dj asked both teams to get on the dance floor. the fastest team will be awarded points.&lt;br /&gt;so we ran helter-skelter, with &lt;i&gt; heels &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool huh. but it was a trick. he knew no one wld want to dance unless.. he resorted to that.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;so we danced the night away.&lt;br /&gt;some songs a bit old. but otrs were bearable.&lt;br /&gt;in the end, this chinese girl won a digi cam.&lt;br /&gt;UNFAIR! lucky her.&lt;br /&gt;I was hoping I cld get. everyone around my table thought I stood a chance too.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah who was I kidding.&lt;br /&gt;it's luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole thing ended about 10+.&lt;br /&gt;but the dj said we cld stay till 6am, in the morn!&lt;br /&gt;thats nuts. but the dance floor will only be open till about 11.. bcos they had to stop playing the songs.&lt;br /&gt;boo.&lt;br /&gt;so me Azrina and Huda, actually mostly Azrina was dragging me to the floor to dance.&lt;br /&gt;psycho. she was SO enthu. dancer what.&lt;br /&gt;she has coool dance moves.&lt;br /&gt;i think i look so cacat dancing. just wiggling my body to the beat. shaking here and there.&lt;br /&gt;im so glad all were girls. im so gonna miss that.&lt;br /&gt;went home at abt 11.. after taking photos by the fountain!&lt;br /&gt;the scenery there left me breathless. i just had to snap a few there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had loads of fun. dad fetched us home.&lt;br /&gt;sent me to Kak Ati's place.&lt;br /&gt;filled her in. talked to her like till morning.. &lt;br /&gt;shes really entertaining. a night creature she is   (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-6099667706218166981?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/6099667706218166981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=6099667706218166981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/6099667706218166981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/6099667706218166981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2007/11/prom.html' title='PROM'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-4791023344378472385</id><published>2007-11-15T18:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T02:40:07.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>enchanted</title><content type='html'>ok ppl. this is the Enchanted trailer.&lt;br /&gt;be sure to catch it alright. it's hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CLdKwdGdZaI&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CLdKwdGdZaI&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of my fav episodes from WILAY. enjoy! (be sure to catch the rest!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-ciZuIOR3bs&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-ciZuIOR3bs&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eZTxXRnbcxA&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eZTxXRnbcxA&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-4791023344378472385?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/4791023344378472385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=4791023344378472385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/4791023344378472385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/4791023344378472385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2007/11/enchanted.html' title='enchanted'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-8733707200121454682</id><published>2007-11-14T07:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T02:11:38.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>holly me!</title><content type='html'>omg. it's been a LONG time since i've laughed this hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's all thanks to my all time favorite sitcom What I Like About You. &lt;br /&gt;yep, that's right.&lt;br /&gt;finished watchg the the last season. aww, the ending's just too sweet.  (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i watched 22 episodes of season 3 as well.&lt;br /&gt;hell yeah, took me the whole of today.&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to go out prom shopping with Maisarah, Afiqah &amp; Felin. but since i'd already bought my stuff for prom, i cancelled the outing last minute. was feeling lazy. &lt;br /&gt;so yep, Syaz was using the computer the whole day..&lt;br /&gt;did i tell you i'm SO HAPPY O'lvls ARE over!?&lt;br /&gt;eheh.   i'm gonna miss it one day.&lt;br /&gt;iknow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but till then...&lt;br /&gt;anw, i fell in love with this guy. he's ultimately sweetest. &lt;br /&gt;he's indonesian. BENJAMIN JOSHUA.&lt;br /&gt;ohyeah, i hv a new craze. indon shows.&lt;br /&gt;to be precise this drama series, ANGGUN. yep, playing every day on RTM1 at 730.&lt;br /&gt;he acted in DEALOVA. the best indon movie evr. (Huda thinks it's pathetic that i've only started watchg Indon stuff.. well there's always a start huh.)&lt;br /&gt;obviously much better than My Heart. (ew)&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry Huda.&lt;br /&gt;but i promised. &lt;br /&gt;i WILL find more info on BENJAMIN JOSHUA. that's right mate.&lt;br /&gt;his name doesnt sound so Indonesian huh. he doesnt look like one too. &lt;br /&gt;yep.&lt;br /&gt;cute dimples. very cute.&lt;br /&gt;ohmigad, i totally sound like Holly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. i love the show. enjoyed every s of it!&lt;br /&gt;nvr fails to crack me up. yeah, it sure does.&lt;br /&gt;be sure guys to catch the latest season of the show, currently playing on CH5, every Tue at 4pm.  (:&lt;br /&gt;u won't regret it.&lt;br /&gt;and speaking of which...&lt;br /&gt;mark your calendar ppl.  21st Nov. that's right.&lt;br /&gt;that's when Enchanted the movie's gonna be released. it's so EXCITING! i watched the trailer.&lt;br /&gt;and ooh Grey's anatomy fans. feast your eyes bcos...&lt;br /&gt;the evr charming Mr Mcdreamy aka PATRICK DEMPSEY will be starring in it! yep.&lt;br /&gt;it's been a while since he appeared in the big screen.  i remembered watchg him on Loverboy.&lt;br /&gt;ohboy, that was ages ago. and im so glad..&lt;br /&gt;bcos i feel he has the qualities of a Prince charming.   &lt;br /&gt;cast includes James Marsden (he's really funny in this one..) Amy Adams &amp; Idina Menzel. apparently, Idina's a singer.&lt;br /&gt;her song BRAVE is really good.check that out too.   (;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-8733707200121454682?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/8733707200121454682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=8733707200121454682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/8733707200121454682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/8733707200121454682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2007/11/holly-me.html' title='holly me!'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-4949156836547347922</id><published>2007-07-14T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T18:40:33.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wrong timing</title><content type='html'>i just realised all the timings are wrong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i posted the recent one at abt 8+  but then it appeared as 5pm?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bullshark.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-4949156836547347922?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/4949156836547347922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=4949156836547347922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/4949156836547347922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/4949156836547347922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2007/07/wrong-timing.html' title='wrong timing'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-3346678283210667579</id><published>2007-07-14T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T18:39:29.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>jog jog</title><content type='html'>hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up pretty early today.. (thanks to Hud)&lt;br /&gt;&amp; partly bcos of my strong will to get up. heh, =D&lt;br /&gt;i want to start a new habit u see.. &lt;i&gt; wake up early &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. i had another motive also actually.. wanted to jog.&lt;br /&gt;called Fez, didnt answer my call. figured she was sleeping.. so i went alone. &lt;br /&gt;so much for our enthusiasm to jog together huh.. am supposed to help her build up her stamina. (woah, i sound like some pro athlete..)&lt;br /&gt;pls dont get the wrong idea, just a kind soul helping her fren. haha (:&lt;br /&gt;so i set off at bout 730..  my whole family's still sleeping.  -_-&lt;br /&gt;was geared with my mp3. to be more precise, the maroon 5 songs kept me gg.  =D&lt;br /&gt;wanted to jog only 1 rd (ard the housing estate, past east spring)  u get the picture right, tampinesians? &lt;br /&gt;it's like &lt;b&gt; huge &lt;/b&gt;    i ended up jogging 2 whole rds. can u believe it?&lt;br /&gt;evn i find it unbelievable. ahahaha. did not stop. yay.&lt;br /&gt;evn i surprise myself sometimes. &lt;br /&gt;then went to the fitness ctr, did a bit of work out to strengthen my legs' &amp; arms.&lt;br /&gt;very ambitious, syaz. &lt;br /&gt;there was no one else ard.  made the best out of it.&lt;br /&gt;as i sat dwn, felt the surge of adrenalin. woah.  figured i cld do this on my own.&lt;br /&gt;and the sky was clear &amp; blue. thought of nothing else except to enjoy the cool breeze whipping at the back of my neck, and the fresh air.&lt;br /&gt;it was rejuvenation, i loved that moment.&lt;br /&gt;so here i am, back at my house. sharing with u, my experience. and no, i did not get any butterflies in my stomach or any fluttery feeling which makes u uncomfortable. (cos that was what i always felt every time im abt to run...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, i planned to revise a bit of my work later. &lt;br /&gt;wasted the whole of Fri, using the comp.  grr. it's torturous, just cant resist the urge to use it u know.. &lt;br /&gt;but ytd, was supposed to hv tuition wif Syaf in the morn.. turned out she didnt come.&lt;br /&gt;so it was just us two, me &amp; Huda. we did some studying together.&lt;br /&gt;but i need Syafiqah to explain to me Kinematics!!!  i hv great difficulty handling the new topic. seems so alien to me.&lt;br /&gt;haii. left at abt 1245 cos Huda wanted to watch Maroon 5 on Mtv.  sheesh, makes me green wif envy. unfair, those wif cable.&lt;br /&gt;checked out this stall just outside Bk. cos the bangles caught my eye.&lt;br /&gt;they were so beautiful. i &lt;i&gt; will &lt;/i&gt; get them today. 3 for $10.&lt;br /&gt;cheap right, then so many designs.  then suddenly heard someone called my name.&lt;br /&gt;it was...&lt;br /&gt;Yanti.&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha. Azrina &amp; her were supposed to do cip in Cgh. me, Qah &amp; Huda did ours already. so we waited with her for Azrina to arrive..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohyes. there's this new donut shop just opposite my sch. i vow to try all of em one day!&lt;br /&gt;all of the flavours look so enticing. &lt;br /&gt;hm, i did not completely waste yesterday, like i always waste my Saturdays..&lt;br /&gt;continued to work on my table of events for lit, im only at act 1 sc2. pretty slow.&lt;br /&gt;but nvm, i shall take things slow. one at a time..&lt;br /&gt;showed mom my &lt;i&gt; expected &lt;/i&gt; grades the otr time. she said nothing, i think she'd gone numb towards me. and yes, i think the sch expected a bit too much frm me. i dunno..&lt;br /&gt;am still at that stage where im still figuring out my strengths &amp; weaknesses. it's all abt strategising.. heh. (like what Ms yeo said..)&lt;br /&gt;but i want &amp; hope to get what they expect of me, (no actually, much better for certain subjs.) to ensure myself a spot in Tjc.&lt;br /&gt;guess i'll hv to start persevering frm now. no more study hard, but rather smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sis has camp tmr. 3 days, away frm home. &lt;br /&gt;pretty anxious for her. but im sure she'll survive..&lt;br /&gt;afterall, shes supposed to be tougher &amp; braver than me right.&lt;br /&gt;i got away frm OBS, unscathed.  i enjoyed it some more. :D&lt;br /&gt;the experiences i gained there were very memorable. it's once in alifetime opportunity.  i'll forever treasure em.&lt;br /&gt;best part had to be the canoeing expedition of cos!  although i'd trouble wif my canoe (partner was Azrina)  am grateful to her. she had the strength man, (:&lt;br /&gt;yeah.  so my sister packed already. mom bought her new sleeping bag, torch light, shampoo plus all the otr essentials. &lt;br /&gt;she must be feeling pretty eager for her, the youngest always gets pampered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; partially &lt;/i&gt; true..&lt;br /&gt;so me, mom &amp; dad will be gg to her campfire this Tue.  :D yay!&lt;br /&gt;i want to see all those little cute primary sch kids. maybe cute's not the word for em. &lt;br /&gt;cos primary sch kids in this generation are a scary bunch, u nvr know what they're up to..  mature pretty fast.&lt;br /&gt;tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;like my sister la.  so young, know how to go hang out wif her fren at POD, which is just dwnstairs.&lt;br /&gt; but still..&lt;br /&gt;when i was at her age, i was still in student care ctr. doing what's told by the teacher.&lt;br /&gt;i was so innocent k. &lt;br /&gt;ahahaha. am still now.  really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-3346678283210667579?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/3346678283210667579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=3346678283210667579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/3346678283210667579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/3346678283210667579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2007/07/jog-jog.html' title='jog jog'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-5198692914755354710</id><published>2007-05-31T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T09:37:55.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fleANCE</title><content type='html'>hello again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hv so much more to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like the other time, last Fri to be precise.&lt;br /&gt;me Yanti Sharm Lynn went to watch the &lt;em&gt;Macbeth&lt;/em&gt; play at DBS arts centre. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both me &amp; Yan first made our way to Sharm's condo, in Mcpherson rd.&lt;br /&gt;cos her dad will be sending us there. cool dad  (:&lt;br /&gt;thought we wld be late cos we left like bout 6+&lt;br /&gt;and we had to reach there by 645. but thank god  and surprisingly..&lt;br /&gt;we were not late!  (traffic jams were nasty.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;received a call frm Aish.  she asked me if i was gg and if i were, i shd come inside cos she felt so lost among the fivers, hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;needed someone familiar. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;so we went in.&lt;br /&gt;saw Aisya!  and Syazana and other fivers.  everyone dressed for the occasion.  hoho.&lt;br /&gt;there were minahs.&lt;br /&gt;and i was wondering to myself... wow they must be really intellectual.&lt;br /&gt;but nope, it was a school excursion. compulsory what.&lt;br /&gt;hahahah, thought so.&lt;br /&gt;we were seated at the otr end and Aisha and the rest were at the otr end, the row infrnt of us.&lt;br /&gt;Sharm beat me so hard every time she wanted to get my attn to tell me smth.&lt;br /&gt;first was the bapok who walked infrnt of us.  !!&lt;br /&gt;then it was how handsome Banquo and Fleance were.   ahahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;fell &lt;strong&gt; in love&lt;/strong&gt;  wif FLEANCE.    a 12 yr old boy.&lt;br /&gt;hey, &lt;br /&gt;he was v. gd looking.  really.  future must be looking v.bright for him. &lt;br /&gt;his acting was superb!   :D  &lt;br /&gt;hyperventilated every time he was on stage.  aha.&lt;br /&gt;Yan liked Macduff. both me &amp; Sharm agreed she'd bad taste. more like weird. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;kidding.&lt;br /&gt;local actor, but he spoke Eng well. not bad.&lt;br /&gt;i was so SHOCKED he's malay. looks like Chinese! &lt;br /&gt;i thought Banquo was smart and quite gd looking, stark contrast to Macbeth (old! but acted superbly as well)&lt;br /&gt;there was this one part Banquo had his white long sleeved blouse on only.  no vest or anythg.. &lt;br /&gt;OMG HOT. &lt;br /&gt;and and there was this porter scene (rmb lit students?)&lt;br /&gt;quite dirty right.  in theatre, it was evn dirtier!  no discretion or anythg.&lt;br /&gt;visual &amp; audio.  and the actor sort of interacted wif audience as well. fun!&lt;br /&gt;listen,&lt;br /&gt;'what do we hv here?'&lt;br /&gt;a cock-eyed teacher. &lt;br /&gt;cos he couldnt control his pupils. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. and many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to force myself to keep awake towards the end of the play..&lt;br /&gt;esp during the parts where the handsome boy appeared. &lt;br /&gt;his real name's Mathhew Mckay. he played as Fleance &amp; YOung Macduff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a good play. i was overall, satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;after that, went home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to wait for quite a while for  my parents to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile, loads happened. DRRAma. we got to mingle wif the stars outside.&lt;br /&gt;yepp, they were already outside. (some of em) quickie.&lt;br /&gt;there was hm. Macduff. not bad looking, i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;he was v. friendly.  actually asked whoevr if they'd want to take a photo wif him. (mostly crazy girls)&lt;br /&gt;shook hands wif some of em. smiled here, smiled there. &lt;br /&gt;then there was Fleance &amp; Banquo...                    *gasp&lt;br /&gt;waiting for a cab. &lt;br /&gt;the same crazy bunch of girls approached the boy.  same reason:  photos&lt;br /&gt;snapsnap.  &lt;br /&gt;he looked terrified. the poor boy. &lt;br /&gt;and i think the guy who played as Banquo might be his real father.&lt;br /&gt;aww. how adorable right.   (:&lt;br /&gt;he was like protective of his son.&lt;br /&gt;'ooh look. you hv quite a fanbase.. ' hahahha&lt;br /&gt;i watched wif envy, frm afar. (of cos)   i'd no camera wif me!&lt;br /&gt;evn if i had, i dont think i'd hv the guts to approach him myself.&lt;br /&gt;oh god. i know.   im afraid of a 12 yr old boy. how's that possible!?&lt;br /&gt;considering i hv a mega crush on him! thats why.  &lt;br /&gt;i was ranting to Yan the whole time.  how i was going to wait till he's much older. how im gg to sign up for acting courses and act in theatres.&lt;br /&gt;no shame syaz.  and i used to look dwn on women who dated younger guys.  HAH.&lt;br /&gt;and Yan didnt notice that Donalbain actually walked past us like a few times, and looked in our direction.&lt;br /&gt;she was hyperventilating when i told her that. (another one of her crush)&lt;br /&gt;tsk.  she's so blur!&lt;br /&gt;Joey got to snap a photo wif &lt;em&gt;him&lt;/em&gt;  and i was signalling to her that she WILL send me his solo photo thru mail.   ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Fleance Banquo and their family (i guess) stayed quite a while, by the curb waiting...&lt;br /&gt;after much reluctance, we left. to look for a suitable place so that we wld be easily spotted by my parents.&lt;br /&gt;we were like lost souls wondering, in the middle of the night.&lt;br /&gt;i had no clue where we were.&lt;br /&gt;dangerous.   though i thought it was quite cool.&lt;br /&gt;not every time we cld do this. checked out sights &amp; sounds of the place without adult supervision.  haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank god we got home safely. &lt;br /&gt;exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonderful experience, eye candy.  (thought it'd be dull. local production but noo. a few locals; small roles.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-5198692914755354710?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/5198692914755354710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=5198692914755354710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/5198692914755354710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/5198692914755354710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2007/05/fleance.html' title='fleANCE'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-435736206367321604</id><published>2007-05-31T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T08:55:41.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>keep telling yourself that darling.</title><content type='html'>oohkay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tmr, i hv school. &lt;br /&gt;sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;wont disrupt my mood, for now (i hope) my blogging mood.&lt;br /&gt;here goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yesternight,&lt;br /&gt;i watched PIRATES finally!!! with my dear family.. at Grand Cathay.&lt;br /&gt;of cos. heh.&lt;br /&gt;the parking lot was full. holidays, oh yes. &lt;br /&gt;had to wait quite a while before dad cld find a decent parking space.. hm.&lt;br /&gt;the construction of the parking lot's not quite completed..&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;watched the 930 movie. ended bout 12++ (3hr movie.. mom was shocked)&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;anyway back to the movie. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;it was... ... .. . *drum roll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY, i suppose.  &lt;br /&gt;i sort of expected more, at least for the fighting scene (cos that was wad i was looking forward to..)&lt;br /&gt;i was disappointed cos &lt;em&gt;not all the pirates were involved in the war of the seas..&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;hahaha. i mean, &lt;em&gt;at world's end right...&lt;/em&gt; and so i assumed pirates frm all ovr the world (Arab, China, France etc...) wld be fighting arm in arm wif the mighty Jack sparrow. &lt;br /&gt;but nope. only Will, Elizabeth, Jack, Barbosa &amp; the rest of his crew fought against Davy jones&amp; his crew plus some British soldiers... and the rest of the pirates watched frm afar... &lt;strong&gt; WHAT the hell&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohyeah, it can get a bit confusing if u cant rmb what happened in no.2&lt;br /&gt;so my advise to all you POTC fans out there who have not watched no.3, pls watch no.2 first so u can fully udrstd the third and learn to appreciate&amp; enjoy it..&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;there's this one part where &lt;em&gt;the Dutchman (a ship)&lt;/em&gt; rose frm the sea, right after Will was killed (i hear gasps..)&lt;br /&gt;anyway. he's not dead. instead, he's now the successor of Davy jones &amp; so he's captn of the ship. &lt;br /&gt;yeah, that part...&lt;br /&gt;he was super hot. the bandanna (?) &amp; eyeliner and all. lol&lt;br /&gt;he cld not be wif Elizabeth since he's now the captn (i dont udrstd why Elizabeth cld not follow him on his voyage..) i mean she was elected to be King of pirates or smth by all the pirates frm all ovr the world, at one of the meetings.&lt;br /&gt;a rule or smth..&lt;br /&gt;and yeah. do stay till after the credits cos according to Qah(impt piece of info!)&lt;br /&gt;ahahahah. i did ask my mom to stay. my dad was grumbling already and i dont get him. since &lt;strong&gt; he slept during the movie!&lt;/strong&gt;  hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;the only movie he didnt sleep was during SPIDERMAN 3. (another great movie!) &lt;br /&gt;well, thats a whole diff story &amp; maybe i wld go into that if i feel like it. &lt;br /&gt;and so, the credits took bout 10-15 mins.  oh god.&lt;br /&gt;and when i finally saw the &lt;em&gt;impt moment&lt;/em&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;it was SO short!   and i dont think it's that impt anyway.  i cld ask someone to tell me wad happened and i wld fully udrstd.&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth and her son, stding on a hill and then came Will with his ship right after/before sunset.. &lt;br /&gt;yepp, in case u were wondering too.&lt;br /&gt;how can they hv a child?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i hv no idea too.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i feel satisfied cos i finished ranting bout POTC.   aaaa JACK SPARROW&lt;br /&gt;lol. sorry.  got carried away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr. there's the TpJ malay thing that i promised Yanti i will go (wif her..)&lt;br /&gt;which reminds me of Gema Temasek which took place on 12th May.&lt;br /&gt;sort of a last minute thing, managed to grab tix frm Syazana (she was tryg to sell her tix outside the hall)&lt;br /&gt;Huda looked at me &amp; i looked at her and she bought the tix. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to go initially but Huda didnt confirm if she cld.   in the end, she went wif me.   ahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;took 38 frm eastpt, a straight bus to TJ. on the bus, guess who we bumped into..&lt;br /&gt;Syafiqah, our snr. Fadh, Farah, Baz, Wahidah, Soph, 'Atiqah and smore malay Tkgians..&lt;br /&gt;they were all in the back seat. happening.&lt;br /&gt;so on the bus, i was telling Huda bout Spiderman (which i watched the day before) &lt;br /&gt;more specifically, i was telling her bout Topher grace (also the villain in S3)  since i knew that was wad she wanted to hear.&lt;br /&gt;used to be a major fan of him. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;anyway. Gema was fun, i suppose.  saw familiar faces once again in the school itself. like Aisha, Marissa!  (:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. thank god. this time rd, it was not so crowded. dunno if thats a gd thing or bad..&lt;br /&gt;last yr, i remembered we had to squeeze and shove ppl outta our faces just to get into the auditorium! oh god. &lt;br /&gt;the experience was horrible! &lt;br /&gt;cld see Tkgians almost everywhere.  those who'd graduated came as well..&lt;br /&gt;this yr's theme was &lt;em&gt;Terlerai teka-teki&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since, it was their 30th annivesary..&lt;br /&gt;we were expecting smth mind blowing &amp; really memorable.&lt;br /&gt;i thought it was OK though quite short! less dikir (only Girls' dikir)&lt;br /&gt;Nadh sang! woah.   v.brave   :D&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah cos i hv short term memory, &lt;br /&gt;Huda said last yr was much much better.  hm.&lt;br /&gt;i suppose. i cld only rmb the rap part by Rafaat)  funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes.  we saw Zafir. &lt;br /&gt;no actually, Huda saw him first and then she tapped me so that i cld see him upclose.&lt;br /&gt;he was not bad looking, i suppose. my &lt;em&gt;first &lt;/em&gt; impression: mat salleh celup&lt;br /&gt;again (due to my parial loss memory) i cld not recall whatsoevr how he looked like although he did perform for last yr's Gema.&lt;br /&gt;so i had to base only by this yr's encounter.  hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;after the whole thing ended,&lt;br /&gt;we went exploring ard the whole sch.   nope. not guy searching or anythg or looking for anyone special...&lt;br /&gt;more like two enthusiasts who dream to be a part of sch nxt yr, hopefully.  haha.&lt;br /&gt;it was quite cool. bigg toilets, tall mirrors.  nice track.  small canteeen though but nice chairs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they had these bricks engraved on walls.  the bricks had nice, cool designs done by pupils itself.  &lt;br /&gt;so you feel that u sort of leave bhind a legacy or a part of u, at least...  hahaha&lt;br /&gt;u can admire ur artwork the nxt time u come for a visit.&lt;br /&gt;cool huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after we saw what we wanted to, feeling satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;we left the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Saw Came And Conquered.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-435736206367321604?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/435736206367321604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=435736206367321604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/435736206367321604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/435736206367321604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2007/05/keep-telling-yourself-that-darling.html' title='keep telling yourself that darling.'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-2426601154278710117</id><published>2007-04-12T02:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T03:43:09.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kfc</title><content type='html'>hello world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just came back. from buying *someone's present. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; her &lt;/em&gt; birthday's tmr! someone's turning sixteen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway..&lt;br /&gt;Azrina accompanied me! (thank goodness. or i'll hv to endure my bus journey hm on my own, and buy the present ALONE.)&lt;br /&gt;there were especially many ppl on the bus just now. one whole &lt;strong&gt; huge group.&lt;/strong&gt; weird smells &amp; unwanted noise. luckily Az had music on her phone. (there were 5 songs actually.. but it sufficed.) ahaha. i lent my MP3 to my mom cos today she had to go another workplace, alone. so she wanted to listen to music..&lt;br /&gt;oh, and Azrina had this small bottle of Armani perfume. was so tempted by the scent. it was SO nice! &lt;br /&gt;i used some of it. :D&lt;br /&gt;and she was so eager to see Taufik again. oh god. she was frantically searching for her powder in her bag (but to no avail..) she has so little confidence in herself cos she was thinking of applying make-up. seriously, i think she's already pretty just the way she is. she doesnt know that. oh god.&lt;br /&gt;i was emphasizing, "Natural beauty's the best"    but no. she wouldnt listen me.. fine&lt;br /&gt;i still believe there are guys out there who prefer their women to be &lt;em&gt; au natural&lt;/em&gt;   right?&lt;br /&gt;anyway, Az was especially quiet in the bus. we didnt talk much cos i was &lt;em&gt; trying to read Macbeth..&lt;/em&gt;  hahaha. and she slept for a while.&lt;br /&gt;i like that side of her. quiet and serious. &lt;br /&gt;she's usually.. very lame &amp; hyper, noisy.. not that it's a bad thing... ahahah. &lt;br /&gt;i just like that side of her la. it was nice.&lt;br /&gt;she was helpful in choosing the present, gave very constructive suggestions. (still that serious side of her, kinda deep..)&lt;br /&gt;LOL. cant believe im actually talking bout AZRINA, the Queen of Nonsense. i didnt take sucha long time to choose the present. &lt;br /&gt;wasnt as fickle minded like always. hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;i had many choices actually: an adidas handbag, a pink heart shaped necklace (very sweet..) &amp; smth else..&lt;br /&gt;so after all the shopping...&lt;br /&gt;i had been wanting to buy the new KFC meal. it's called meltz smth. since it was pouring, we'd to make one big round just to reach KFC.&lt;br /&gt;not many ppl. thank god.&lt;br /&gt;we were hesitating at the side, figuring &amp; calculating wad we shd order (since Az wanted cheese fries but she has no money..)  so i lent her some. we ordered MELTZ.&lt;br /&gt;oh.. cos we were hesitating.. luckily there were no ppl behind us. so when we finally reached the counter, the guy was like "Ah.. datang pun..." &lt;br /&gt;his voice was like so gay. sorry, but true. cos i thought he'd made some mistakes in taking our orders.. and so he repeated for us to hear.&lt;br /&gt;oh god. like wad Az said, like Squidward. (yanti...)   hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;by the time we were eating, more ppl came.&lt;br /&gt;students frm greenview. banyak sehh. sports day, i think. a bunch of gvss girls sat nxt to us. then i saw Kamas.. he sat far frm us at first.&lt;br /&gt;then the girls nxt to us called em. and they sat near us. &lt;br /&gt;Kamas had to pass our table. and he smiled at me. that made things so much easier.. u know like, if let's say i smiled first and he nvr returned my acknowledgement. that'd be so embarassing (at least for a girl la.)  so i smiled back. &lt;br /&gt;he's one of the very few pri sch guy frens who stayed decent. thank god. not like the rest. gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then suddenly, Az got all hyper and noisy (frm reading an sms..) &lt;br /&gt;she spoke SO LOUD (this is what 'high' cld do to u..)  she was totally oblivious to the surrounding.. everyone was looking!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what? &lt;br /&gt;MALAY DANCE GOT SILVER FOR SYF. she was truly over the moon. i was happy for her too. (:&lt;br /&gt;and then she went into this whole talk bout how the ballet ppl look dwn on them-and how they'd proven em wrong by getting silver-which made them on the same par as the ballet ppl..&lt;br /&gt;see? another example of Az's low confidence. she was so pessimistic at first. udrestimated herself &amp; her fellow dance mates (malay dance only)! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. i planned to study geog today.&lt;br /&gt;sighs.&lt;br /&gt;another meaningful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; He's got eyes of the bluest sky..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-2426601154278710117?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/2426601154278710117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=2426601154278710117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/2426601154278710117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/2426601154278710117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2007/04/kfc.html' title='kfc'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-6323813231052407824</id><published>2007-03-24T02:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T03:13:41.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>P</title><content type='html'>hello world.&lt;br /&gt;i've so much to blog bout but firstly, shall talk bout the perfume workshop i attended just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was thrilling! &lt;br /&gt;mixing chemicals &amp; stuff to concord flavourings &amp; perfumes! women favourites.&lt;br /&gt;went to sch wif Yanti. we were late and it was my fault. cos i asked her to stop by at Macs at Paya lebar to buy my breakfast. reached sch at bout 8.01 when we were supposed to reach by 8! ha. &lt;br /&gt;xin xuan called me twice. hahaha. she saved us seats.. well not really. the fact that all 3 of us had to share a seat all the way to Buena Vista, not v. comfortable. but it was bearable. she shared wif us &lt;i&gt; loads &lt;/i&gt; of stories. hahaha. bout that particular someone. hmm...&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the first wrkshp was the flavouring. we learnt a bit bout organic chem throughout the theory part. see? it was beneficial afteraall. his name is MR Wei. quite funny. the climax of the wrkshp was &lt;i&gt; the &lt;/i&gt; experiment of cos. according to him, if we were lucky enuff, we wld get either a pear or banana flavouring. if not, barley (the common one) the worst of all, wld be the lemon barley as there was a tinge of vinegar smell. hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;so me and Yan carried out the experiment wif utmost care and accuracy and perfection... cos we hoped to get the banana smell. &lt;br /&gt;aha. however. in the end, it turned out to be barley! we wre kinda disappoimted. but they all smell the same anyway. hahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;we had a break after that. FOOD was prepared for us. there was Mee hoon, epok2, wan ton, soon huey, brownie, sandwiches and cream puff. i was impressed. it was kindof nice too. Yan had 3 servings! hah. she wanted to finish the mee cos she didnt wanna watch it go to waste. we took quite a long break. (NOTE: at this juncture, my filet o fish &amp; half eaten hashbrown are still in my bag, turning cold by the min absorbing the coolness of the air con...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, it was the 2nd wrkshp. the guy was quite funny and interesting yet again. it's another guy. learnt some interesting and disgusting facts. i pondered, is he tryg to hinder the use of perfumes by telling us all these stories?! anyway, we had to mix 6 given chemicals together to produce a nice smelling scent or what u call perfume. then, we can add enhancers to further enhance our scent. egs. of enhancers there, ginger, sandalwood, rose oil, lavender, smth that smells like orange, palmarosa, orchid, and many more. i added palmarosa and this sweet smell (which i cant rmb) i was satisfied by the end product! i named my perfume, SINGLE. so much for creativity huh?&lt;br /&gt;we ended bout 1+. overshot. haha.&lt;br /&gt;reached hm at bout 3+.. am lethargic. &lt;br /&gt;piss off. i'll share bout my hols some otr time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; and u keep procrastinating...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-6323813231052407824?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/6323813231052407824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=6323813231052407824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/6323813231052407824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/6323813231052407824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2007/03/p.html' title='P'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-116990555594185815</id><published>2007-01-27T04:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T05:45:56.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>stories to tell</title><content type='html'>today i was feeling terrible.&lt;br /&gt;supposed to fast.. but then i found out i had ugirls-shd-know-what.&lt;br /&gt;so there goes another day!&lt;br /&gt;sickening!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had the worst cramps. and then i suffered frm backaches, muscle aches frm ytd's trng.&lt;br /&gt;i sound like an old woman. aha.&lt;br /&gt;everytime i moved, sure got pain. intense pain. argghh.&lt;br /&gt;thank god for the painkillers. ( though mom advised me not to take em often cos according to her, it's not quite good. esp. panadol; leaves some sort of chemical in your liver if consumed often. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway. talking bout trng.&lt;br /&gt;i had the most enjoyable trng ytd! trained wif the sec 2s. they were fun ppl! ( unlike the sec 3s, who do not bond, afraid we'll eat em up. HAHA. )&lt;br /&gt;ish. so whatever.&lt;br /&gt;Wee ling trained us. shes soo nice &amp; erm.. funny. i like her. it's a pity she's only coaching us once cos our coach couldnt make it.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. so anyway, the jnrs were totally outgoing &amp;amp; rebellious, i might say. they were making a whole lot of noise. i didnt say it's bad.&lt;br /&gt;trng was more lively. and then they dared to answer back when given instructions. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;mischievous.&lt;br /&gt;small sized &amp; v. cute! it was drizzling when we were in the middle of a game. quite rfreshing though..&lt;br /&gt;she let us off abit earlier. so nice. but i still had to wait for Huda. her guides finish only at 530.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. we had PE in the morn. my 2nd time in dance elect. when Mrs kong said she wanted to take attendance, i almost freaked out. cos i was supposed to join netball elect (not that i wanted, but someone asked me to join cos apparently, half of the class must join dance &amp; vice versa..)&lt;br /&gt;which reminds me of another story..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last friday, which was our first PE lesson. i heard frm Ann, 4/7 that only 3 ppl in her class joined netball elect &amp; Mrs kong said ok. i was furious cos most of our classmates(including me) wanted dance, but could not. so i sacrificed &amp;amp; joined netball. kinda pointless for me to join netball since i am a netballer &amp; iknew all the skills already...&lt;br /&gt;so as soon as the bell goes off, and we were heading bk to class, me Yanti &amp;amp; Az rushed to Yeeching cos we wanted to change. but she couldnt do anything, not her fault really.&lt;br /&gt;so i was so depressed by then. Huda was still clueless but Yanti filled her in. then suddenly, in class, i sort of teared. they just came out. uncontrollable hormones. urgh!&lt;br /&gt;then Huda was like "Relax! just change to dance. change je, go wif me.." smth like that.&lt;br /&gt;she asked me to go to toilet. to wash up &amp; stuff. all the way, she kept persuading me to change &amp;amp; tried to console me. it felt kinda good, knowing that someone's got my back.&lt;br /&gt;u know me. i felt guilty if i tried to sneak in cos i gave em my word already.. but Huda kept insisting me to just join dance, not my fault that things turn out this way.. thanks man! (:&lt;br /&gt;she was my rock. luckily, no one saw the state i was in. kinda pathetic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my surprise, almost 3/4 of the class joined dance. &amp; Mrs kong didnt evn say anything.. ahahaha. so much for me worrying..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i've another story to share. and it's regarding the NE journey we had on Pulau Semakau landfill..  it was a fun trip! i wasnt expecting to find enjoyment there but i guess surprises happen. we took a ferry there. the waves were pretty choppy. esp when it was stationary, the vibrations felt were stonger.. thank god we had our snacks, sweets &amp; asam2.. (me &amp;amp; Hud bought in the morning.)&lt;br /&gt;we look like nonyas wif our huge plastic bags. seriously! me Hud Qah &amp; Cheryl stuck together. it was awesome. (:&lt;br /&gt;Ed the man (our tour guide who talks &amp;amp; tells stories on the ferry) was funny and entertaining. and such a gentleman cos he held our hands when we wanted to get out of the ferry, including the teachers.. nice chap.&lt;br /&gt;had to bear a 30min++ pwpoint presentation frm this chinese guy (who couldnt speak Eng well, im sorry to say..) hahaha. draggy.&lt;br /&gt;but besides that, it was okay.. the bus ride was interesting. we had to cramp inside a small bus throughout the journey. 3 ppl per seat. HAHA. then another speaker, lame funny chinese man who talks &amp; talks. we checked out the sights. mangroves. (no sign of baby sharks, otters, crabs that he'd mentioned..)  saddd.&lt;br /&gt;then we got to take a breather. we explored the spacious land. v.breezy! continuosly feeling the cool wind against your skin, it was a wonderful feeling. (which i'd nvr forget..)&lt;br /&gt;plucked pines, stepped on mistletoes.. it's been a while.. bitched bout some ppl. HAHA! only for a short while!&lt;br /&gt;we soon left. waited at the "canteen" for the otr grp to finish. ther were no stalls. just tables &amp; chairs. and it was soo small to be evn called a canteen.&lt;br /&gt;hahah. then we played this egg game. we had to come up wif creative ideas to prevent the egg frm cracking if it was dropped frm a ht of 2m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE reached sch at bout 6++. was so tired. kept dozing off during the 2hr special PB!  argghh. (although i'd watched it already...) &lt;br /&gt;the kiss was so sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep thought for the day&lt;br /&gt;Aren't breasts weird? You spend so much time in life worrying if you're ever going to get any, then you spent the rest of the time covering them up and making sure they don't wobble or make a spectacle of themselves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-116990555594185815?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/116990555594185815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=116990555594185815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/116990555594185815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/116990555594185815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2007/01/stories-to-tell.html' title='stories to tell'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-116818224379958902</id><published>2007-01-07T06:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T07:04:03.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'>prison break</title><content type='html'>i know i havent been blogging. it has been AGES.&lt;br /&gt;just got a new PC during hols. ending of the hols, to be precise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, im hooked to &lt;strong&gt;prison break.&lt;/strong&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;watched 7 episodes of season 2 the past few days. (yepp, i bought it at JB for only $8!)&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stopped myself. i had to.&lt;br /&gt;distractions, u know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;revised amath. amaths ca's on TUES. cannot afford to fail.&lt;br /&gt;like what ustazah nur said "examinations are not there to test your cleverness. they are a tool to see whether u've truly understood the lessons"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly, i found myself relaxing abit. it changed my views on the upcoming o's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i enjoyed my madrasah lessons very much just now. i love the class, and the teacher.&lt;br /&gt;old frens reunited. a'tiqah's in my class again! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, i had tuition wif Huda's snr together wif Huda, of cos.&lt;br /&gt;then my whole family fetched me frm eastpt and we had dinner at Siglap.&lt;br /&gt;the fd was very very nice. and cheap too! it's a malay coffee shop, smth like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must study. have to pace myself frm now. argh! the O's are in 10mths!&lt;br /&gt;have to have the correct mindset.&lt;br /&gt;okay, good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-116818224379958902?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/116818224379958902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=116818224379958902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/116818224379958902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/116818224379958902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2007/01/prison-break.html' title='prison break'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-115710752436723600</id><published>2006-09-01T02:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T03:45:24.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lalallalal</title><content type='html'>helloo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was teachers' day! celebrations at school were fun, i guess. cept for the activities we'd to do btwn the concert. i had to run ard with the rest of the committee members, lookin for clues. it's not that i mind but i had cramps + stomachache.&lt;br /&gt;so it was pure torture for me.&lt;br /&gt;but the concert was great la. (:&lt;br /&gt;sat with aisha, qah &amp; huda. random sitting. we were the &lt;b&gt; only ones &lt;/b&gt; screamin &amp;amp; cheerin. fghsjshygrujd.  the lower secs are so &lt;b&gt; UN &lt;/b&gt;enthu! oh god. so apparently, me &amp; qahh missed the indian dance cos 3e8 arrived late for the concert. there were a few sec 2 classes dancing &amp; singing, dedicated to their fms.&lt;br /&gt;2/2 was really good! dancing to some &lt;i&gt; grease &lt;/i&gt; song.. so colourful &amp;amp; bouncy! (x&lt;br /&gt;mdm khoo &amp; mdm azizan danced too! so cute!&lt;br /&gt;then, there were some teachers dressed in pinafores and dancing our aces workout last yr! ms chan, mrs lopez, mr yap &amp; mr yong were among em. very very funny. we enjoyed it very much!&lt;br /&gt;so the whole thing was spozd to end at 1030 right.&lt;br /&gt;but we were released &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt; 1hr later &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;  sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;oh. ms teri gave us, sec3s an inspirational speech on why we shd study hard, not for the school, but for ourselves blah blah.. (:  i love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after that, me qah huda n yanti n fez watched movie. LOVEWRECKED! yeahhh&lt;br /&gt;we met fez halfway.&lt;br /&gt;so we watched at the &lt;i&gt; new &lt;/i&gt; cathay, near PS. it was awesome! the place was rockin!&lt;br /&gt;before that, we ate at LJS.&lt;br /&gt;ok anyways, the movie was damn sweet. i love love the guy! no, not the rocker, jason masters.&lt;br /&gt;he's disgusting! hes damn hairy ok. eeew!&lt;br /&gt;nvr shave armpits!&lt;br /&gt;it's a feel good movie. love it. (:&lt;br /&gt;amanda bynes rocks!&lt;br /&gt;bottom line: amanda's NOT a blonde. (to huda)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. it was pourin, so we were drenched. cold.&lt;br /&gt;i love my besties! atiqah, yanti, fezra, huda! u guys rock! i had such a fun time chattin, crappin, checking out the new toilets/shops, exploring. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up wif pri sch frens at tmart for a while, since they insist i come. i dropped by for a while.&lt;br /&gt;zairil, shamir, hazim, nashrah, alina, fika, mai, felin, nad, nashrah were there. fadh too!&lt;br /&gt;oh, firdaus was there too. surprise surprise.&lt;br /&gt;i missed em! oh not to forget the chinese guys too, yong ming, jun hao, james &amp; wei min.&lt;br /&gt;jun hao gave us some personality quizzes. lame.&lt;br /&gt;played some lame game. it was like old times. ahahh&lt;br /&gt;felin kept telling how zairil was more handsomer &amp; all, more grown-up. cute la she.&lt;br /&gt;told her my idol experiences. ((x   i love her loads. fika had to leave halfway to send her best fren off to NZ.&lt;br /&gt;again, i was outnumbered. most of em supported hady. was the only jonathan fan. but, it's okay!&lt;br /&gt;fadh- the &lt;b&gt; JOAKIMIAN &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we left the place ard 6+, close to 7.&lt;br /&gt;before that, we took mass pics! yay!  once, zairil was like " can i take out my shirt? "&lt;br /&gt;hahahahhaha. i was like "if u haf abs, we dont mind.."&lt;br /&gt;GILA.&lt;br /&gt;he said his r'ship with azian, 1 yr ready.&lt;br /&gt;believable?&lt;br /&gt;up to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, at fika's hse. just watched jonathan's performances. countless times. ((:&lt;br /&gt;high school musical too.&lt;br /&gt;chatting wif this italian guy. ahahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;AISHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-115710752436723600?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/115710752436723600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=115710752436723600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/115710752436723600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/115710752436723600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2006/09/lalallalal.html' title='lalallalal'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-115512426472281664</id><published>2006-08-09T03:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T05:22:06.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>jon is love.</title><content type='html'>ok. ive so much to blog.&lt;br /&gt;for those of you who might be thinking where i'd gone to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my comp is really really screwed right now. no hope already, abg indra says.&lt;br /&gt;thats wad u get for using it for 5 YEARS. haha. so, mom will be buying me a new comp.. hopefully by 12th month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, for my &lt;b&gt;SINGAPORE IDOL EXPERIENCE &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me wida aisha farah marissa and a lot of otr tkgians had gone to the results show on 12/7.&lt;br /&gt;it was great. though we had to endure wif all the queues. we'd gotten the &lt;i&gt;unnumbered seats &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so they could not guarantee us seats. so we were chucked aside wif the other rabid ppl to wait. worst come to worst, we'd hv to watch frm the tv room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but thank god. after all the waiting &amp; the shuffling.. we stood at the moshpit! aaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;that was so much better! so while we were waitin right.. we were all busy makin placards for our respective idols. for me &lt;i&gt;that time &lt;/i&gt;, it was joakim gomez. sad right?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. so my placard says: marry me joakim! (dont tell me how i got that idea)&lt;br /&gt;anyhoos, the studio was packed &amp;amp; really happening.&lt;br /&gt;paul twohill fans were at one side. crazy ppl. (:&lt;br /&gt;i sticked to my frens of cos. though we supported diff ppl. aisha supported emilee, marissa supported gayle. wida supported hady. nad was neutral.&lt;br /&gt;there was tension, TENSION. as we all stood there waitin for the idol hopefuls to come out. in each one of us, there's the thinking; "i MUST BE THE MOST outstanding, attract the most attn!"&lt;br /&gt;haha. admit it. i know. been thru all that.&lt;br /&gt;so it was hell loose when they finally came out! everyone screamin their heads off, the girls preferably. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there they were. standin right INFRONT OF US, no barrier. nothing!&lt;br /&gt;i cld just stretch out my hand &amp; i cld touch their shoes. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;gayle, mathilda, emilee &amp;amp; hady were nearest to me. i shouted joakim joakim!&lt;br /&gt;but he dint hear. evn if he did, he turned to look for just 1 sec. he was like looking at the ppl sitting dwn. smiling, grinning, did some crappy moves. but nvr at his fans.&lt;br /&gt;c'mon la. the least he cld do was to just flash a smile. &amp; i'd be happy. his otr fans wld too.&lt;br /&gt;after all the screamin &amp;amp; cheerin i did.&lt;br /&gt;he did not evn appreaciate it, i concluded he is fake.&lt;br /&gt;all that he puts up on tv, was just an act ppl! do not be disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;an early warning to yall. wad u see is not wad u get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the crew scolded rahimah just bcos her necklace was &lt;b&gt;slightly &lt;/b&gt;out of place.&lt;br /&gt;then all of them were like robots, operated by the crew on where to stand how to wear ur stuff.&lt;br /&gt;seriously la. i was taken aback.&lt;br /&gt;they were treated like kids. oh gawd.&lt;br /&gt;there must not be any slight error. if not, they'd be scolded thus humiliated infrnt of their fans.&lt;br /&gt;woahh.&lt;br /&gt;anyways.&lt;br /&gt;emilee entertained me &amp; aish wif her bootylicious dancing. shes so nice! she kept mouthing thank you. cos we were like the only ones rooting her on.&lt;br /&gt;gayle was super sweet too. smiling all the time, she reminds me of tinkerbell. aww. (:&lt;br /&gt;hady dint like look at us. i did help shout for wida.&lt;br /&gt;hhhahahaha. i guez he's scared of us. we were a bit too noisy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;the whole experience was fabulous.&lt;br /&gt;i ended up tearing my placard (joakim) into shreds. hhah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out of my list, gomez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15/7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wad started to be a plain ordinary NORMAL sat afternoon turned out to be the best day of my life. wida &amp;amp; i went to the roadshow at PP.&lt;br /&gt;as i said, PP's more high class than TM.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, we thought we were early. so we sort of took our time buyin drinks.. (it was only 11+ for goodness sake.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when we got to the place, there was like a queue already!&lt;br /&gt;so we quickly queued. i dint know it was an autograph session. hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;i brought drawing papers, markers. making a bigger placard for JON. dunno why i found him so appealing all of a sudden. (:&lt;br /&gt;saw huda, liyana &amp; otr guides. they were way way infrnt of us. so much for em doing flag day. lol!&lt;br /&gt;i panicked cos i realised i did not hv anythin (no mags, no posters) for em to autograph on!! so i tried searchin for the singapore idol official mag at MPH, GIANT, 7-11 at the bus stp there. i ran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i actually ran.. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but to no avail. out of stocks!&lt;br /&gt;luckily wida called to tell me that they givin out a poster. for free.&lt;br /&gt;so i hurried back. so much for my enthusiasm &amp;amp; running! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;they finally arrived at 2.30+..&lt;br /&gt;evn before that, i was cheerin for jonathan leong.&lt;br /&gt;oh, we got to the frnt wif huda's help. (x heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;i was the only jon supporter amongst em. wida &amp; liyana supported hady. there was this grp of boys in frnt of us, supportin jon too. wif posters &amp;amp; banners. they were laughing at me cos i was like so hyped up, shouting non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUDDENLY.&lt;br /&gt;wida called me, cos apparently jon's mom called for me! she secretly gave me a pair of tickets to the upcoming spectaculars! jacq got one too cos she wanted.&lt;br /&gt;this is wad she said: jon saw u screaming for him. he wants me to give u these (tickets)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAAAA. i was so touched by his kind kind gesture. i teared a bit.&lt;br /&gt;wida said i was lucky. =D&lt;br /&gt;then it was our turn to go up onstage.&lt;br /&gt;joakim shook my hand, hady too. paul did smth weird, whick i cant rmb. then.&lt;br /&gt;it was JON'S turn. i really really felt like givin him a hug.&lt;br /&gt;so i said can i hug u. the 3 most difficult words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he smiled at me warmly. and said of course. so we hugged!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;the ultimate moment. aaaaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;then he autographed my poster.&lt;br /&gt;and there was the word &lt;i&gt;kisses! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woooh.&lt;br /&gt;nurul, gayle &amp; mathilda were all super sweet. hugged all 3 ladies. gayle gave me a peck on my cheek. (:&lt;br /&gt;sweetness.&lt;br /&gt;as soon as i got dwn the stage, the whole experience seemed all so surreal. i dunno wad hpnd.&lt;br /&gt;but i broke dwn. too ovrwhelming. the whole jonathan experience.&lt;br /&gt;suddenly this camera man started shooting me qns. i dunno where he popped out frm.&lt;br /&gt;he started askin me all sorts of qns.&lt;br /&gt;man: why are u cryin?&lt;br /&gt;me: cos jonathan just hugged me!!!&lt;br /&gt;man: how did u feel when he was in the bottom 3 last wk?&lt;br /&gt;me: i feel sad of cos! SINGAPORE IS BLIND! he can sing well!! he shdn be in the bottom 3!&lt;br /&gt;man: anything to say to jon?&lt;br /&gt;me: good luck for ur next performances! u can do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wad a weird day right. haha. i called farah to spread my happiness.&lt;br /&gt;then me wid qshaa &amp;amp; shikin took a cab to go to the TM roadshow. i dont mind la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TM was packed. eeew. like alwaays.&lt;br /&gt;then farah joined us.&lt;br /&gt;smore it was hot &amp; stuffy, sweaty!&lt;br /&gt;cheered cheered smore.&lt;br /&gt;went for autograph session 2nd time round. last min then join.&lt;br /&gt;cos farah wanted to get upclose wif jon so badly.. so wida borrowed me her 8days mag.&lt;br /&gt;i turned to the idols page. joakim's face had the sticker blah! apparently wida too blacklisted joakim, thanks to me of cos.&lt;br /&gt;so i haad to peel it off quickly cos it wouldnt be too nice when he sees it later. jay saw it too, and he was like "hahahaha! oh hor! *in a teasing manner*"&lt;br /&gt;so joakim saw his not too nice pic. (cos of all the scraping i'd to do)&lt;br /&gt;he was like "what happened?" &amp;amp; then he like extended his left arm to hug me, so i hugged la.&lt;br /&gt;weird huh. just when i thought he's all fake.. he starts to become the mr nice guy?&lt;br /&gt;jon is still my number one love. (:&lt;br /&gt;he said nice to meet u again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19/7&lt;br /&gt;day of spectaculars. made an evn bigger placard the night before. =D&lt;br /&gt;was excited to go, wida was too. shared a cabbie wif her &amp; jacq. we arrived quite late, compared to thurs's results show.&lt;br /&gt;jacq came out of her hse late, and we'd to wait. haha.&lt;br /&gt;this time rd, more rowdy ppl. urghh. the pushing was more vigorous.&lt;br /&gt;i hate it. but we got to the moshpit first, so we were at the frnt. yayyy!&lt;br /&gt;oh, we had to share a form wif this mat cos we had only 3 ppl.&lt;br /&gt;and he was alone. poor guy. then he was like so quiet &amp;amp; looked timid. ALONE.&lt;br /&gt;wida pitied him. hahahaah. we made frens wif 3 kc girls &amp; a grp of chinese guys frm amk sec. they were all really frenly &amp;amp; outgoing. the 3 kc girls esp. crazy supporters of twohill.&lt;br /&gt;them=madness. one of em was hady's cousin.&lt;br /&gt;we screamed like crazy. then the host suddenly announced that those udr 18 were not allowed to be at the moshpit. wad rubbish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we dint budge. wth. we signed the form already!&lt;br /&gt;nothing involving the cops or anything happened. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;jon's performance was soo sexy. he opened his jacket &amp; danced. i cld see his every move. so hot!&lt;br /&gt;screamed like mad! kc girl nxt to me complained i was too loud.&lt;br /&gt;wahahahaaah. but at least all the screaming caught his attn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like once, when dick was commenting, i shouted JON, I LOVE YOU. he turned &amp; looked. (if u noticed it..)&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;yeeeeeyyy!&lt;br /&gt;it was fun. after the whole thing ended,&lt;br /&gt;i gave my gifts i bought for jon to him! he was like blur &amp;amp; asked for who.&lt;br /&gt;so i said FOR YOU. then he smiled &amp; said thank u &amp;amp; held on to the present. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afterwards,&lt;br /&gt;we were bout to go hm. i saw jon's mom &amp; felt i shd thank her.&lt;br /&gt;so i approached her (after much hesitation &amp;amp; waiting)&lt;br /&gt;this is how &lt;i&gt; our convo &lt;/i&gt; went..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: hi mrs leong! thank you for giving me the tickets the other day at the roadshow!&lt;br /&gt;ML: *smilesmile* did u enjoy urself?&lt;br /&gt;me: YES! jonathan was really good!&lt;br /&gt;ML: whats ur name?&lt;br /&gt;me: syaz!&lt;br /&gt;ML: do u want to come again tmr?&lt;br /&gt;me: err. nvm, i dont think i can. maybe nxt wk.. thanks anyways.&lt;br /&gt;ML: okay, see u at the next roadshows! thank u for supportin jon. call ur frens to support him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. i was very very contented. my 2nd best day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of the other great things;&lt;br /&gt;went to east coast park for geog proj. it was hot, but fun. (:&lt;br /&gt;the waves were funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got an A for geog ca. finally, all the hard work i put into revising brought some goodness.&lt;br /&gt;thank you allah.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, then there's gg to be a trip to perth at the end of yr, geog-related of cos.&lt;br /&gt;but there're gonna be some criterias. cos there was like overwhelming response.&lt;br /&gt;based on results also. haish. wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;national day celebration at sch was bearable. i wore aisha's blue punjabi. (:&lt;br /&gt;some thought i looked nice. haha, thanks.&lt;br /&gt;qah &amp; azrina wore punjabis too! haha. dahlia wore kebaya. cute cute.&lt;br /&gt;aisha wore the pink kebaya she wore during hari raya. marissa looked good too wif her kebaya.&lt;br /&gt;then there was the CIMO competition, sort of a runway competition.&lt;br /&gt;mix &amp;amp; match costumes modelled by reps of various classes (only upp sec)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;concert held in the hall was quite gd too. there was TK IDOL, an event brought up only this yr.&lt;br /&gt;many sec 1 classes took part. we were supposed to be in, but got forfeited cos dint turn up for auditions.. smth like that.&lt;br /&gt;1/5 was gooooood.  heh.&lt;br /&gt;3/6 was the best! they rocked the school man.&lt;br /&gt;nadia was soo intense, sophia was sexy!&lt;br /&gt;they won. they deserved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were released earlier. naz wid steph &amp; ann planned to watch movie.&lt;br /&gt;i had to go hm first cos i couldnt possibly go out in a punjabi!&lt;br /&gt;so i went hm first. &amp;amp; changed.&lt;br /&gt;then met em at TM. watched &lt;b&gt; the lakehouse &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wad a super sweet touching feel-good movie!  (:&lt;br /&gt;they wanted to watch click &amp; was considerin it but ann thought of me (cos i wanted to watch lakehouse..)&lt;br /&gt;so sweet right!&lt;br /&gt;aiyah, both movies were unrealistic. one's bout a remote control &amp;amp; one revolves ard a mailbox.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha,&lt;br /&gt;we bought ben &amp; jerry's cos it was ben &amp;amp; jerry's day! yaayy!&lt;br /&gt;sat btwn ann &amp; steph. steph was ranting bout how sucky the movie was...&lt;br /&gt;laughing at the wrong moments! gawd, attracted too much attn.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i dint udrstd the timeline thing at all. so confusing &amp; irritating!&lt;br /&gt;but the plot was there. (:   sandra's really pretty.&lt;br /&gt;sitting nxt to ann was quite fun. cos we were both as confused.&lt;br /&gt;steph was like a mad woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wad a fun day. yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; lets all be happy goobers. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there.. crammed everything into one post.&lt;br /&gt;good luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-115512426472281664?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/115512426472281664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=115512426472281664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/115512426472281664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/115512426472281664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2006/08/jon-is-love_09.html' title='jon is love.'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-115107199278016396</id><published>2006-06-23T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T07:13:12.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>spain!</title><content type='html'>hey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had movie marathon at fika's hse on weds.  (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again, another last min decision. between me &amp; felin.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met at 11 at the big clock.&lt;br /&gt;saw fika in her bright orange shirt!&lt;br /&gt;then roamed ard, waiting for felin.&lt;br /&gt;finally found her!&lt;br /&gt;then mai came, &amp; we went to the cd shop to rent cds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after much thinking &amp; difficult decision making,&lt;br /&gt;we chose these 4:&lt;br /&gt;i not stupid too, the sisterhood of the traveling pants, 10 things i hate bout you, in her shoes.&lt;br /&gt;4 for the price of ten.  (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fika bought new plasma tv. big screen!&lt;br /&gt;nice leather couch!  x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg la. so nice!&lt;br /&gt;first movie was sisterhood of traveling pants.&lt;br /&gt;awesome movie!&lt;br /&gt;its bout 4 best frens wif totally diff personalities.&lt;br /&gt;i love it.  (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, we watched i not stupid too.&lt;br /&gt;sad sadsad sad sad touching, but nice ovrall!&lt;br /&gt;had a good plot.&lt;br /&gt;im proud to say its a local movie. credits shd go to jack neo.  (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we cried our hearts out.  omg la.&lt;br /&gt;our eyes all red n puffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, we watched in her shoes.&lt;br /&gt;it was okayy...&lt;br /&gt;we stopped halfway to watch 10 things i hate bout you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love love that movie!&lt;br /&gt;heath ledger so rocks in that movie. comical, yes. fun, yes. sweet, yes.&lt;br /&gt;X))&lt;br /&gt;maisarah chose that movie.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total: we watched 3 n a half movies..  (:&lt;br /&gt;i brought my hw, so semangat i know.&lt;br /&gt;in the end, tak terbuat!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maisarah had probs wif firdaus, it seemed.&lt;br /&gt;i read her inbox.  lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the match for that day was holland vs argentina!&lt;br /&gt;van persie! yayyy.   (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me felin fika ate fika's grandmama's cooking.&lt;br /&gt;had to force mai to eat. again.&lt;br /&gt;haiyohhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two consecutive days, spent wif them.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;im gonna miss them.&lt;br /&gt;i hope we stay together, just like alexis bledel &amp; the girls in sisterhood of the traveling pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yayyy.&lt;br /&gt;went hm at bout 6..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt; EXTRAS &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are felin's msges to me.&lt;br /&gt;i find them comical, that's all.  (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i also anything, im not sure now how. =/  havnt told fika yet. eh are u watching anugerah skrin? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;u&gt; &lt;em&gt;shah iskandar out, shucks.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hahahahah yeah that shahril very funny. i look at the face i wanna laugh! hahahah! oh yeah, but if u hv RTM1 or indon channel, u can watch. spain got this special thing. hahah! there's this player Tores/z! good looking! heh heh. oh yeah peter crouch that day, hahahah haiyo make pple kanchiong!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats bout it.&lt;br /&gt;till then, cheers (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-115107199278016396?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/115107199278016396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=115107199278016396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/115107199278016396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/115107199278016396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2006/06/spain_23.html' title='spain!'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-115107073737446492</id><published>2006-06-23T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T06:52:17.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>spain</title><content type='html'>im gonna make this quick and painless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hv so much to blog bout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out wif my primary school mates the other day, on tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;my close girl friends, me felin fika mai nad.&lt;br /&gt;met up at 1pm at tmart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nad joined us later, cos she was too lazy...&lt;br /&gt;hhhahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to pasir ris, white sands mall.&lt;br /&gt;cos nad cant travel too far..&lt;br /&gt;we all hugged when we saw each other. yes, i really miss them.&lt;br /&gt;so we talked the whole way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me &amp; felin talked bout worldcup. (:&lt;br /&gt;she supports spain. this fernando torrez guy she likes. (i dunno if i spell his nm correctly.)&lt;br /&gt;me &amp;amp; mai supports england! x)&lt;br /&gt;we were talkin bout the recent england match, against trinidad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fika was the only one who wasnt interested in football.&lt;br /&gt;haiyohh.&lt;br /&gt;so we were decidin where to eat.. fika suggested eating at this thai restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;we had to ask nad if she wants to eat wif us (still at hm..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she said the fd at the thai restaurant wasnt gd,&lt;br /&gt;so in the end, we settled at cavana.&lt;br /&gt;this western outlet, all bout chicken.&lt;br /&gt;me felin fika ordered the student meal, which came wif  a free drink.  haha.&lt;br /&gt;mai ordered a plate of chicken, only.   she said somethin to do wif diet lah...&lt;br /&gt;wahahahahaaahh!&lt;br /&gt;the fd was nice &amp; the prices there were reasonable too..&lt;br /&gt;we chatted to catch up wif each other. latest scoop on maisarah-firdaus.  nyahahhh.&lt;br /&gt;we snapped pics.&lt;br /&gt;then suddenly, nad sat nxt to fika. she appeared out of nowhere!&lt;br /&gt;so scary la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then. we went to the library upstairs cos mai wanted to return her books.&lt;br /&gt;we went separate ways in the lib.  i sticked wif fika.&lt;br /&gt;we walked ard... &amp; i thought i saw paul twohill.&lt;br /&gt;but nope. it was just this guy who looked like him.  =x&lt;br /&gt;i msged felin. cos we cudnt find nad n her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all the hooha in the library, we went to the toilet to relieve ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;talked smore..&lt;br /&gt;went back to tamp to just find a place to chill out &amp; CHAT!&lt;br /&gt;settled at coffeebean, our usual place.&lt;br /&gt;me n fika shared the choc ice blended.  (:&lt;br /&gt;we talked talked talked talked.. then i got bored.&lt;br /&gt;i saw the movie posters outside CS there &amp; decided to pose by the &lt;em&gt;just my luck poster, wif chris pines.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahhaahhhhaahahahaah!&lt;br /&gt;all did not wanna help me take a photo of me, except felina!&lt;br /&gt;shes so sporting.  we evn posed by scary movie 4 poster.  nyahhahhh.&lt;br /&gt;fika was so embarassed when i asked her to help us take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we snapped loads of photos at coffeebean. different different poses.&lt;br /&gt;got the paul twohill pose!&lt;br /&gt;i suggested that.  (x&lt;br /&gt;only felin n me did that. the rest posed randomly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of us went hm at bout 6+..&lt;br /&gt;took 291.&lt;br /&gt;on the bus, i almost fell on felin &amp; felin almost fell on fika.&lt;br /&gt;damn bus driver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me n felin continued to talk bout worldcup.&lt;br /&gt;((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what  a fun day.&lt;br /&gt;i love you all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-115107073737446492?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/115107073737446492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=115107073737446492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/115107073737446492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/115107073737446492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2006/06/spain.html' title='spain'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-115056917987310905</id><published>2006-06-17T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T12:18:16.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>KL</title><content type='html'>yes, im still at my cousin's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; the time is like 1am in the morn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've not been gettin enough sleep these past few days. haiyahh.&lt;br /&gt;slept at 4am ytd, watched &lt;strong&gt;the italian job. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was an &lt;u&gt;AWESOME movie! &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love it &lt;em&gt;a lot.&lt;/em&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okays.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna blog bout my holiday at KL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was frm the 10/6 - 12/6&lt;br /&gt;kak ati &amp;amp;amp; family went in one car. me &amp; family in another, uncle walid &amp;amp; aunty imah in another car.&lt;br /&gt;altogether: 3 cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the journey there took quite a &lt;em&gt;long &lt;/em&gt;time cos we stopped for quite a few times at the resting places.&lt;br /&gt;to eat, drink, relief ourselves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we took the second link.&lt;br /&gt;thought it'll be faster..&lt;br /&gt;but, there were &lt;u&gt;traffic jams &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got lost in KL.&lt;br /&gt;had to ask around to get to our apartment, &lt;strong&gt;holiday villa. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally reached at &lt;em&gt;night.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wasted one whole day, &lt;em&gt;just like that.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but.&lt;br /&gt;we got a pleasant surprise when we entered our apartment.&lt;br /&gt;it was beautifully done. had nice furnitures! cable.&lt;br /&gt;the toilet was very nice &amp; &lt;strong&gt;clean. &lt;/strong&gt;((:&lt;br /&gt;it was huge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had 2 bedrooms. a living room wif comfy couches. a kitchen wif microwave, stove &amp;amp; refrigerator.&lt;br /&gt;it was an apartment. haha.&lt;br /&gt;3 families living in an apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it wasnt squeezy at all. meriah.&lt;br /&gt;the girls (us) got the biggest bedroom. x)&lt;br /&gt;elli came along. (forgot to mention this inpt detail)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she walked ard, exploring her new territory. butt sashaying..&lt;br /&gt;like a duck. (((:&lt;br /&gt;grasped &lt;em&gt;anything &lt;/em&gt;that was within her reach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we unpacked quickly so as to not waste anymore time. kak ati suggested we go out that night &amp; explore the nightlife in KL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to experience the sights &amp;amp; sounds of KL too, at night. (:&lt;br /&gt;so, me, kak ati, ani, my mom, aunty imah &amp; uncle walid were the ones who went out to hv dinner.&lt;br /&gt;my dad &amp;amp; my otr uncle wanted to &lt;em&gt;watch world &lt;/em&gt;cup &amp; furthermore, they were exhausted frm all the driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went &lt;em&gt;to choket &lt;/em&gt;road.&lt;br /&gt;it's like a bazaar at night offering many cheap goodies/stuff. &amp;amp; u can just lower the prices of the items there by half or &lt;em&gt;even more&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;it was that cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we passed by a shades shop &amp; stopped to browse.&lt;br /&gt;i bought myself a gucci shades for just 10rm. kak ati bought one too, my sis also &amp;amp; aunt imah.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; tante.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom bought dad a nike watch. &lt;em&gt;i doubt it's original. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, it looks real. so might as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom bought me an adidas navy green shirt as well. (of cos, i had pointed out to her that i liked it very much)&lt;br /&gt;ahahhh.&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;em&gt;nonya &lt;/em&gt;finally gave in to mom's persuasion; she had asked for a really low price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the experience there, at &lt;em&gt;choket &lt;/em&gt;road was great, i guess...&lt;br /&gt;it's not everyday u get to experience stuff like these. &amp; it's cool. yeahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uncle walid then brought us to eat at the hawker, by the roadside.&lt;br /&gt;all of us ordered &lt;em&gt;mee&lt;/em&gt; &amp;amp; we shared.&lt;br /&gt;i saw a cockroach! it was &lt;u&gt;huge &lt;/u&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aughhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;mom stepped on it. &lt;u&gt;EEEEW &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that shop's hygience was like so... &lt;strong&gt;urgh! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dinner, uncle walid brought us home.&lt;br /&gt;we got lost again.&lt;br /&gt;the roads at KL are well... very confusing &amp; if u take a wrong turn.&lt;br /&gt;that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while tryg to find holiday villa,&lt;br /&gt;we saw &lt;em&gt;bapoks outside &lt;/em&gt;clubs/pubs waiting to pounce on their customers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must say, a few were ... &lt;em&gt;pretty&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loud music pumping frm nightclubs. loads of ppl on the streets of KL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;2nd day &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up really early.&lt;br /&gt;me &amp;amp; sis wanted to swim. (tyrg swimming pools is always a must for us whenvr we go on holidays..)&lt;br /&gt;the rest stayed in the apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.&lt;br /&gt;the swimming pool was very beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;was in the shade. (: part of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; the waters were very clean.&lt;br /&gt;i was very amazed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was super chilly!&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt take it when i put my foot into the pool. but later.. (after much willpower to push my whole body into the icy water..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the feeling was great.&lt;br /&gt;had buoys floating ard. so i just grabbed one &amp;amp; rest my head on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i could hv fallen asleep. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fooled ard wif sister. acted nonsensically, laughed out loud..&lt;br /&gt;mentioned paul twohill's name a bit too loud.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent a great 1hr or more in the pool.&lt;br /&gt;then, went back to the apartment to change..&lt;br /&gt;everyone left the apartment to do some sight seeing &amp; shopping in KL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first place we went was &lt;strong&gt;KLCC.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since we found the building without much difficulty..&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inside was truly &lt;u&gt;paradise &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh. x)&lt;br /&gt;very expensive &lt;strong&gt;BRANDED&lt;/strong&gt; shops, that were not within our budgets.&lt;br /&gt;there is topshop, giordano, zara, mango... &amp;amp; the list keeps going.&lt;br /&gt;it was very happening. &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;many&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we bought dunkin donuts.&lt;br /&gt;then we had lunch at the &lt;s&gt;foodcourt&lt;/s&gt; high class foodcourt. (:&lt;br /&gt;a &lt;u&gt;huge &lt;/u&gt;variety of fd for us to choose frm.&lt;br /&gt;from thai fd to jap fd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought teriyaki chicken udon frm &lt;strong&gt;yoshinoya.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in case u're wondering.. yoshinoya is &lt;em&gt;not &lt;/em&gt;halal in singapore!&lt;br /&gt;so sad.&lt;br /&gt;it was very tasty &amp; filling.&lt;br /&gt;mom bought thai fd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elli made a lot of noise at the fd table. she wanted to try everything.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, she's so adorable.&lt;br /&gt;then we walked ard somemore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;loved the jeans in miss sixty!&lt;/em&gt; but they cost like a few hundred.&lt;br /&gt;elli likes the huge waterfall just outside KLCC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, we went to &lt;strong&gt;Berhaya Times Square. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got lost &lt;u&gt;again &lt;u&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;we tried asking around. some &lt;em&gt;malaysians &lt;/em&gt;dont evn know where these places are.&lt;br /&gt;some good samaritans did help us by giving us directions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;very complicated directions.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we didnt understand.&lt;br /&gt;once, uncle walid just nodded his head (pretending he understood every single word the passer by said)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; after that, he asked ppl again.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad was evn funnier.&lt;br /&gt;he would open his window &amp; shouted jln ampang eh?&lt;br /&gt;or would suddenly stp a passerby crossing the rd to ask for directions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we did find our way there.&lt;br /&gt;it wasnt &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; happening. not many ppl inside.&lt;br /&gt;looks can be deceiving.&lt;br /&gt;me &amp;amp; kak ati tried looking for &lt;strong&gt;borders&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;it was supposed to be the biggest in the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh, it was huge alright! spacious. almost everything u wnt will be there.&lt;br /&gt;ohh. they dont sell TAAR's latest album! hmph&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom &amp; sis tried the theme park.&lt;br /&gt;one look at it, &amp;amp; i shudder. it was hell. =x&lt;br /&gt;scary rollercoaster rides gg endlessly, upside dwn topsy turvy rides that'll make u puke ur lungs out frm screaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sis wanted to try the kiddy rides. so mom accompanied her while me &amp; kak ati checked out borders.&lt;br /&gt;((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; then, we had dinner at this really nice steamboat restaurant!&lt;br /&gt;i will nvr forget the fd there. it was really really really yummy.&lt;br /&gt;esp the &lt;em&gt;thai fried rice&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp; the supplies given to us for the steamboat were very fresh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hot tom yam.&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh. &amp;amp; the prices were very reasonable too. (x&lt;br /&gt;i shall come back &lt;u&gt;again &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that night, i watched the match btwn &lt;strong&gt;iran &amp; mexico.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;iran lost to mexico; 2-1.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARFGHGHGARG.&lt;br /&gt;i slept like during halftime.&lt;br /&gt;had my eyes peeled on those &lt;em&gt;hot &lt;/em&gt;iran players.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3rd day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was the final day.&lt;br /&gt;)))=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but me &amp; sis managed to find time to swim.&lt;br /&gt;aunt imah swam wif us!&lt;br /&gt;she ws so cute, wif her &lt;em&gt;serkop &lt;/em&gt;to cover her head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uncle walid taught her how to swim.&lt;br /&gt;then we had a competition. &lt;em&gt;friendly &lt;/em&gt;one.&lt;br /&gt;it was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad &amp;amp; my otr uncle went to the sauna.&lt;br /&gt;kak ati &amp; tante's plans to go to the sauna were interrupted cos the sauna for women were out of order.&lt;br /&gt;so they joined us swimming. elli was there too, playing the water wif kak idaa. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this lil boy was being very friendly towards us. he lent elli his &lt;em&gt;boya.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think he's frm singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he'll grow up to be a handsome man.&lt;br /&gt;haha. really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had to pack our stuff &amp;amp; check out by noon.&lt;br /&gt;i realised there were &lt;strong&gt;MORE&lt;/strong&gt; STUFF TO bring back home. so heavy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we drove ard in KL first before stopping by melaka to do abit of shoppin.&lt;br /&gt;anyhoos.&lt;br /&gt;the traffic lights at melaka was horrible!&lt;br /&gt;we had to wait for the green light for an &lt;em&gt;awfully &lt;/em&gt;long time. cos the red light was all the way frm 99!&lt;br /&gt;so it's like u countdwn frm 99 till 0.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to mahkota parade. window shopping...&lt;br /&gt;bought a lot of keropoks at one of the resting places. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was on the highway at night. it was um.. &lt;em&gt;scary.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like cars suddenly gettin into your lane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one singapore car &lt;em&gt;almost &lt;strong&gt;knocked&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; into kak ati's car (the one wif elli inside) !!&lt;br /&gt;it was zooming here &amp;amp; there, cutting ppl's lanes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;endangering ppl's lives &lt;/u&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached s'pore like ard 10++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was the &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;best&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;holiday &lt;/strong&gt;yet. stress-free.&lt;br /&gt;i think the fact that elli followed us, made all of us &lt;em&gt;happy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom planning to ajak kak ati follow us to bangkok nxt yr, after the &lt;u&gt;O'S&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-115056917987310905?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/115056917987310905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=115056917987310905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/115056917987310905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/115056917987310905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2006/06/kl.html' title='KL'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-115047274601646513</id><published>2006-06-16T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T08:45:46.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ENGLAND! X)</title><content type='html'>boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im at my cousin's hse right now, trying to blog using her laptop.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;it's hard alright.&lt;br /&gt;there're distractions.  like first of all, &lt;strong&gt;cable, elli &lt;/strong&gt;&amp; the noise around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. how did i land here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's &lt;u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;WORLD CUP &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; ppl!&lt;br /&gt;&amp; im into it. yeahhh, world cup fever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this is like the only place, i can access football 24/7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ENGLAND vs trinidad &amp; tobago&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's match: 3am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like hyped up &amp; all.&lt;br /&gt;cos well...&lt;br /&gt;im a supporter of england!&lt;br /&gt;(and to farah: england tidak akan balik kampong!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first half:&lt;br /&gt;there were many attacks on england's part.&lt;br /&gt;there were many opportunities for frank lampard &amp; peter crouch to score,&lt;br /&gt;but time &amp;amp; time again, they either aimed wrongly or kicked too far to get the ball into the goalpost.&lt;br /&gt;frustrating!&lt;br /&gt;im &lt;u&gt; very &lt;/u&gt; frustrated wif &lt;em&gt;peter crouch&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;skinny bamboo.  good for nothing stick. toottoot looserr.  scrawny, tall, awfully skinny gala.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tell u,&lt;br /&gt;there were MANY chances for him to score.&lt;br /&gt;the ball was &lt;em&gt;nicely &lt;/em&gt;kicked to him.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; all he has to do is just take a lil bit of time to aim &amp;amp; kick the ball into the goalpost.&lt;br /&gt;but he &lt;strong&gt;cant &lt;/strong&gt;evn do such a thing!&lt;br /&gt;i dunno why the coach put him on the front.&lt;br /&gt;frank lampard also missed a few shots.&lt;br /&gt;his kicks were too far or not the least accurate.&lt;br /&gt;ARGH. i was &lt;u&gt; so &lt;/u&gt; disappointed in him. my star player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess it was not his day.&lt;br /&gt;at least, he &lt;em&gt;tried. &lt;/em&gt;right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could see the frustrated look on his face every time he missed a shot.&lt;br /&gt;)=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trinidad &amp; tobago almost scored &amp;amp; tied england down!&lt;br /&gt;but. &lt;strong&gt;luckily,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;john terry&lt;/strong&gt; was there near the goal post &amp; used his head to hit the ball outwards.&lt;br /&gt;it was &lt;u&gt; that &lt;/u&gt; close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second half:&lt;br /&gt;there were a few chances for england to score again.&lt;br /&gt;but yet.&lt;br /&gt;no luck lah, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;wayne rooney was brought in at ard 50th++ min, replacing michael owen.&lt;br /&gt;lennon substituted for callagher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fans of england cheered as soon as rooney ran into the field.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84th+ min:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beckham kicked a far ball towards crouch &amp; then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;amazingly,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his head managed to put the ball into the goalpost, giving england the lead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((((((((((((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the &lt;strong&gt;90th min,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt; steven gerrard &lt;/u&gt; kicked a very VERY nice ball into the goalpost.&lt;br /&gt;it was unbelievable.&lt;br /&gt;2-0&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was an addition of 3 mins, to give opportunity to trinidad &amp; tobago (most probly)&lt;br /&gt;hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;nothing happened.&lt;br /&gt;england defended well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;final score: 2-0&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was ecstatic.&lt;br /&gt;cursing throughout the match.. (more towards peter crouch)&lt;br /&gt;at least he scored right.&lt;br /&gt;if not i'd chop off his &lt;em&gt;skinny &lt;/em&gt;legs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-115047274601646513?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/115047274601646513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=115047274601646513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/115047274601646513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/115047274601646513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2006/06/england-x.html' title='ENGLAND! X)'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-114978102400062413</id><published>2006-06-08T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T08:37:04.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss them</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;OKAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;HERE GOES....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;my &lt;u&gt; movie marathon &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;forgot to mention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;yes. it was held in jannah's hse on tue.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;so, i brought like &lt;strong&gt;a lot &lt;/strong&gt;of cds righttt. &amp; some fd. (i fried seaweed chicken &amp;amp; onion rings...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;HAHAHHAHA.  hey, i wanted to save bucks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;so yeah. we got there like at 11+.. my sis tagged along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;jannah's tv was like... HUGE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&amp; she had cable!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;so we started watchin &lt;em&gt;koma; this chinese horror show.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;had scary parts. which got us screamin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;im weak hearted, just so u know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;luckily, i had shu &amp; the mickey(i borrowed from jannah's sister)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;evn jannah's sisters are wayy wayy braver than me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;gahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;the show was ok lah. didnt really like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;at first, &lt;em&gt;they &lt;/em&gt;wanted to watch saw 2.   but.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;jannah's mum said it was way way violent &amp; small kids shd not watch it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;there were small kids ard. like like, my sis, jannah's two lil sisters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;lucky me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;cos i dont think i'd be able to handle all the gore&amp; violence.  =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;evn thinkin bout it makes my hair stand.  eeks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;so we watched erm....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;erm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;uhhhh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;u&gt; what a girl wants &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;u&gt; ghost inside &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;u&gt; kal ho naa ho &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;u&gt; entiti bukti &lt;/u&gt; ; this malay documentary showin this grp of ppl takin snapshots &amp; evn videos of real life ghhost sightings!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;scared the jeez out of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;soo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i wanted to watch someone like you righttt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;we did watch, like only abit! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;bahhhhhhhhhhhhh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;they said it was boring!!!!     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;gah gah gah.   shuu said &lt;em&gt;hugh jackman looks bald in that show. cos he looks hotter wif facial hair on his face; wolverine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;so NOT TRUE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;there goes my chance of watching someone like you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;it's a great movie. really.  a very sweet one. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;so they insist on watching scary stuff. aiyaiyaii.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;we cried our hearts out watchin &lt;em&gt;kal ho naa ho.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;this would be my second time.  (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;very very touching.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;jannah's mum cooked fried beehoon for us.  so nice right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;we went home like ard 8++.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;cos hindi films take up 3++ hrs, at most. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;raihan, jannah's sister scared the beejeezuz out of us when she wore this hideous monster-looking mask!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;that took place like during maghrib.   =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;all in all, it was quite enjoyable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;but.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;not as &lt;u&gt; fun &lt;/u&gt; as the one i had with afiqah, felina, nadhirah, sharifah &amp; syaza.  (did i miss anyone out?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;cos this took place last yr, if im not wrong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;ok. anyways. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I MISS YOU GUYS SO BADDLY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;happy times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;)=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-114978102400062413?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/114978102400062413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=114978102400062413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/114978102400062413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/114978102400062413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-miss-them.html' title='i miss them'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-114977354234697484</id><published>2006-06-08T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T06:42:45.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ian &amp; tyson!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.search.yahoo.com/search/images/view?back=http%3A%2F%2Fimages.search.yahoo.com%2Fsearch%2Fimages%3Fp%3Dtyson%2Britter%26fr%3DFP-tab-img-t-t400%26toggle%3D1%26cop%3D%26ei%3DUTF-8&amp;w=100&amp;amp;h=100&amp;imgurl=img55.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fv169%2Frpg_icons1%2Ftyson-ritter2.png&amp;amp;rurl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.greatestjournal.com%2Fcommunity%2Frpg_icons%2F968747.html&amp;size=21.1kB&amp;amp;name=tyson-ritter2.png&amp;p=tyson+ritter&amp;amp;amp;amp;type=png&amp;no=8&amp;amp;tt=160&amp;ei=UTF-8"&gt;http://images.search.yahoo.com/search/images/view?back=http%3A%2F%2Fimages.search.yahoo.com%2Fsearch%2Fimages%3Fp%3Dtyson%2Britter%26fr%3DFP-tab-img-t-t400%26toggle%3D1%26cop%3D%26ei%3DUTF-8&amp;amp;w=100&amp;h=100&amp;amp;imgurl=img55.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fv169%2Frpg_icons1%2Ftyson-ritter2.png&amp;rurl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.greatestjournal.com%2Fcommunity%2Frpg_icons%2F968747.html&amp;amp;size=21.1kB&amp;name=tyson-ritter2.png&amp;amp;p=tyson+ritter&amp;amp;amp;type=png&amp;no=8&amp;amp;tt=160&amp;amp;ei=UTF-8&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out this url!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;&lt;/strong&gt;u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;my&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/u&gt;two favourite dudes.&lt;br /&gt;x)))))))))))))))))))&lt;br /&gt;gahhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides my oh-so-many crushes.&lt;br /&gt;blahh. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TYSON RITTER.&lt;/strong&gt; boosh!&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;em&gt;AAR. (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-114977354234697484?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/114977354234697484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=114977354234697484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/114977354234697484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/114977354234697484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2006/06/ian-tyson.html' title='ian &amp; tyson!'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-114965220873448921</id><published>2006-06-06T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T20:50:08.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pop princess</title><content type='html'>i never knew almonds could taste so good till i tried &lt;u&gt; Auntie Ann's donuts &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flavour: almonds &amp; caramel   donut. its sort of 2-in-1.&lt;br /&gt;u dip the donut sprinkled with almonds into the caramel sauce.&lt;br /&gt;yum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp;amp; &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEN &amp; JERRY'S ICE CREAM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; is blissful.&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;had managed to convince mum to buy me the medium sized tub of ben &amp;amp; jerry's ice cream..&lt;br /&gt;which costs like what... 11++++++&lt;br /&gt;wahhhh&lt;br /&gt;got a earful from dad in car afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;but of cos it was all worthwhile after tasting the ice cream.   (this took place like the day before yesterday)&lt;br /&gt;i was like high after my first bite. &lt;br /&gt;maybe this is how drug addicts feel when they pop ecstasy or whatevr drug there is into their mouths.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahaaahhh.&lt;br /&gt;its good stuff. noooo. not the drugs!  the ICECREAM! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was choc icecream wif bits of gooey marshmallow, caramel swirls &amp; choc fish.&lt;br /&gt;yahhhh, i know. whats wif the fish?&lt;br /&gt;its called &lt;em&gt;phish food&lt;/em&gt; btw. weird i know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but heck.&lt;br /&gt;it tastes great.&lt;br /&gt;the sensation is great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marshmallow melting in ur mouth, the sweet choc seeping dwn your throat.....&lt;br /&gt;'ll make ur taste buds go crazy.&lt;br /&gt;x)))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;droolDROOL drool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.&lt;br /&gt;ive scoop on the guy who &lt;em&gt;currently &lt;/em&gt;drive girls &lt;u&gt; all ovr singapore &lt;/u&gt; kuhhrazyyy&lt;br /&gt;and im positive that any girl in her sane mind would crave for his attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only and ONLY one; &lt;strong&gt;paul twohill&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't ask me why ive to make his name bold. it just happens....&lt;br /&gt;uhuhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways anyways.&lt;br /&gt;my cousin's fren is paul's sister.&lt;br /&gt;yeahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;or isit paul's sister is my cousin's fren...&lt;br /&gt;natalie twohill. or nat, her nick name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she said that his sister is like 2-faced. always bragging bout the countires she &amp; her family had gone before... yadayadayada&lt;br /&gt;u know stuff like that?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; they're the only twohill family in s'pore. &lt;br /&gt;they'll like go back to their homeland; australia.. like once in a while..&lt;br /&gt;ive seen photos of my cousin together wif her. yupp&lt;br /&gt;shes way wayy wayy diff from paulll...&lt;br /&gt;erm. my cousin said also she's not really close to her now cos of her attitude..&lt;br /&gt;she also said their family is like broken; like everyone tryg to bring each other dwn.&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmmmmms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt; paul's still hot btw &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he has abbs, u know.&lt;br /&gt;0__0&lt;br /&gt;ive seen pics   xD&lt;br /&gt;he's 17. &amp; in catholic high, if im not wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;these hands were meant to hold.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-114965220873448921?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/114965220873448921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=114965220873448921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/114965220873448921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/114965220873448921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2006/06/pop-princess.html' title='pop princess'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-114924337869996001</id><published>2006-06-02T02:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T03:57:11.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>boosh!</title><content type='html'>boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahh. im bout to blog.&lt;br /&gt;so run away! yes, YOU. all of you, who happens to be reading this nonsensical post.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhahaaahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay.&lt;br /&gt;*checks to see that im ALONE*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;monday &lt;u&gt;night &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tution right.&lt;br /&gt;dad fetched me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, my monday routine is..&lt;br /&gt;of cos. the usual; hurrying back hm to catch so you think you can dance &amp; then in btwn, switch to anugerah skrin &amp;amp; then followed by DH.&lt;br /&gt;YUPP. my monday routine.&lt;br /&gt;but &lt;s&gt;today &lt;/s&gt;, tonight&lt;br /&gt;it was ruined by dad bringing us out !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then. uncle walid &amp; aunty ema joined us.&lt;br /&gt;we were thinking of a suitable place &lt;em&gt;to minum kopi&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;u know how old ppl like drinking hot stuff, preferably coffee.&lt;br /&gt;yeurrrgghh. i like cold drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we settled on the siglap area; STARBUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;X))))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wasnt regrettin then.&lt;br /&gt;at first, we thought of gg to haagen daz, (in siglap too)&lt;br /&gt;but then, it was crowded!&lt;br /&gt;damn those ice-cream-eating ppl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so starbucks it is.&lt;br /&gt;not that i was complainin.&lt;br /&gt;it was perfectly fine.&lt;br /&gt;i love starbucks at siglap.&lt;br /&gt;cos its so peaceful &amp; the ambience ovr there is wayy cooler than tamp's starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;crowded 24/7.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; u noe what, it's also smoke free. (the starbucks at siglap)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we searched for a place, INSIDE.&lt;br /&gt;not many seats left for us. we had like 6 ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so. these grp of &lt;s&gt;mats &lt;/s&gt;malay guys gave up their seats to us.&lt;br /&gt;cool dudes.&lt;br /&gt;we had this comfy couch &amp; a few chairs to ourselves!&lt;br /&gt;that was way awesome.&lt;br /&gt;i tried &lt;strong&gt;the oreo cheesecake&lt;/strong&gt;. pretty stuff.&lt;br /&gt;mum ordered banana choc ice blended (the newbies)&lt;br /&gt;it was okay. then, this malay girl who worked at the shop, gave us free samples of this awesome drink, that's only gonna come out in july! how cool is that?!&lt;br /&gt;each of us tasted the awesome drink.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted more. very chocolatey. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum discussed the holiday plans wif both my uncle &amp;amp; aunty.&lt;br /&gt;i just stoned.&lt;br /&gt;till bout 10++++++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha. how cool is that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wednes-day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a happy day.&lt;br /&gt;yeah. the sun was shining.&lt;br /&gt;ok, that was lame.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm. me, shuu &amp; hana went out to catch &lt;strong&gt;X-MEN III!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahhh. cool movie.&lt;br /&gt;wait. im not supposed to comment on the movie first. must talk bout the journey &amp;amp; stuff.&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhhhh. so, we met at 11am at simei mrt platform.&lt;br /&gt;u wont wanna noe what happened.&lt;br /&gt;being me, BLUR as usual.&lt;br /&gt;i thought the mrt platform was outside the mrt station there..&lt;br /&gt;when it was infact upstairs (u hv to tap ur ez-link card &amp; take the escalator up.. etc)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; smore i had difficulty contacting shuu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS.&lt;br /&gt;i went up. we took the train.&lt;br /&gt;dropped at cityhall to change trains.&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. the destination: LIDO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we watched the 1225pm movie.&lt;br /&gt;hana was trying to influence to choose poseidon instead of X-MEN. cos her frens say it was boring &amp; all &amp;amp; disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;but noo it wasnt!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. so they finally listened to me (i was practically begging them as if my life depended on the movie)&lt;br /&gt;we got tix, at theatre 1! x)&lt;br /&gt;u'll know in just a bit why i'd put the exclamation sign. haha.&lt;br /&gt;we got fd frm macs. things were cool.&lt;br /&gt;until the part where we'd to order popcorn. shuu wanted &lt;strong&gt;salty &lt;/strong&gt;popcorn. eeeyeurghhh.&lt;br /&gt;we settled on mixed popcorn; both salty &amp; sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.&lt;br /&gt;the theatre 1, i mentioned earlier on...&lt;br /&gt;was huge! really. humongous!!&lt;br /&gt;colourful lights. nice seats. way wayyyy cool.&lt;br /&gt;HUGE SCREEN. super loud sound system&lt;br /&gt;how cool is that. (x&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; best of all, there were not many ppl!&lt;br /&gt;hehhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they played many &lt;s&gt;stupid &lt;/s&gt;redundant commercials.&lt;br /&gt;like seriously man,&lt;br /&gt;the SUPERBAND commercial! wth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay rightt.&lt;br /&gt;the movie. AWESOME. COOL, PRETTY STUFF. GREAT. &lt;strong&gt;NOT &lt;/strong&gt;DISAPPOINTING!!!!&lt;br /&gt;u get my point right?&lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;so to some ppl, the part where cyclops died&lt;br /&gt;it was like super depressing uh.&lt;br /&gt;okayyyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;but prof X DIED!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;like, that's the most depressing!   )=&lt;br /&gt;erggghhhh. jean grey is a freak!&lt;br /&gt;&amp; to think wolverine is SO deeply in love wif her.   how sweeetttt.&lt;br /&gt;NOT.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahhaahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;it was like below 0degrees in the cinema. (that's what i think lah. cos straightaway when they show the credits.. we went to the toilet; which was inside the cinema)&lt;br /&gt;so cool rightt.  (=&lt;br /&gt;we took loads of pics in the toilet. haha.    &lt;strong&gt;WE RULE THE TOILET! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we walked ard. then guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRACE &amp; XIN XUAN!&lt;br /&gt;nyahhhhhhhhahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suspense only.&lt;br /&gt;so we walked ard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then hana brought us to see her new fren (a girl) at far east.&lt;br /&gt;well. its cool.  new frens are cool.  (=&lt;br /&gt;so we went to cityhall. cos hana needed to go citybank.&lt;br /&gt;but then when we got there,&lt;br /&gt;her mum said it was at dhoby ghaut. so we had to take the train AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;we got lost.&lt;br /&gt;we ended up at NOVENA. hahahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;lameness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we ate ljs at dhoby ghaut. spooky, eery &amp; ppl-less.&lt;br /&gt;haha. but cool place still.&lt;br /&gt;we got lost again. &amp;amp; ended up at singapore museum.&lt;br /&gt;we walked all the way to bugis,&lt;br /&gt;actually.. not so much at bugis. but near there lah.&lt;br /&gt;we took bus 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;superrr longgg journey....................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to hana's hse for a while, at simei&lt;br /&gt;shuu prayed. i cant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;so that was what happened.&lt;br /&gt;cool day huh?&lt;br /&gt;(x&lt;br /&gt;okay. so lots of stupid &amp; unneccesary stuff hpnd.&lt;br /&gt;but stil, we fun ard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;NO. PRETTY PRETTY HUNK.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-114924337869996001?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/114924337869996001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=114924337869996001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/114924337869996001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/114924337869996001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2006/06/boosh.html' title='boosh!'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-114916749828239606</id><published>2006-06-01T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T06:11:38.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>paul twohill drives me nuts!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;alrightttttt!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PAUL TWOHILL made it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yayyyyy. madnesss. i know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but heck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it's all happening to me again. like all over. arghhhhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;singapore idol fever.   geez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my votes did not go to waste!   x)))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;heh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i know its not the finals yet. arghhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;alright. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;u smell pretty.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-114916749828239606?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/114916749828239606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=114916749828239606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/114916749828239606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/114916749828239606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2006/06/paul-twohill-drives-me-nuts.html' title='paul twohill drives me nuts!'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-114896517800847778</id><published>2006-05-29T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T21:59:38.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>june hols!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;it's the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt; JUNE HOLIDAYS &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;yipeeee! hip-hip-hoorayy! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&amp; it also means more catching up to do. wif studies, of course. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;grr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and also more funnin'. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;sunday 28/5/06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;dad worked. oh god. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;me mom &amp; sister went to elli's hse. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;but before that, we went to a &lt;em&gt;jemputan; &lt;/em&gt;nad's sister's wedding. (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;anyways, it was pouring. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;but the &lt;em&gt;majlis &lt;/em&gt;was still as meriah. plus the fd was superb. really. and the entertainment &amp; all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;nad was gorgeous. i saw the &lt;em&gt;pengantin. &lt;/em&gt;very sweet.  (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;waited for felin for quite a while. but still, she didnt come. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;so, we went hm first, to change clothes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;then after that, went to kak ati's hse.  xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;elli can walk!! ohmigosh.   very very very cute.  *sashaying her butt*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;then, we watched &lt;strong&gt;honey&lt;/strong&gt;, which was on cable; HBO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;it was nice. jessica alba was so fine in that movie.  x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;then at night, dad fetched us all &amp; brought us to watch movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;elli &lt;strong&gt;salam-ed &lt;/strong&gt;me &amp;amp; kissed me! oh so cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and the strangest thing happened. she said bye to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;dejavu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;it reminded me abit of the baby in the son of the mask!!  i was taken aback, very.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hahahahhahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;oh. the cutiepie.  (((((((((((((((((((((((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;abg sham's motorbike got stolen. poor thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;we watched &lt;strong&gt;OVER THE HEDGE. &lt;/strong&gt;heh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and guess what!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i saw abg rizal (abg sham's bro)  at TM; the golden village area. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;wif his fiancee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;argh argh argh.  =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;so anyways, we walked ard for quite abit cos there's still time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;dad bought a hotdog. we walked ard smore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;there's sales at CONVERSE, ppl!   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;so anyways, i bought ben &amp; jerry's choc fudge brownie ice-cream.  it was yummy yummy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&amp;&amp;amp; the movie was funtastic in a cute way! i love it.   ((x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;the cartoon characters were very cute. as usual, dreamworks production is always satisfying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;thumbs up.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&amp; i totally missed las vegas!  argh argh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;special guest stars: pussy cat dolls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;can you feel the vibe?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-114896517800847778?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/114896517800847778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=114896517800847778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/114896517800847778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/114896517800847778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2006/05/june-hols.html' title='june hols!'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-114857023046404866</id><published>2006-05-25T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T08:17:10.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tg</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every once in a while an authentic grassroots buzz is born at the fingertips of a vastly talented musician. Using nothing but an undeniable charm and an unstoppable musical mind, Teddy Geiger has captivated a frenzy of fans worthy of the most mainstream artists.&lt;br /&gt;One listen to Teddy's raspy voice and it's easy to see where this buzz comes from. At 16, Teddy writes songs that wear the weathered heart of an artist whose insights go far beyond his years. Teddy seasons his songs with the cutting edge of new school pop and the musical sophistication of a soul informed by rock's glory days. His voice is something he has made completely his own, reminiscent of the incomparable pipes of unique artists like John Mayer, Chris Martin and Dashboard Confessional, with a touch of Cat Stevens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;With looks like he was just peeled off the set of "The O.C.," his deep blue eyes, offset by a shag of black hair, will pull you in with as much force as his lyrics. Teddy writes of his friends: "We walked so slow / over ladders and through windows that let in the snow / that we have no reason to cut our time in half."&lt;br /&gt;Teddy, a songwriting prodigy, is a self-taught musician who wrote and arranged complete compositions on guitar and piano by age eight. Songs seem to pour from his head as instinctively as his grassroots fans (aka "Tedheads") pour into local venues to watch him perform. Using his music as his only marketing tool, Teddy has managed to generate a self-made fan base that attracts both weak-kneed teenage girls and rabid music fans hungry for meaningful rock and roll. After a gig packed with 500 plus at a Rochester concert spot, a fan wrote on one of the many Teddy Geiger internet message boards: "That was the highlight of my day, no my week, no my life. I'm almost jealous of myself that I got to see him in person."&lt;br /&gt;It was not a surprise that Teddy Geiger caught the attention of one of the music industry's most discerning ears for platinum sounds. After a national performance as of the Finalist on VH1's "In Search of the New Partridge Family," producer Billy Mann--the industry's go-to guy for artists like Sting, Pink, Jessica and Ashlee Simpson, and Kelly Rowland--became Teddy's champion. Bill was so passionate about Teddy's talent that he jumped on board to secure Underage Thinking, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Teddy Geiger's debut album, for release on Columbia Records. Billy describes Teddy as, "A waterfall of talent who has natural blessings of - well - everything! He is an amazing and prolific songwriter with a signature-sounding voice and point of view at only 16 that any artist would kill for. I cannot wait to see how his career unfolds, and I know to bring the seatbelt!"&lt;br /&gt;Teddy has been cast as a rising young pop star in "Love Monkey," a CBS television pilot based on the novel by Kyle Smith. "Love Monkey"--also starring Tom Cavanaugh, Jason Priestly, Larenz Tate, and Judy Greer--chronicles the dramatic and comedic misadventures of a 30-something record executive.&lt;br /&gt;Teddy's humble presence shines both on and off the stage. His incredible gifts exist in harmony with his genuine personality and photogenic good looks. In a recent Rochester Battle of the Bands, Teddy emerged as the $1000 grand prize winner and donated his winnings to Tsunami relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's Teddy Geiger's undeniable talent, coupled with a lovable charisma, that's propelling him to the forefront of today's musical scene as a highly-anticipated breakthrough career artists. Keep your ears and eyes open for Teddy Geiger.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-114857023046404866?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/114857023046404866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=114857023046404866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/114857023046404866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/114857023046404866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2006/05/tg.html' title='tg'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-114735899165207302</id><published>2006-05-11T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T07:49:51.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>chris daughtry, i love you</title><content type='html'>i am so depressed. i am in a wreck.&lt;br /&gt;i hate those bloody americans who did not vote for &lt;em&gt;chris.&lt;/em&gt; stupid effin america!&lt;br /&gt;how could they choose katherine ovr &lt;em&gt;chris?!!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh argh argh argh argh argh argh!&lt;br /&gt;my heart was shattered to a million pieces seeing my favourite contestant leaving. urgh!&lt;br /&gt;i hate those bloody americans. shitty americans. &lt;em&gt;are they blind?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its obvious &lt;em&gt;chris &lt;/em&gt;did so much better in ytd's performance.&lt;br /&gt;its really depressing. oh god.&lt;br /&gt;my heart just breaks seeing himleaving. he has such rare talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a rare diamond. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and hes my favourite. i watch AI bcos of him. hes so hot.&lt;br /&gt;how i wished i could vote. and maybe, change his fate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chris daughtry rocks. has always. will always. been always.&lt;br /&gt;hes my american idol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;how could they do this to him?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-to all chris daughtry fans, this is not the end!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;he'll always be in our hearts. my heart. ('= &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-114735899165207302?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/114735899165207302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=114735899165207302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/114735899165207302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/114735899165207302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2006/05/chris-daughtry-i-love-you.html' title='chris daughtry, i love you'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-114717811154133850</id><published>2006-05-09T04:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T05:41:11.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mission possible.</title><content type='html'>hey.&lt;br /&gt;so nothing much happened in sch today. not that i could think of.. except for eng period.&lt;br /&gt;it was rather fun cos we were supposed to give speeches on why u shd become head student of discipline. random numbers were called out.&lt;br /&gt;grace's speech was gd and rather.. inspiring. and i realised too what a tall girl she was. really.&lt;br /&gt;xin xuan, wei jia, yee ching, yanti were a few who got sabo-ed.&lt;br /&gt;then. yanti called out my register no. oh god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;reluctantly, &lt;/em&gt;i got up to read my speech. we were judged according to content, gestures, posture n eye contact.&lt;br /&gt;hey and guess what? surprisingly, i won for my round. haha. that's so crap. (=&lt;br /&gt;then i sabo-ed fezra. fezra sabo-ed huda. and huda sabo-ed hui min.&lt;br /&gt;* hui min is so hilarious! i mean, seriously. she talked like shes running for a king/president position. its so sloww. and the language she used! oh my.&lt;br /&gt;after eng was amath. we got back our pprs. i did okay, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;and huda passed! yay! im so happy for her as this is her first time passing amath. finally, the taste of success. yay. u go gf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sat, 6th May&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;atiqah, fezra and i went to huda's place for SS proj. we didnt really do much although there were like what.. a laptop n a computer. we got so distracted wif songs, celebs, friendster blah blahh..&lt;br /&gt;but we still managed to finish on our pwpoint slides. me and huda had BK fro breakfast whereas atiqah and fezra had KFC.&lt;br /&gt;Bk is so much better. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sun, 7th May&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the evening, dad sent us to TM. i needed to get a bottle and my flip flops. we ended up having a shopping spree! haha.&lt;br /&gt;sister bought jeans, tops and lots of clothes frm giordano. so unfair. cos mum's fren gave her money to buy jeans and otr stuff..&lt;br /&gt;mum bought me ripples flip flops and an a bottle frm sportslink. i saw loads of stuff i wanted to get frm sportslink! this addidas green jacket representing brazil caught my eye. it costs 89 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;we walked along the linkway. there was SK jewellery shop. so we entered to take a look ard.&lt;br /&gt;mum ended up buying herself a pearl ring. she had always wanted one, according to her.. i wanted the black retro ring.&lt;br /&gt;the man who attended to us was very nice and convincing. he wanted my mum to buy me a ring also. haha.&lt;br /&gt;double happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wed, 3rd May&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it was the premiere of M:I:III!&lt;/em&gt; dad, mum, sis and I watched the movie at bugis. it was awesome, really. the effects and stunts blew me away. tom cruise was still hot as evr. and such a wonderful actor, i must say. this movie is packed wif so much action that it got me (and everyone too) sitting off the edges of our seats. not to mention it has its humorous moments. i love it love it love it love it.&lt;br /&gt;jonathan rhys meyers looks hot in this movie. a very cute guy playing as one of the agents.&lt;br /&gt;i especially liked the part where he'd to pose as atourist, with glasses and a camera slung around his neck. nerdish i know, but still cute in a way.&lt;br /&gt;maggie Q is one hot chick. gahh. and the main actress (i can't remember her name) playing as Tom cruise's wife is hot too. (=&lt;br /&gt;once again, i stress to all of u that yall shd watch this great movie while u still can simply.. for the awesome cast and mind-blowing cinematics. yes. this movie is a thumbs-up. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i've got a way to work this way out. and you know how.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-114717811154133850?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/114717811154133850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=114717811154133850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/114717811154133850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/114717811154133850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2006/05/mission-possible.html' title='mission possible.'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-114657848530304469</id><published>2006-05-02T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T07:01:25.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dahlia rocks. (:</title><content type='html'>i cut my hair on my mom's birthday, which was on last wed.&lt;br /&gt;we went to swensens at parkway. it was a small celebration, but nice otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;me and dad treat her.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i love my hair. took it from one of my mags and showed it to the guy.&lt;br /&gt;next day in sch, everyone said it looks fresh and nice. (=&lt;br /&gt;yup, i think so too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it's been a while since i blogged. and a lot of things happened but i can't possibly list them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sat- 29/4/06&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had to meet up wif the girls: atiqah yanti fezra huda to discuss bout our SS ca. we met up at interchange. i arrived late and was terribly sorry for that. it was the damn bus.&lt;br /&gt;then, we took the train to bugis. we went to the national library. i wanted to return my janet evanovich's books. hung up.&lt;br /&gt;me and yanti are completely hung up on her books, so we went to borrow more.&lt;br /&gt;yes, i've turned into a bookworm. and then we realised we couldn't discuss at the adults' section cos it was too quiet.&lt;br /&gt;so we went to the children's section. it was noisy there anyways. lots of small kids running around. (=&lt;br /&gt;i started telling &lt;em&gt;blonde&lt;/em&gt; jokes. and we kept calling yanti blonde cos she was slow.&lt;br /&gt;haha. we still got things done even though we got distracted most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;we planned to watch &lt;strong&gt;take the lead&lt;/strong&gt; at bugis. but apparently, all the cinemas were not showing the movie anymore! (we had to check the newspaper at 7-11 and risk ourselves being caught by the cashiers. but that did not happen.)&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;in the end, we went to lido to try to catch the 3pm &lt;strong&gt;aquamarine&lt;/strong&gt; show. we were rushing all the way. we got lost and so frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;but we reached lido at last! we had difficulty finding the ticket counters. we were so foolish.&lt;br /&gt;we smuggled macdonalds into the cinema cos all of us were starved.&lt;br /&gt;and you know what. the movie was not bad at all. infact, i enjoyed it!&lt;br /&gt;it was a different kind of romance-chic-flick.  i teared at some parts.&lt;br /&gt;this movie is highly recommended for two best friends who would do anything for their friendship. (=&lt;br /&gt;after the show, we went to the ladies to relieve ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;since then, we kept calling each other blondes. huda finally got her vanilla milkshake from macs.&lt;br /&gt;me and fezra were laughing throughout the whole journey home. what a kuhhrazy sight!&lt;br /&gt;the crapping never ceased.&lt;br /&gt;i think we were a bit too loud. but heck.&lt;br /&gt;poor fezra didnt get to snap neoprints. we stopped by borders cos huda wanted to get &lt;strong&gt;someone like you cd! &lt;/strong&gt;that place rocks. i got to listen to my jason mraz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;labour day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it was 1/5's birthday! i was so glad that they had the fivers' gathering cos i missed em terribly.&lt;/em&gt; apparently, wida could not go and atiqah could not go at the last minute cos she was still sick. i met up with aisha and naz at the tamp interchange before heading off to ally's house.&lt;br /&gt;her house was near the school. we met ann and steph at the day &amp; night shop. steph wore a mini skirt! which she made herself.&lt;br /&gt;it was sort of torn and battered and had safety pins all ovr. aisha said it looked like it was frm the garbage bin. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;we met veron, steph leong, annabelle, grace tan, pei qi, jocelyn and nicole at the bus stp infrnt of tkss.&lt;br /&gt;and then we walked to ally's condo. her place rocks, besides the interrogation by the security guards.&lt;br /&gt;dahlia, joan and ally were already there.&lt;br /&gt;the sisters and grace and pei qi and veron filled balloons with water. meanwhile, me, aisha, dahlia, nadia, ally and joan played volleyball in the waters.&lt;br /&gt;ally got so wet when she had to retrieve the ball in the middle of the pool.&lt;br /&gt;dahlia brought her jukebox. (= there was pumping music and food.&lt;br /&gt;we played charades. it was super funny. i could not act out at all.&lt;br /&gt;veron was so cute! so was aisha.&lt;br /&gt;we played hide &amp;amp; seek. grace and veron were the seekers. they could not find aisha nadia and me. in the end, we had to come out. see how good we are?&lt;br /&gt;although there were only like 16 ppl, the party was still great. (=&lt;br /&gt;and then it poured. so we retreated to ally's place, where it was all nice warm and cosy. we ate the cake bought by the sisters. it was mango cake.&lt;br /&gt;yummy. i loved it.&lt;br /&gt;we crapped a lot.&lt;br /&gt;at six, me aisha nadia naz ann and steph had to go. the rest stayed on. we hugged each other.&lt;br /&gt;it was so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;i miss 2/5 terribly. the best class evr. (=&lt;br /&gt;i hope we hv another gathring. soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-114657848530304469?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/114657848530304469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=114657848530304469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/114657848530304469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/114657848530304469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2006/05/dahlia-rocks.html' title='dahlia rocks. (:'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-114354321878082379</id><published>2006-03-28T02:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T02:53:38.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>netball.</title><content type='html'>hey.  so, i just got back frm trng.&lt;br /&gt;trng was fun! &lt;strong&gt;YAY!   &lt;/strong&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;at first i thought trng starts at 230. so i was like shit oh shit. cos i havnt eat lunch and change.&lt;br /&gt;but then, after eating lunch wif yanti n farah.. i discovered the otrs were still at the foyer.&lt;br /&gt;i ate fish 'n' chips. very tasty. haha. listened to farah complaining how she'd eaten a lot these past few days instead of dieting. haha.&lt;br /&gt;then i gave her some advise. listen ah. *coughs, clears throat*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;u SHOULD NOT go on diets as u will tend to eat more instead of shedding those extra weight. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. (:&lt;br /&gt;anyways, TRNG.&lt;br /&gt;emil, yana, yuni, bindhya, zidd, amanda, olivia, yi si, wen ning, jing were there.&lt;br /&gt;woosh. x)&lt;br /&gt;at first, we jog stride sprint( 2 sets) secondly, we jog sprint jog (2 sets as well)&lt;br /&gt;warm-ups. then we did stretching. emil made some funny stuff. trng perks up when she n yana are ard. (:  two of my fav snrs.&lt;br /&gt;then, we did straight shuttle. 100 passes. woosh.&lt;br /&gt;then, we did australian tramps. each person had to go 5x. i love this drill the most. heh.&lt;br /&gt;3rd drill was the square ball. (in sec 1s, i was like so blurr and confused when it comes to this)&lt;br /&gt;next, we did split ball! haha.&lt;br /&gt;finally, we played a game. netball game at the basketball court -__-&lt;br /&gt;cos jnrs using netball court. so there were 2 grps (1 grp of 5 n 1 grp of 6)&lt;br /&gt;i belonged to the grp of 6. me together wif emil, yi si, amanda, olivia n yuni. x)&lt;br /&gt;so they started first since they hv only 5 ppl.&lt;br /&gt;the game was fun. and funny!  cos when we were attacking, NOBODY defended us. heh&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, we also forgot to defend them when they attacking. haha.&lt;br /&gt;we kept scoring. cos got yi si what. and the otr grp was 'pissed' at me cos i kept intercepting their ball. i tagged wen ning everywhere she went so that she cant shoot xD&lt;br /&gt;i dint noe i can actually defend. ooh&lt;br /&gt;lastly, we did crunches. hoorah, my fav!  4 sets of 40( frnt, side side, frnt)&lt;br /&gt;yana kept asking which nm i prefer; wani or syaz. obviously, SYAZ right. lol&lt;br /&gt;then we did push-ups. and then that supergirl thing (thats what yana calls it)&lt;br /&gt;u lie flat on ur stomache right. then u lift ur whole body up, only using ur elbows.&lt;br /&gt;the trick is to stay as long as u can. (in that position)   it gives u ebbs (:&lt;br /&gt;trng ends at 5.  and if im not wrong, that would be the last LAST time the snrs are trng wif us!!!!&lt;br /&gt;oh gosh. so depressing!  cos, their mid yrs are in 3 wks time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;im gonna miss them so much. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;thank you for everything.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dance like this.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;u shd listen to this song. [taken frm dirty dancing 2]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;singers- wyclef jean/claudette ortiz&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;shakira n this guy sort of renewed this song also. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-114354321878082379?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/114354321878082379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=114354321878082379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/114354321878082379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/114354321878082379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2006/03/netball_28.html' title='netball.'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-114330417442581050</id><published>2006-03-25T08:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T08:29:34.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4570/787/1600/farah%20(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 292px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px" height="220" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4570/787/320/hols%21%20003.jpg" width="291" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4570/787/1600/chris%20daughtry.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 153px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px" height="237" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4570/787/320/chris%20daughtry.1.jpg" width="158" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4570/787/1600/chris%20daughtry.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, i give u some random pics. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-114330417442581050?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/114330417442581050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=114330417442581050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/114330417442581050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/114330417442581050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2006/03/and-now-i-give-u-some-random-pics.html' title=''/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-114330342588161585</id><published>2006-03-25T07:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T08:17:05.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my paper heart.</title><content type='html'>so, i dint really say what i did during the hols.&lt;br /&gt;haha. i was so darn busy till i couldnt spent some time wif myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sunday, 12 march '06&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;whole family set off to port dickson, m'sia. dad drove there for nearly 5hrs.. he rock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;we stayed at &lt;em&gt;tiara resort. &lt;/em&gt;it was very big and... er, nice. it was like dwntwn east. there were bikes for rental, this super fun swimming place n lots of stuff to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;so, we gotta check in first. our room was okay, i suppose. while waiting for the room to be tidied, we ate at this restaurant. cool place, nice food. (: me n mom ate &lt;em&gt;ala carte, &lt;/em&gt;dad n sis ate &lt;em&gt;buffet. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;we were so full after that. gosh. i couldnt sit straight cos my stomache was so bloated. =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;by the time we got bk to our room, it was still not tidied. their service was super slow and very bad. luckily, dad handled the situation w/out much difficulty cos he worked in hotels b4; public r'ships.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;later, me n sis went swimming at the fun place. cos there were like slides/rides and all. it was like 2 in one; a playground located at the swimming pool. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;we had a smashing time. xD   so kiddish. haha, but loads of fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;of course before that, we had applied sunblock lotion. and somemore, the sun was beating down mercilessly on us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;then, we bumped into mum's fren's children. so we played together..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;haha. i was the oldest. =x  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;but whatevr. there was this obstacle course;    rules:  for children below 12.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;but i went anyways. and the man-in-charge did not hv a clue.  mahahaaah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;at night, we ate dinner.  then, there was the movie "the pacifier" being played.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;so we watched for a while b4 gg bk to the hotel. the movie was so funny. x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the nxt day, &lt;em&gt;13 march '06&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;it was my sister's birthday!  x)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;so, we went swimming again. still couldnt get enough of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;this time round, asked dad along. we went at the big waterfall. water rushing dwn from a great height, the impact was really strong. dad could take the pressure, i cant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;ard noon, we checked out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tues, 14 march '06&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;met up wif my lit grp ard 5+ at paya lebar bus stp. me jy wj waited for pei kee to arrive, more like we waited for her mum to fetch us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;we went to pei khee's hse to do the pwpoint slides. wahhhh. she was very strict.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;cannot sit on bed, cannot on 'noisy music', cannot touch her soft toys...  haha. so funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;so i was typing.. then, like very silent. cos we realised there was no music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;so, we on songs (much to pk's reluctance), lol.   she kept complaining it was too loud n kept minimising the volume!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;aiyoh. it was very soft.  then once, she wanted to play the norah jones cd.   wah piang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;luckily, she didnt play.  we could hv died!   oh btw, her condo was quite exquisite, her car too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;then, wj complained she was starving. and she wld die if she nvr eat.   at first jy n wj were considering to order pizza anot. cos its only the 2 of em eating. wj asked me if i want to eat, i said can lah. and she spanked me cos she said i was slow.   hurh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;so we ordered canadian pizza lah; had to ask mom for the number first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;after ordering, jy realised she had no $$.  pk was so furious.   haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;so when the pizza guy came, jy n pk went out to pay.  wj wanted to type, i sat there contributing ideas..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;then we ate hawaian pizza n spicy chicken pizza.  wj found the SC pizza spicy.  she actually ate capsicums.  =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;so after filling our stomaches wif fd,  we wiped the table.  ahah. b4 proceeding into the room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;we got so tired, so we just talked n crapped.  we did quite a lot too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;the whole thing ended at ard 9+.  mom n dad were already waiting dwnstairs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;wj n jy asked if they cld get a lift frm me. so i said okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;dad sent em to payar lebar.  stupid day (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;weds, 15 march '06&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;had cheerlead in sch. azrina n cheryl were the only ones who did not turn up. but its okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;practise still went as per normal. added new steps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;practised till noon. then, drrama girls went off.  so me huda jacq went to eat lunch at PP, banquet.  (:    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;we chatted a lot ah,  -from girls to guys.  x)   stupid stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;thurs, 16 march '06&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;had cheerlead practise again in sch, in the morn.  got chased off soon later cos apparebtly, the lower secondary needed to use the void deck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;so we went to jacq's hse!   yayy, her place rocks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;we practised n practised n practised.  cos the nxt day was the competition. we had to practise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;then yanti had to leave at 2, cos if not, her mom would ban her frm the competition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;that could not hpn! so we had to let her off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;we practised like a million times.  waahhh. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;then hsin-yu lynette isabella came to the studio.  cos lynette n isabella (yanti's lit grp members went to hsin-yu's hse)  and they're not evn in the same grp! haha. hilarious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;went home soon after.  then at the tampines intrchg, this &lt;em&gt;mat, out of nowhere &lt;/em&gt;suddenly approached me to ask some stuff.  he evn walked wif me for quite a distance b4 finally backing off.  haha.   cos i just ignored him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was it. a summary of the events during the hols. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;my paper heart  will bleed.&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/10278569-114330342588161585?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/114330342588161585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=114330342588161585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/114330342588161585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/114330342588161585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-paper-heart.html' title='my paper heart.'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-114302176812925821</id><published>2006-03-22T01:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T02:02:48.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>stress.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i was very depressed. i dont know why..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i think this is one of my worst moodswings. i feel stressed, depressed, pathetic, sucky..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;ppl kept asking me if im alright. i am fine. today's just not my day okay. thx for the concern though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;sorry if some ppl felt like im ignoring them. i wasnt in a good mood, at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;when i reached home, i just sat in a corner, stoning..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;so, i prayed. and, i broke down. like real badly.. but after that, i felt much much better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;there was once, i got really really stressed. there was cheerleading, projects and all.. my mum kept nagging at me.. that time was really really bad. i wanted to inflict pain on myself. but i was too afraid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;so yeah. nowadays, i cant really predict my moodswings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the little things u do, that makes me happy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-114302176812925821?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-114265930766456536</id><published>2006-03-17T21:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T02:47:13.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cheerleading!</title><content type='html'>hello hello.&lt;br /&gt;ytd was the cheerleading preliminaries. my oh my.&lt;br /&gt;we came as early as 630am. to practise of course. we practise like the entire of thurs at jacq's hse.&lt;br /&gt;the competition started at bout 8+..&lt;br /&gt;sec 3s were up first. 3/1 first, second was 3/2 and so on...&lt;br /&gt;3/1 was not bad. part of their cheer was amusing. 3/2 was good. EVIL. haha.&lt;br /&gt;very coordinated. 3/3 was good too! though their song was abit like aerobics. hah.&lt;br /&gt;eunice was smiling frm ear to ear all the way! so cute! their costumes were eye-catching and colourful. (:&lt;br /&gt;3/4 had red skirts on. similar like 3/5 2 yrs back (amirah's class). 3/5 got forfeited.&lt;br /&gt;nadia's class, 3/6 used the l.o.v.e song. quite nice. nadia was very sexyy. ooohh. (x&lt;br /&gt;3/7 was just before us! i didnt get to see em perform cos we had to gather one last time.&lt;br /&gt;we gave encouragement to one another.  me and yanti practised one last time.&lt;br /&gt;and the moment we've all been waiting for/ dreading for finally arrived when the mc called for 3/8. the crowd cheered n screamed.&lt;br /&gt;the music, &lt;em&gt;absolutely everybody &lt;/em&gt;blasted, thats our cue to begin.&lt;br /&gt;we worked it, worked it real hard. we screamed our lungs out. we smiled till we teared. but most imptly, we had fun. (:&lt;br /&gt;i tried smiling at the judges (mdm khoo, mdm lee n mrs kong) but they looked so &lt;em&gt;sianed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ended wif therese falling off. BOOM! that was so cool!&lt;br /&gt;all paid off as we received positive responses frm fellow classmates. &lt;em&gt;oh and btw, the whole class was not there to support. only like one eighth of the class came. &lt;/em&gt;urgh, pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;then, it was the lower secondary's turn. so, me aisha farah yanti atiqah n azrina settled dwn to watch em.&lt;br /&gt;the sec 2s were average, i guess. although, there were a few better ones.&lt;br /&gt;sec 1s were by far, the worst. haha. really. i think our batch was better. (:&lt;br /&gt;my fav has to be 1/5 n 1/7. they stood out, the best. yay!&lt;br /&gt;fivers rule, &lt;em&gt;others drool.&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;spirit of fivers live on.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and whats wif pink? ohmigosh. most of the sec 1s wear pink. not to mention the pink was like striking and im blinded by it.&lt;br /&gt;i think the judges share my sympathies.&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. as i was saying, some of the sec 1s came up totally unprepared.&lt;br /&gt;most of em &lt;strong&gt;loved &lt;/strong&gt;the drain soo much cos they were just huddled up by the corner, near the drain. -___-   instead of making full use of the wide open spaces given.&lt;br /&gt;1/2 was err.. the worst. at first, they were alright. but later on, they stopped to discuss.&lt;br /&gt;they evn argued bout what to do nxt. OH GOSH.&lt;br /&gt;so like the whole time they &lt;em&gt;were supposed &lt;/em&gt;to entertain us, they were just bickering among themselves. they wasted like everyone's time.&lt;br /&gt;i was so pissed. luckily, mrs tan told em something and they got &lt;em&gt;shooed &lt;/em&gt;off. they performed later.&lt;br /&gt;me and farah are mean mean snrs cos we couldn stp laughing the entire time the sec 1s were cheerleading.&lt;br /&gt;who would wear jeans?  its a &lt;strong&gt;cheerleading competition, for goodness sake. &lt;/strong&gt;some wore shorts/ pe shirt.&lt;br /&gt;haha. laugh.  funny sia.&lt;br /&gt;so i can definitely conclude one thing. &lt;em&gt;our batch is definitely way way better than this. &lt;/em&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;after the whole thing ended, me farah yanti n atiqah went to PP to eat.&lt;br /&gt;we ate at banquet cos me n farah are like against fast fd. haha.&lt;br /&gt;it was still pretty early. most shops hv nt opened yet.&lt;br /&gt;the 4 of us ate chicken rice. &lt;strong&gt;me n yanti ordered the set meals, the ones which came wif vggies. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. i was totally promoting healthy eating. (:&lt;br /&gt;marissa tang n the sec 2 netballers were there too. then zidd n her frens came. she approached me n patted my head. and messed up my hair!  ackk.&lt;br /&gt;so we walked ard PP. we went to &lt;strong&gt;topshop. so much eye candy! i wanted to buy evrything! &lt;/strong&gt;we went esprit n royal sporting hse. farah wanted to buy this adiddas jacket, so we were like checking out.&lt;br /&gt;oh, and we bumped into clara wj n jia xin. haha.&lt;br /&gt;we went gramaphone. this new shop which just opened at the basement.&lt;br /&gt;the place was smashing awesome n rocking! (x&lt;br /&gt;so i listened to &lt;em&gt;all american rejects,&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;lifehouse, green day live tour, kelly n ashlee. &lt;/em&gt;awesome hits! i think im gonna buy all american rejects. cool stuff.&lt;br /&gt;and there was  movies section, atiqah's fav place.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.. cool place. &lt;br /&gt;we finally went home cos atiqah is gg out wif her cous.. we took 31.&lt;br /&gt;i forgot it was the friday's prayers. then at the ITE bus stp, there was like a million ppl.&lt;br /&gt;argh. mostly ite guys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bottomline: i had a rocking time! farah is just so fun to be wif. funny woman (:   she fell in love wif this tee at royal sporting hse which says &lt;em&gt;i love roddick. &lt;/em&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;BOOM explosion, 3/8 explosion!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-114265930766456536?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/114265930766456536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=114265930766456536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/114265930766456536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/114265930766456536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2006/03/cheerleading.html' title='cheerleading!'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-114209362860900925</id><published>2006-03-11T07:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T08:13:48.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>literature.</title><content type='html'>here are some random pics. haha. (:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4570/787/1600/randomness%20014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4570/787/320/randomness%20014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4570/787/1600/randomness%20024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4570/787/320/randomness%20024.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;pei khee didnt know i took this.                             pei khee's er.. dinner.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4570/787/1600/randomness%20020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 313px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px" height="232" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4570/787/320/randomness%20020.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4570/787/1600/randomness%20026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4570/787/320/randomness%20026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4570/787/1600/randomness%20017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4570/787/320/randomness%20017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4570/787/1600/randomness%20019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4570/787/320/randomness%20019.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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   jing ying &amp; wei jia.                                                   pei khee &amp; me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was an interesting day. met up wif my lit grp at PP, macs. originally, we wanted to go coffee bean but then, jing ying said it was packed. so we had to settle dwn at macs. so sad right?&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;i reached late cos i had to rush hm frm religious classes. and besides it was raining.. there were thunderstorms. (convectional rain)  it was damn scary. so anyways, we discussed bout our poem, NIGHTMARE.&lt;br /&gt;it was a difficult poem. we had to explain bout what it's abt and structure n stuf like that.. it looks damn simple (the language was in its simplest form) but there's more to it than meets the eye.&lt;br /&gt;wei jia was busy wif her hp. so we had to make her stp by surrendering all our hps n put em on the table, together wif hers. haha.&lt;br /&gt;jing ying did most of the work. she contributed like alot of different perspectives of the poem.&lt;br /&gt;she so &lt;em&gt;chim. &lt;/em&gt;most of the time, me n wei jia were like super blur. haha.&lt;br /&gt;we kept laughing ovr silly stuf. i was in a laughing mood. so, i did contribute some ideas.&lt;br /&gt;but of cos they were nt as gd as jy's. shes so ...deep.  and the bloody poem has like a lot alot of repetition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we the silent. men of straw. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had to practically squeeze all of our brain juice to come up wif explanations for the poem. its stupid. and we were like dying.&lt;br /&gt;wei jia insisted on writing. can u actually bliv she n jy fought to write the explanation n stuf? weird right.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, pei khee's eye got really red. (thats how stressful it is..) and evryone started to feel &lt;em&gt;sianed...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but wif perseverance, we managed to complete explaining the whole poem, paragraph by paragraph. and we evn did an ovrview. it ended quite late, at bout 9++.&lt;br /&gt;of cos, we had breaks in btwn.. like pei khee havin her dinner after much hesitation on her choice of fd. sucha health freak!&lt;br /&gt;i offered evryone my fries. but only wei jia declined my offer cos she doesnt fancy fast fd. haha, so cute.&lt;br /&gt;so she n jy went to buy old chang kee n donuts frm outside..&lt;br /&gt;oh, and wei jia told us that she couldnt get a hp or wear contacts only till JC. haha, so cute. she said her mum wun allow.&lt;br /&gt;we crapped a lot too. both jy n wj dun like zhang ziyi cos they say she's nt proud that she's a chinese.  cos i bought a magazine (all bout celebs) and they read it. the mag's like super cool!&lt;br /&gt;and i took photos of em. hee. (:&lt;br /&gt;it was kinda fun. (:   so therefore, i can conclude my lit grp rox big-time!  i love em.&lt;br /&gt;yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dance dance, we're falling apart to half-time..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-114209362860900925?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/114209362860900925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=114209362860900925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/114209362860900925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/114209362860900925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2006/03/literature.html' title='literature.'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-114200495701258465</id><published>2006-03-10T06:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T07:35:57.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>holidays!</title><content type='html'>YAYY! the hols are here. ((x&lt;br /&gt;but we still haf tons n TONS of freaking hw. physics, Amath, chem.&lt;br /&gt;argh. plus hols are like only.. one wk. and ive cheerlead practises n meetings for eng n lit projects.&lt;br /&gt;oh gosh. and im stressed bout the whole cheerlead thing n all.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.. tmr will be a packed day. ive religious classes frm 1-430. and after that, ive to go hm n change clothes n then rush to PP to meet jing ying, wei jia n pei khee for the lit project,&lt;br /&gt;at coffeebeans. thats the only best part (:&lt;br /&gt;i haf to mug. but at the same time, i wanna go out n haf fun.&lt;br /&gt;but i doubt i'll haf the time.  shucks.  and steph asked me to go escape wif her.. i wanna go! (:&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, things will turn out alright. and i can still haf my share of fun.&lt;br /&gt;and oh, my sister's birthday is on monday.&lt;br /&gt;mom n dad are bringing us to this resort in m'sia on sunday. (:  ahh, paradise.&lt;br /&gt;alright.&lt;br /&gt;ooh. i saw aslam at the intrchg ytd. after the netball match. (:&lt;br /&gt;okay. that was so random lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;love was made for me and you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-114200495701258465?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/114200495701258465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=114200495701258465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/114200495701258465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/114200495701258465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2006/03/holidays.html' title='holidays!'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-114200192862849785</id><published>2006-03-10T05:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T06:45:28.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>netball.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4570/787/1600/143AB9A3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4570/787/320/143AB9A3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, its been ages since ive blogged. haha.&lt;br /&gt;i'd been procrastinating these past few days.. which is not a gd thing. haha. cant help it man (=&lt;br /&gt;am chatting wif yanti now. &lt;strong&gt;cheerleaders are supposed to meet online to discuss when to meet like now. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but what the hell. only me yanti and huda are online. pathetic! urghh.&lt;br /&gt;okay whatevr. get ovr it syaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, ytd was the netball match. FINALS of east zones. both b'division &amp; c'division got into finals. YAYY. x)&lt;br /&gt;supporters were released 15mins earlier, transport provided n supply of free fd. &lt;em&gt;mrs lim is so freaking nice. i like her.&lt;/em&gt; anyways, aisha sat wif me on the bus. (=&lt;br /&gt;shes actually supporting the netball team. wooh. jing ying n si qi sat behind us.&lt;br /&gt;so rachel, my nb snr was like giving us instructions when to cheer.&lt;br /&gt;it was at bdk sports hall. so the journey wasnt that long..&lt;br /&gt;and i think damai's principal made the whole supporting thingy an excursion. cos the whole sch came, overruled us tkgians. so kiasu.&lt;br /&gt;crap crap. anyways, c divison's gm was first. against ESSS.&lt;br /&gt;it was an exciting match. got us sitting at the edges of our seats throughout. jy said i had a super loud voice. wahahahaah!&lt;br /&gt;cos i really screamed. i took photos too. they played hard. but its all worthwhile cos we emerged victorious wif a score, 25-19.&lt;br /&gt;if im nt wrong. olivia, C was really gd. i loved the way she jumps. so cute!&lt;br /&gt;and ppl, &lt;em&gt;marissa tang &lt;/em&gt;is a name u shd look out for. she plays GD superbly. and the best part is..&lt;br /&gt;shes only sec 1. (= rock on.&lt;br /&gt;then zidd ran one whole rd wif the &lt;strong&gt;tkgs flag!!&lt;/strong&gt; so cute. everyone was staring at her enviously. then esss followed. kpo lah. but they walked. haha..&lt;br /&gt;we haf the guts babyy. and we did tk philosophy, led by snrs n teachers. mr yong was there. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;marissa mir n farahh joined us later. watch the b division play. it was a tough fight btwn em n damai. although we beat em last yr, we cudnt predict what they might haf up their sleeves this time.&lt;br /&gt;it was so nerve-wrecking okay. the score was either a tie or either teams was leading. AAAHHHH! i screamed n screamed till i cd feel my veins like popping out.&lt;br /&gt;thats how scared how i was. jy kept asking me to relax, but i cudnt. lol.&lt;br /&gt;marissa was like cursing the damaians n umpires the whole time. hee.&lt;br /&gt;stupid GD, it was the same annoying GD. (damai) she kept bumping into ci hui.&lt;br /&gt;stupid umpires didnt see. &lt;strong&gt;blind. &lt;/strong&gt;arghhhh, so frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;after 2 quarters, they were leading by a mere diff. 3rd quarter: we caught up! YAYY. like super power. we were leading in the last quarter; 27-25.&lt;br /&gt;bloody hell. &lt;strong&gt;they caught up yet again. &lt;/strong&gt;oh gosh. i was like hoping the time would stp when we were leading.&lt;br /&gt;asshole. we lost unfortunately. i was super depressed. marissa too. we could feel their agony man. they worked hard. the final score was a bloody 27-29 to em.&lt;br /&gt;so we hugged each otr, for comfort. i took photos wif aish. jy asked me to eat wif her n the rest.&lt;br /&gt;but i had no appetite. shes really sweet. (:&lt;br /&gt;so, i went hm wif aish, liyana n marissa; took 31 to intrchg. me n marissa were planning to burn damai dwn. WAAHAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;den aish was like, "we can bring jodine along.." marissa said she'd probly forget to bring something n just std there looking all blur after me n marissa burn the sch. haha, true..&lt;br /&gt;so, we talked bout lots of stuffs in the bus. and there were lots of ITE guys too. &lt;em&gt;menyemakkan. hahaah..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we hanged out at kfc for a while after i got my milkshake frm macs. =) &lt;strong&gt;chocolate milkshake from macs rock big time. check it out!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, we did like what any otr girly teenagers would do. took nonsensical photos n talked n ate fries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll give you my dirty little secrets..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-114200192862849785?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/114200192862849785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=114200192862849785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/114200192862849785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/114200192862849785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2006/03/netball.html' title='netball.'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-114087195928411561</id><published>2006-02-25T02:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T04:52:41.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid victorians.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;thursday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aisha, marissa, farah, nadia and I went to Vs to support our badminton team. it was the finals; plmgs VS tkgs.&lt;br /&gt;it has always been held in vs.&lt;br /&gt;there was a sea of green when we finally reached their school hall. it was big and spacious and has air-conditioning. obviously, it was much much better than our school hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;urgh&lt;/strong&gt;, so unfair.  anyways, jing ying, sharmaine and shermaine were playing. we were rooting for them. yay!&lt;br /&gt;marissa bought chicken cheese dhosai frm our sch before we went to vs. and she tried to find ways to eat the dhosai before it turned cold. haha.&lt;br /&gt;she didnt want to be uncivilised and eat in the hall. haha..&lt;br /&gt;anyways, we cheered, screamed our lungs out. i could fell my throat go dry.&lt;br /&gt;although the tkgians outnumbered plmgs in supporters, not all of the tkgians who came to support cheered.&lt;br /&gt;some just sat there like statues. and when i screamed "GO TK! C'MON TK" and stuf like that, those bloody sec 1s or sec 2s just stared at me wif expressions what the hell do u think u're doing, all ovr their faces.&lt;br /&gt;crap.  c'mon lah, we did all the cheering. so unenthu.&lt;br /&gt;argh argh.&lt;br /&gt;that was a totally different case for the victorians. they were &lt;strong&gt;SO enthu and semangat kekentalan. &lt;/strong&gt;hahahahaaa...&lt;br /&gt;their voices were extremely low, so i couldnt figure out what they were cheering. that was quite a pity.&lt;br /&gt;some went to the extent of climbing on benches, making noises.&lt;br /&gt;me and marissa couldnt help but roared wif laughter. there was this cheer where they screeched! ohmigosh.&lt;br /&gt;so horrible. excruciatingly hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;semangat.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, there was this badmintoner playing against one of our badminton girls who look exactly like leandra!&lt;br /&gt;the same girl who played last yr.&lt;br /&gt;except shes more tomboyish..  wahahahaah!&lt;br /&gt;so weird.&lt;br /&gt;we won the first match. it was a tough call btwn both schs. but too bad, we crushed em.&lt;br /&gt;hall was filled wif our screams. =)&lt;br /&gt;nxt match, it was doubles.&lt;br /&gt;jing ying n this girl whom i dont know were playing. they made a few silly errors at first.&lt;br /&gt;like hitting the shuttle cock to the net. as a result, plmgs gets the point.&lt;br /&gt;it was wasted. unfortunately, we lost.&lt;br /&gt;we lost the third match too. sharmaine played in that one. she made a lot of mistakes, probably cos she was too nervous.&lt;br /&gt;farah was extremely frustrated. haha.&lt;br /&gt;we haf to win the nxt match in order for us to get 1st place.&lt;br /&gt;which we didnt, but they fought hard. me and farah had a nerve-wrecking time during that match.&lt;br /&gt;i was too scared to look, and see if they made any stupid offences. we felt so &lt;em&gt;geram.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the atmosphere was tense. the principal came to support, so did ms teri, mrs chia, mr yong and the otr badminton teachers.&lt;br /&gt;so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;mr yong had a fine way of expressing himself, he used 2 big plastic bottles and bang them together. wif his cap and his facial expression, it was a funny sight!&lt;br /&gt;he was damn childish and &lt;strong&gt;hilarious!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so spastic. haha.&lt;br /&gt;the last match was played by shermaine. YAY!&lt;br /&gt;they put her last cos supposedly if we were leading, she would be able to withstand the pressure and win the final match.&lt;br /&gt;but it was different in this case. cos if we win the score would be 3-2 to them.&lt;br /&gt;if we lost however, the score would be 4-1 to them.&lt;br /&gt;so it doesnt really matter. it was depressing.&lt;br /&gt;she played so good. which was put to a waste cos she played last.&lt;br /&gt;nvm. the tkgian spirit was  there.&lt;br /&gt;everyone was cheering her on. well, not evryone actually.&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;they still did us proud. (:&lt;br /&gt;we got second place. (:&lt;br /&gt;after the whole thing ended, we hugged the badminton girls. aww, it was a sweet sight. (:&lt;br /&gt;evn the vice principals congratulated them.&lt;br /&gt;so touching..&lt;br /&gt;oh, mas was there to support. farah went ballistic. haha..&lt;br /&gt;aisha wanted farah to approach mas and say hi. but she was too terrified.&lt;br /&gt;in the end, we ended up waiting for mas to come dwn in the canteen.&lt;br /&gt;vs canteen so freaking nice. they sell junkies, ice-cream and like a thousand diff kind of drinks.&lt;br /&gt;argh, so unfair!&lt;br /&gt;marissa finally got to eat her beloved dhosai, we chilled out for a while.&lt;br /&gt;hafez suddenly approached and he talked to aisha. wait, talk iznt the correct term.&lt;br /&gt;more like he said something short and quickly left. he was shy, according to aisha.&lt;br /&gt;wahahahahahahaaah!&lt;br /&gt;he looks weird.&lt;br /&gt;mas didnt come dwn. maybe, she came dwn using another staircase.&lt;br /&gt;farah got so depressed in the end.&lt;br /&gt;throughout the entire journey home..  and there was rain to add to the much sullen atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-114087195928411561?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/114087195928411561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=114087195928411561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/114087195928411561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/114087195928411561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2006/02/stupid-victorians.html' title='stupid victorians.'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-114079673664323663</id><published>2006-02-24T07:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T07:58:56.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>vjc</title><content type='html'>yay! today was such a fun day! (=&lt;br /&gt;me, yanti &amp; farah went to vjc for the sports heats. haha.&lt;br /&gt;but first, me n yanti were such &lt;strong&gt;good  girls &lt;/strong&gt;cos we cleaned the class! waaahhh.&lt;br /&gt;its really messy n dirty, couldnt take it no more. den, farah wanted to destroy our class. she asked us to give up cos their class had won cleanest 2x consecutively. whatevr farah. shes so mean. hahahaaah.&lt;br /&gt;we heard the band members were gg to use our class, after we cleaned it.&lt;br /&gt;so we wrote a notice, more lyk a warning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;this classroom is NOT allowed for any cca activities. based on ms johara's instructions. thx.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. and farah was tryg to like rub off the notice. haha. she dint succeed.&lt;br /&gt;den, we left. took 31. this yr, there were not as many supporters as last yr n last last yr, according to farah.&lt;br /&gt;so, got to see the school. like finally. it was not bad ah, except... for the toilet! =XX&lt;br /&gt;super small. way way below my expectations. my snr was right.&lt;br /&gt;but the canteen rox, gym rox, track rox! (x  so i think i changed my mind.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go there! hahahaaa.&lt;br /&gt;the softballers were training there. (=  saw annabelle, vic, shiren, serene, jing ying, sharmaine, badmintoners and many more.&lt;br /&gt;oh &lt;strong&gt;yanti ran. &lt;/strong&gt;how could i forget to mention. hahha.&lt;br /&gt;farah n i thot this yr's batch of sec 1s n 2s were quite slow. not as fast as our batch. =P carrie gwen, annabelle, grace tan etc.&lt;br /&gt;we laughed damn rabak. during the sec 3 100m event. cos this girl, geeta frm farah's class ran against &lt;strong&gt;carrie. &lt;/strong&gt;and carrie was like super fast. geeta was last. huge difference.&lt;br /&gt;farah laughed so much. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;we laughed when yanti ran. oh gosh.&lt;br /&gt;i forgot to tell her how to place her hands when running! i'd done stretches wif her b4 that.&lt;br /&gt;she was so nervous. she was so cute during the race!  wahahahaaah.&lt;br /&gt;the vj football team was like training during the heats. sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;oh, i saw wan. he looked weird. i told yanti n she was like all blur.&lt;br /&gt;i saw &lt;strong&gt;andrea!! &lt;/strong&gt;shes still adorable n humble. as always! ohmigosh.&lt;br /&gt;i miss her lah! i hugged her. =))  shes sweeter, i think.  woooh.&lt;br /&gt;1.5 event;  shiren got first!  like woahhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;there was carrie, grace T, evelyn (this super fast girl), patricia. i dint know how she did it. so unbelievable.&lt;br /&gt;she improved tremendously.&lt;br /&gt;for first 3 rds, that evelyn girl was in the lead. den suddenly last rd, shiren ovrtook her.&lt;br /&gt;woah. like that man.&lt;br /&gt;it was a close match. so exciting!&lt;br /&gt;den, i bought snapple! yess, vj's canteen sell snapple. all kinds of flavours.&lt;br /&gt;and i ate sandwich. yanti ate cup noodles.&lt;br /&gt;there were a lot of junkies. nyahaaah.&lt;br /&gt;went hm at ard 5+. &lt;br /&gt;took 31, alighted at bedok. we took mrt.&lt;br /&gt;me n farah were laughing all the way hm, cos apparently, we think yanti's funny. the sight of yanti is amusing. which is a gd thing.&lt;br /&gt;haha. and farah was kecoh bout mas. we'd apparently msged mas. yanti wanted to interview her for eng CA; MOST INSPIRATIONAL PERSON.  lol!&lt;br /&gt;farah was too flustered/scared to evn press the send button. yanti had to all the work, and i was to tell her what to say. haha.&lt;br /&gt;funny n fun.&lt;br /&gt;today was amusing. me n farah talked a lot bout evryting, almost.&lt;br /&gt;who i used to like, who i like now. softballers/netballers. meryl, shannon.&lt;br /&gt;=XX&lt;br /&gt;hahahahhaha. farah couldnt believe i used to idolise sh*****&lt;br /&gt;bulldog!  lol.&lt;br /&gt;okay, today was crappy but stress-free. i needed that.&lt;br /&gt;thx yall. 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(=</title><content type='html'>oh yes. the wedding.&lt;br /&gt;it was a much anticipated event. as me, my mom, ani, kak ati, kak ida, abg sham and the rest of the family dressed up in the morn.&lt;br /&gt;it was especially nerve-wrecking for the groom. haha. siang-siang lagi, abg indra already went to the air-conditioned cc to see if everything was in the right n &lt;em&gt;perfect &lt;/em&gt;order. so we had planned to wear green.&lt;br /&gt;tante's family, my family, yana's family and aunty imah &amp; husband wore green. (((=&lt;br /&gt;mine was this lime green kebaya that mum had tailored. very nice (=&lt;br /&gt;actually, everyone's clothes were very nicely done.&lt;br /&gt;cos it was a grand occasion what.  haha.   we set off in the morn.&lt;br /&gt;dad also helped out in the morn. main man cos he decorates the buffet n is the supplier of paper plates etc.&lt;br /&gt;so when we arrived that, the same woman n guy were already there. helping out.&lt;br /&gt;i think they're abg indra's gd frens or something... nice ppl. so i had like nth to do, so i went to find stuffs i can do. i helped dad arrange the plates.forks/spoons. and put the names of the respective dishes.&lt;br /&gt;oooh, so hotel-like. x)  &lt;br /&gt;by noon, everything's prepared. so me n yana were incharge of the berkat.&lt;br /&gt;psst, the berkat is ferrero roche.  ((:   i helped wrap.  (kak ati say i wrap super slow, but still, they turned out to be fabulous okay)&lt;br /&gt;heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;slowly, the guests arrived.  there were songs being played, mostly english.&lt;br /&gt;old songs but soothing to the ears. wahhhhh, so high-class lah.  more like dinner &amp; dance or prom nite. hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;there's no karaoke cos abg indra thinks its a bit old-fashioned. it is, if u think bout it.&lt;br /&gt;the kompang ppl came soon after. and guez wad?&lt;br /&gt;they wore green too. crap lah, it wasn planned or anything. they had to eat to hv the energy.&lt;br /&gt;the kendarat ppl (hassan rabit) wore green too.  woahh.&lt;br /&gt;abg indra ordered hassan rabit's food.&lt;br /&gt;by noon, more guests turned up. so me n yana were kept busy.&lt;br /&gt;den, uncle zairi &amp; his stupid, annoying, mat frens came. kononnye cool lah, what wif their weird clothes n piercings/tattoos.&lt;br /&gt;what the heck. they're not even appropriately dressed.  hate these ppl, came just for the fd n attn. freakos.&lt;br /&gt;i asked yana not to give em the berkats.&lt;br /&gt;fyi, i &lt;strong&gt;hate &lt;/strong&gt;uncle zairi. cos of the trouble he caused all these yrs.&lt;br /&gt;i shall not spell out all his wrongdoings.&lt;br /&gt;so i had to like communicate wif the kendarat ppl. so that everything works out efficiently.&lt;br /&gt;luckily, this kendarat guy told me that some ppl at my place havnt received the berkats. if not, i forget. cos there were too many ppl.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, it got tiring after a while cos of all the walkings &lt;strong&gt;on heels. &lt;/strong&gt;den, the host came.&lt;br /&gt;shes very good at capturing the guests' attn wif her quirky character n happening qns. very meriah.&lt;br /&gt;THEN. the sounds of kompang could be heard. which meant only one thing;&lt;br /&gt;the newly-weds had arrived!  woweee.&lt;br /&gt;everyone turned and look as the couple walked in. they wore purple.&lt;br /&gt;so cute together! teehee. den the kompang ppl followed suit.  two of uncle zairi's frens helped to carry the buah mangga.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! so funny lah.&lt;br /&gt;everyone enjoyed the food whilst abg indra &amp; kak su posed for pics.&lt;br /&gt;den the mats lepak at one corner. so spoilt.&lt;br /&gt;yana told me that they'd pulled her basket, cos theyy wanna get the berkats. pathetic! luckily i wasnt there man.&lt;br /&gt;hazirah came wif her family. and there's this chai chee guy who came wif his family. haha.&lt;br /&gt;there were a few caucasion guys. a lot of teachers came. (i saw my primary sch teachers!) &lt;br /&gt;=/ =/&lt;br /&gt;abg rizal came! wif his fiance.&lt;br /&gt;haha, and he sat at my side. so i had to like distribute the berkats to him.&lt;br /&gt;=S =S &lt;br /&gt;he said thank u!  *gasps*&lt;br /&gt;haha, i maintained my posture. im not that weak as to pitam when interacting wif crushes.&lt;br /&gt;whoops, &lt;strong&gt;ex-crush.&lt;/strong&gt; hes nice.&lt;br /&gt;had to change to sandals cos my feet were aching so badly. blisters everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;den, abg indra gave a thank you speech. lol.&lt;br /&gt;so cute. abg sham was videoing all along.&lt;br /&gt;in the end, there were a lot of leftover berkats. and ang indra still worried that there would be insufficient berkats.&lt;br /&gt;so we distributed among ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;me n yana went to the changing room to snap photos. hahhh.&lt;br /&gt;when it all ended, evryone helped to pack up. i blew the candles!  haha, so fun!&lt;br /&gt;i actually helped a lot. =)  wahhh.&lt;br /&gt;the mats were now outside. at the playground area. (oh yes, there was a playground, a bridge outside)&lt;br /&gt;they just did nothing outside. i thot they would like carry the heavy stuffs later. but they never!&lt;br /&gt;sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;besides that, it was a success. yipee.&lt;br /&gt;me n family took photos wif the pengantin.&lt;br /&gt;den went back to tante's hse. eat again.&lt;br /&gt;hahhahhaha. everyone was beat. evn elli. she had gone through an ordeal. (she accidentally swallowed this aluminium thingy. den tante, mak pengantin tonggeng kan elli sambil menepuk2 elli. it was such a sight. elli was whining. evryone wanted to help. that was why elli's behaviour was different; she kept crying and dint wanna eat)&lt;br /&gt;so kesian. i think i cried seeing her.&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;but she was okay after a while. alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;shes not the type to cry so much. 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(='/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-113992473370355259</id><published>2006-02-14T04:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T05:45:33.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>abg indra's happiest moment.</title><content type='html'>10/2/06&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and sister stayed ovr at kak ati's hse.  ((=&lt;br /&gt;cable. *hinthint*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;11/2/06&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up early. today was the day; hari pernikahan antara abg indra &amp; kak suhaila.&lt;br /&gt;mum came at ard 11+ wif our clothes.&lt;br /&gt;me and sister wore blue.&lt;br /&gt;yana &amp;amp; family came soon after. we helped carry the gifts; to exchange wif kak su's side.&lt;br /&gt;there was a bus waiting for us. (=&lt;br /&gt;whoopee. me &amp; farisah(yana's sis) sat at the back seat. it was so fun okay, we could feel all the humps/bumps.  haha.&lt;br /&gt;high.&lt;br /&gt;we reached the place.  *jengjengjeng*&lt;br /&gt;we proceeded upstairs,  &lt;em&gt;a lot of ppl were there to witness the much-anticipated occasion. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait to see. (:&lt;br /&gt;tok kadi came soon enough.  kak su's dad was the one yg menikahkan. he was the one to shake abg indra's hand.&lt;br /&gt;abg indra aced it at his first try! as usual.  wooh.&lt;br /&gt;YAYY. abg indra da jadi suami org.&lt;br /&gt;the most interesting scene was when;&lt;br /&gt;kak su salam abg indra's hand and then, the exhange of the rings. and abg indra had put on the necklace for his radiant wife.&lt;br /&gt;how sweet. that's always sweet okay. (=&lt;br /&gt;and the photographer was very funny. cos abg indra was a bit tense,&lt;br /&gt;and the photographer was like "tk payah takut-takut lah bang. dah jadi suami isteri. senyum sikit, berikan renungan yg paling manja pat isteri anda."&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;after that, we exhanged the gifts wif kak su's side. and then, we had a feast dwnstairs, they'd prepared food.  (((:&lt;br /&gt;we headed home wif bloated tummies.  i studied in btwn breaks. (although there were many ppl at tante's hse)&lt;br /&gt;my dad catered the fd &amp; set up the exquisite buffet.  =D&lt;br /&gt;at night, we went to the cc. helped out wif decor (actually it was my dad)&lt;br /&gt;me &amp; yana did nothing much, watched the decorators doing their art.&lt;br /&gt;it was very nice. so grand, it aint like those typical malay weddings.&lt;br /&gt;it has more of a romantic &amp;amp; soothing but simple theme.&lt;br /&gt;the pelamin was on a stage, lighted by candles to give it a glowing effect.&lt;br /&gt;don't ask me why.  the mempelai will eat their fd in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;their table is decorated wif all these plants/flowers, and is enclosed .&lt;br /&gt;so cute.&lt;br /&gt;i was too exhausted. immediately slept, after eating.  gosh.&lt;br /&gt;the big day's tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to be continued...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-113992473370355259?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/113992473370355259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=113992473370355259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/113992473370355259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/113992473370355259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2006/02/abg-indras-happiest-moment.html' title='abg indra&apos;s happiest moment.'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-113991947704089324</id><published>2006-02-14T03:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T04:17:57.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>V-day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;so today was valentines' day?  haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;whee. (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;in the morning, ppl were scooting here and there distributing gifts to friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;im among those recipients of the nice gifts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;my classmates are rich. and i forgot to bring the gifts that i'd prepared!  what a bummer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;so i offered hugs to evryone. haahh, what a way to make up for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;the reason i forgot to bring the gifts was because i was &lt;em&gt;too busy the day before.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i had tuition. i guess it helped bcos i had maths ca the nxt day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;it was an interesting pro-tuition-session.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;after tuition, the guys (brian &amp; shafiq) wanted to treat me drinks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;the tuition teacher awarded them $10 cos they cracked this tough maths qn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;so i &lt;strong&gt;had &lt;/strong&gt;to follow them. and my oh my, it was a very very &lt;strong&gt;very &lt;/strong&gt;awkward journey to the shop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i was the only girl, mind u. only at certain times, i talked.. but most of the time, i kept quiet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;they were nice dudes. i suppose. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;shafiq was nice, i guess. he was not all mat-ish like i'd expected; he spoke to me in eng most of the time. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;the balance money, they decided to give me. for i dont know what reason. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;so that was it. an awkward &amp; tense experience. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoos,&lt;br /&gt;got back Amath results. 32/40&lt;br /&gt;((((:   i was ecstatic okay!  and bcos of that, i need not attend remedial. woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;practise does pays off.  i hope to achieve better results for the rest of the subjects.&lt;br /&gt;i failed geog.... by 1/2 a mark.&lt;br /&gt;-______-"&lt;br /&gt;ARGH. mrs khoo's marking system doesnt benefit me at all! shes super strict.&lt;br /&gt;only 12 ppl passed. lucky dudes.&lt;br /&gt;ive to do well for my nxt geog CA. its a must.&lt;br /&gt;i believe i can go to greater heights if i put in lots of effort.  i will strive.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells,&lt;br /&gt;i guess i better start studying geog/ revise SS and read up on lit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;happy nerding`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-113991947704089324?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/113991947704089324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=113991947704089324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/113991947704089324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/113991947704089324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2006/02/v-day.html' title='V-day.'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-113880139956153174</id><published>2006-02-01T05:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T05:43:19.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>shoot me!</title><content type='html'>im freaking stressed.&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!   &gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;i haf to do research on this mauduk, for bahas.   i haf yet to complete my malay journal!&lt;br /&gt;i havnt evn started on my eng CA.  i still need to revise chem &amp; SS.&lt;br /&gt;ive like tons of homework, piled up, waiting to be done.&lt;br /&gt;OHMIGOSH!&lt;br /&gt;i cant cope.&lt;br /&gt;how can u expect a *fourteen yr old kid to bear this HEAVY burden on her shoulders?!&lt;br /&gt;note the fourteen; i havnt turned fifteen yet!  well... not legally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive made many blunders during maths CA, which'd caused me a great deal of loss of marks.&lt;br /&gt;see?&lt;br /&gt;evn my english isnt good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's a bitch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-113880139956153174?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/113880139956153174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=113880139956153174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/113880139956153174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/113880139956153174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2006/02/shoot-me.html' title='shoot me!'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-113629685046377683</id><published>2006-01-03T05:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T06:00:50.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'>abg rizal</title><content type='html'>oh.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was quite eventful. i had my hair rebonded.&lt;br /&gt;kak ida's fren is a hairstylist. she came to my house to rebond my hair.&lt;br /&gt;shes a sweet person. (=&lt;br /&gt;the process took about 4 hours or more.&lt;br /&gt;den after that, went to downtown east in uncle walid's car wif abg indra and his family.&lt;br /&gt;abang sham and kak ida joined us.&lt;br /&gt;my aunty treat us. we ate fried rice, satay, bbq-ed stingray, gado-gado and many more.&lt;br /&gt;i dint really eat much, wasnt &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; hungry. was doing heymath.  haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abg sham said my hair is nice.  =D&lt;br /&gt;den he asked me to colour my hair.  he was encouraging me.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;there's this once, evryone was like praising how nice my hair was, all of them were looking at me smiling...&lt;br /&gt;it was very uncomfortable. really.&lt;br /&gt;i just remained quiet.   my cheeks were flushed.&lt;br /&gt;den, u noe what happened next.&lt;br /&gt;i heard kak ida saying abg sham's bro [rizal] and his fiance were eating there also.&lt;br /&gt;they approached our table when they were bout to leave.&lt;br /&gt;i salam his fiance. bahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;she is one sexy lady.&lt;br /&gt;abg indra taught me some of heymath's qns.&lt;br /&gt;i had doubts. he is so smart. he can still remember all those tacky formulas. eg. y=mx + c&lt;br /&gt;he is very nice. and he's marrying soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh. i have some more information on abg sham's bro.&lt;br /&gt;his name is rizal, as i had mentioned.&lt;br /&gt;he likes chelsea and blue!  =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-113629685046377683?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/113629685046377683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=113629685046377683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/113629685046377683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/113629685046377683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2006/01/abg-rizal.html' title='abg rizal'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-113629334769124631</id><published>2006-01-03T04:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T05:02:27.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the ramblings of a mad woman</title><content type='html'>so i havnt been blogging.  blame it on my *fricking computer. [im trying to control my vulgar mouth. afterall, its a new yr. i do haf resolutions okay.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my loyal readers,&lt;br /&gt;[if i do haf any]&lt;br /&gt;so today's the first day of sch.  what a torture i went through, on my first day.&lt;br /&gt;new class, new teachers, new subjects, greater responsibilities...&lt;br /&gt;gosh. and my form teacher [ms yeo to be specific] is boring, old-fashioned, slow, stale, BORING!&lt;br /&gt;oh god. we had to like endure her speech on her expectations, rules, blah blah whilst the rest of the classes indulge in the bonding games.&lt;br /&gt;what a day huh?&lt;br /&gt;and some ppl are actually complaining bout how sucky their day is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh c'mon.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try being in my shoes and u'll learn how to start appreciating, evn ur worst nightmares.&lt;br /&gt;we had to sit according to our register nos throughout the yr. [bcos of that, i landed at the front]&lt;br /&gt;we cant talk, cant go to toilet in btwn lessons or after lessons [which i always do]&lt;br /&gt;but i cant really abide by all the rules. right?  &lt;br /&gt;heck.  im gonna dread my sec 3 life. oh mann.&lt;br /&gt;sec 3 life is supposed to be a challenging &amp; exciting yr, the climax among all of the 4 yrs [according to our principal]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. im not gonna let that matter bring dwn my blogging mood.&lt;br /&gt;yesss. i haf so much stuff inside me, im gonna burst if i dun share wif yall.  (=&lt;br /&gt;my holidays were not as boring as u ppl think.&lt;br /&gt;u must be thinking... "she doesnt use the computer at all during the past few weeks!! what the heck is she doing, prapped up at home? how can she survive man!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for starters, i'd gone out mostly.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;went ice skating wif felina and afiqah at jurong. saw alicia and her twin ovr there. (=&lt;br /&gt;we held hands at the beginning. cos i kept falling. haha.&lt;br /&gt;and we were shivering, due to the extreme temperature.  i was afraid i would get frostbites. [just learnt the meaning!]&lt;br /&gt;it was fun. x)   oh my. what an experience. alicia was damn professional, she could skate very fast.&lt;br /&gt;infact, all the otr skaters were wheezig past us. we amateurs.&lt;br /&gt;den another day, i followed nad, felin and fika. they wanna get their school stuff. i prepared everyting.&lt;br /&gt;so i just tagged along. even though i felt kinda sick on that day. [had a slight fever, cough and flu]&lt;br /&gt;luckily nadhirah was there to help me, when i was feeling all giddy, my legs turned jelly.&lt;br /&gt;woah.&lt;br /&gt;the nxt day, me, sis, felina, fika had breakfast early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;den we went jogging.  hahahaahaahh.  felina's obsessed wif exercising.&lt;br /&gt;and we went exploring tampines, burning off more calories.&lt;br /&gt;worked out at the fitness corner near felina's place.  it rained, washing away our perspiration.&lt;br /&gt;what a day. (=  and felina brought junkies and drinks frm her place.&lt;br /&gt;she is so nice. and pretty. and she had a nice figure. my hot fren.&lt;br /&gt;omg. i sound so... EEW.&lt;br /&gt;sorry, she is.. hot okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-113629334769124631?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/113629334769124631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=113629334769124631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/113629334769124631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/113629334769124631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2006/01/ramblings-of-mad-woman.html' title='the ramblings of a mad woman'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-113474673086103997</id><published>2005-12-16T06:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T04:30:51.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>family gathering. (:</title><content type='html'>[part 2]&lt;br /&gt;okays. today's the finale of rainbow connection.&lt;br /&gt;so, yoyo &amp; jianyi won the ockoto competition rite. =] and they'll be leaving for the states to become renowned dancers.&lt;br /&gt;then at the airport, jianyi left yoyo for xiao qian. he gave yoyo some stupid excuse &amp;amp; a present.&lt;br /&gt;u'll noe if u had watched. yoyo became really upset.&lt;br /&gt;and i sobbed so damn badly. i cried my eyes out ovr a stupid chinese show. chis chis.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not satisfied. its damn saddening okays.&lt;br /&gt;jeanette aw starrs as yoyo. x)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;last sat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, myself, &amp; my whole family &amp;amp; my cousins; kak ati, kak ida, &lt;strong&gt;elli&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; aunts &amp;amp; uncles headed for malaysia. to be more precise, we went to JB.&lt;br /&gt;my mum had booked rooms for us at the exquisite hyatt hotel. she was a member and so, she had privileges. sumthin like that.&lt;br /&gt;we reached there around 4, approaching 5. there was a major jam. grr.&lt;br /&gt;we rested in our respective rooms, bcos dinner only starts at 6.30.&lt;br /&gt;and there's cable! hip hip hoorah! and there were so many great movies. xDD&lt;br /&gt;and there was dinner. =] the buffet was very appealing &amp; stomach filling.&lt;br /&gt;the desserts were like the icings on a cake. x)&lt;br /&gt;me, kak ati &amp;amp; kak ida started off wif the desserts. very tempting, especially the chocolatey ones.&lt;br /&gt;heh. there was a bbq too.&lt;br /&gt;we took pics. and was entertained by the cute lil one, &lt;strong&gt;elli. &lt;/strong&gt;[=&lt;br /&gt;she's very good at stealing the limelight. but of cos, its okay! i won't get enough of her. thats for sure. (:&lt;br /&gt;late at night, we went to danga bay. to chill out.&lt;br /&gt;danga bay is like malaysia's version of east coast park cum orchard's city lights &amp; bustling streets cum downtown east's rides.&lt;br /&gt;yupp.&lt;br /&gt;my aunt, me &amp;amp; kak ati took this rollercoaster ride. and that particular day, i had these shivers suddenly running dwn my spine.&lt;br /&gt;its so unlike me. i suddenly became so afraid. i wanted to chicken out actually.&lt;br /&gt;not to mention i had the period. and the night breeze suddenly felt so chilly.&lt;br /&gt;we had the ride in the end. i sat at the front wif my aunt.&lt;br /&gt;oh boy, it certainly wasn't my night. i wasnt feeling too good.&lt;br /&gt;the ride was quick. and before u noe it, it'd ended. me &amp; kak ati laughed our asses off after getting off. and everyone was like looking at us.&lt;br /&gt;i tink the exhilarating ride messed wif our heads. it was an extraodinary experience; we felt high.&lt;br /&gt;during the ride, my aunt actually leaned on me. both of us covered our eyes &amp; tilted to the sides.&lt;br /&gt;thats wad kak ida told us. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;kak ati prayed aloud, she was practically azan-ing! &lt;strong&gt;lol.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we took the train. all except the men [they were practically too lazy to join us, watched football at a cafe instead]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;elli too! &lt;/strong&gt;she was wif us.&lt;br /&gt;after that, i watched chelsea VS wigan athletic wif my dad. at the same cafe. ordered hot choc. =]&lt;br /&gt;while the rest of the girls shopped.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. i wanted to watch chelsea! x)))&lt;br /&gt;the match bored me out. according to dad, they fixed the game or in otr terms 'kelong, professional kelong'&lt;br /&gt;he said if chelsea really wanted to play, they could haf thrashed wigan's asses.&lt;br /&gt;by fixing the game, chelsea or maybe their manager earned more bucks. sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;we got home in the wee hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;next day...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up super early. sister wanted to swim so badly.&lt;br /&gt;we had breakfast first. like thats the most important meal of the day, according to adults.&lt;br /&gt;abg sham was already there. he reached super early lah.&lt;br /&gt;and he asked me where the plates were. &lt;em&gt;hahahaaahhh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den after that, we swam at the hotel's pool. wahhh, damn shiok.&lt;br /&gt;it was elli's first trip to the pool. (=   later in the noon, we checked out.&lt;br /&gt;and went on a shopping spree!  this is of cos, a happy occasion for the females.&lt;br /&gt;as for the males, they haf to part wif their dearly loved money. yes, those crispy, fresh sheets worth of value stashed away in their wallets.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaahh. i make it sound so exaggerated.&lt;br /&gt;den we went to eat. this really nice place wif cheap and traditional malay food. &lt;br /&gt;my parents always eat there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-113474673086103997?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/113474673086103997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=113474673086103997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/113474673086103997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/113474673086103997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2005/12/family-gathering.html' title='family gathering. (:'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-113474078868223067</id><published>2005-12-16T04:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T05:46:28.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'>television's my next best friend.</title><content type='html'>woooh. its been a while since i've updated.&lt;br /&gt;haha. i was so preoccupied wif the television.&lt;br /&gt;yess, i've been watching a lot of tv programmes. a fascinating invention indeed. =]&lt;br /&gt;some really nice shows, &lt;strong&gt;run of the house, 8 simple rules for dating my teenage daughter, what i like about u, winx club, teen titans! &lt;/strong&gt;and smore cartoon shows.&lt;br /&gt;haha. x)&lt;br /&gt;ooh. and i watched law &amp; order svu ytd! it was super cool lah! the case, i mean.&lt;br /&gt;now, i really really wanna be a lawyer.  =)))&lt;br /&gt;sweet. and amazing race was on weds!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LINZ WON!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOODNESS! i was freaking happy!  i tink my prayers haf been answered. lol.&lt;br /&gt;tommy was super hot, u noe!!  and its probably the last time i'll see him on the screen. his stupid but funny antics.&lt;br /&gt;i'll definitely definitely miss him!  and yet, i felt disappointed at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;holy shits. they won 1 million US bucks!  they deserved it, like totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;weavers suck. they can kiss that big, fat juicy cheque goodbye. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okays. i haf loads to blog. bear with me muggles.&lt;br /&gt;oh, i've watched harry potter. went to shuhada's hse &amp; watch it there. had loads of crap &amp;amp; fun. X)&lt;br /&gt;her mum was warm &amp; hospitable. =] &lt;br /&gt;alrite. about the movie, its not that great yeah. compared to the action-packed &amp; exhilarating book, its nothing.&lt;br /&gt;luckily i took kak ati's advice.  nyahahhh.&lt;br /&gt;there were a lot of missing pieces in the movie. the triwizard tournament wasn't that exciting as JK.rowling had described in the book.&lt;br /&gt;and the movie needs parental guidance for those who're 13 &amp; below? what the crap.&lt;br /&gt;and if i'm not mistaken, they changed some parts.   -_____-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cedric isn't that hot either. &lt;/em&gt;yeeesh. viktor krum looks wayy better.&lt;br /&gt;and fleur delacour is supposed to have that woah-im-dead-gorgeous-and-i-stand-out-from-the-rest face. but she's just like the rest of the veelas.&lt;br /&gt;haiyohh. what a great disappointment.  x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh. wheee. rainbow connection's starting soon.&lt;br /&gt;the nine o'clock chinese serial rox!   =))))))&lt;br /&gt;and yes, i'm a fan of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;jeanette aw. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;=]&lt;br /&gt;told ya i'm a couch potatao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-113474078868223067?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/113474078868223067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=113474078868223067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/113474078868223067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/113474078868223067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2005/12/televisions-my-next-best-friend.html' title='television&apos;s my next best friend.'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-113377852350087483</id><published>2005-12-05T02:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T02:28:43.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>date date date</title><content type='html'>okays.&lt;br /&gt;last thur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x))&lt;br /&gt;yeah, me &amp; aish went out.  YAY. lyk finally.. cos she had asthma rite.&lt;br /&gt;and her mum asked her to rest.&lt;br /&gt;anyways.&lt;br /&gt;we went &lt;em&gt;cityhall.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talked more, walked ard..  =]&lt;br /&gt;oooh. and she arrived &lt;strong&gt;earlier&lt;/strong&gt; den me. and guez wad?&lt;br /&gt;she actually &lt;strong&gt;waited &lt;/strong&gt;for my arrival. surprise surprise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahhaahs!&lt;br /&gt;we ate at pizza hut. it was aish's suggestion.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;delifrance.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  but nah, the new food are kinda costly.&lt;br /&gt;had great fun. as in we talked..&lt;br /&gt;real, serious talk. x)&lt;br /&gt;we shared loads of stories.&lt;br /&gt;and aish realised she's running out of news.  nyahhaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went suntec.&lt;br /&gt;and. thats when the fun really begins.&lt;br /&gt;wahahaas! &lt;br /&gt;guez who we saw? actually, i saw.&lt;br /&gt;psst.&lt;br /&gt;noorie!&lt;br /&gt;heh.  i told aish. but she was so blur, she cudn see her.&lt;br /&gt;we tailed her!   aish wanted to noe who shes meeting.&lt;br /&gt;us kaypohs.  x))))&lt;br /&gt;it was very FUN, i tell u.&lt;br /&gt;this kinda opportunity doesn't go bumping ard on ur doorstep.  heh heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;freak. she saw us.&lt;br /&gt;how discreeet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parted at bout 4++.&lt;br /&gt;aish saw a lot of hot guys.   lol.&lt;br /&gt;i saw only one [that too she saw]&lt;br /&gt;what magical eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-113377852350087483?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/113377852350087483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=113377852350087483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/113377852350087483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/113377852350087483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2005/12/date-date-date.html' title='date date date'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-113336668575935629</id><published>2005-11-30T06:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T08:04:45.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the exorcism of emily rose.</title><content type='html'>hello muggles.&lt;br /&gt;now, i shall blog smore.  x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;last wed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out wif gfs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;me, fika, nad &amp; mai&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;  =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;met at tam mart at 11+.  while crossing the road, i saw maisarah reaching at the bus stp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;said hi to her. hahh. den, fika &amp; nad came. both of them wore skirts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;its like they planned. luckily, i haf mai; cos both of us wore jeans!  yeahh. corduroy baby. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;took 291 to tampines mall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;golden village in tm was wayyy crowded. the queue was ridiculous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;headed for CS. wad a pity! i like GV much better; seats were comfy. x))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;anyways. watched &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;the exorcism of emily rose.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;woooh. does that ring a bell? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;fika got it all wrong. she thot it was the exorcism of emily &lt;em&gt;strange.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;wahahaahhs!  and and. she thot i like emily rose! it shud be emily STRANGE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;cos i was wearing the emily strange shirt.  =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;shes so funny.  nyahhh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;the show was...  SCAARY!  really. really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;luckily, i got my screaming partner; fika!  =] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;was supposed to sit wif nad. but changed places.  mai &amp; nad wun let me &amp;amp; fika sit in the center.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;we are cowards, ya noe. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;okays, so me &amp; fika screamed like thruout the entire thing. omigosh!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;my jacket became the victim as bof of us tugged the jacket to cover our eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;HAHAHA. some parts were just so suspenseful.  freak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;but it was fun. the screaming parts.  x)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;i got so scared. that at one point of tym, i felt lyk running out of the cinema.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;=XXX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;gawwd. luckily, the show was about an hour &amp; a half. or slightly longer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;den once every movie ends, the cinema would be light up again rite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;we were abt to leave.. when i saw this hot, gorgeous guy sitting &lt;strong&gt;behind fika all this while.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;freak. den, i told fika abt it. she said she knew!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;thats why she was screaming; to get his attn.  aughh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;and she din tell me! OMG. and all this while, i was screaming my head off evn during the not-scaary-parts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;i was so embarassed. =SS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;yeah. he was hot &amp; all. mai agreed too.  xD  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;we wanted to follow him&amp; his frens to the toilet.  nyahaaah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;but, the ladies was fullhse. den the rest had to do their business so baddly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so bye-bye MR hottie.  =(&lt;br /&gt;and. i was so convinced that uncivilised-chinese-guys sat behind us during the movie.&lt;br /&gt;cos they uttered vulgarities at some parts of the movie. and they were noisy. very noisy.&lt;br /&gt;how so very wrong i am.&lt;br /&gt;gosh.  O__O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;we walked ard. took pics. at the escalator, infrnt of the lifts, in CS oh-so-comfy toilet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;=D   wahaahs! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;we're addicted to &lt;em&gt;the&lt;/em&gt; camera.  ooh. we tried the new neoprint shop at CS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;it sucked lah. cos the neos were all not nice. not really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;so the unsatisfied ghurls went to TM; tried out their luck at pretty in tokyo.  nyahahh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;it was sweet alrite. =]]  kachingkaching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;den, we chilled out at coffeebeans.     aphrodisiac.  ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;i had choc blended.  x))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;chocolates rule hunayy!  yes! i am proud to be classified as one of the many chocoholics in this world.  =D =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;heh. wad a privilege. but it makes u gain weight. sort of..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;we talked. and talked.  the conversations held were very fruitful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;u shd hear our conversations some day, convos of young, intellectual ladies who still haf a long long way to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;nyahaahaah.  we were ranting abt how scary emily rose was. and the actress who played emily had a really flexible body. and how her bf was really really sweet as he stayed wif her evn thru her darkest &amp; scariest hour.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;and. we were so scared that we cudn get to sleep later at nite. esp me!  n fika.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;nad cudn sleep cos she had mocha ice blended.  hurhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;our date ended there. as mai had to get home and look after her granny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;we took a cab home. mai suggested the wonderful idea. =D  she evn paid for the fare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;thanks ghurl.  =]  dropped fika at mrt station as she had a chalet afterwerds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankfully, i cud sleep. despite having to call mum several times, driving her up the wall as she entertained my every need.   =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love outings! yipeee!   x)))&lt;br /&gt;we're definitely making it official.&lt;br /&gt;rite fika?  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY. den tmr gg out wif aishaa.  [=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-113336668575935629?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/113336668575935629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=113336668575935629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/113336668575935629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/113336668575935629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2005/11/exorcism-of-emily-rose.html' title='the exorcism of emily rose.'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-113335575926295232</id><published>2005-11-30T04:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T05:30:58.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>football.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;okays. some &lt;em&gt;football blogging.&lt;/em&gt; =]&lt;br /&gt;Davis of aston villa is dashing. =D hehhh.&lt;br /&gt;Van Persie of Arsenal puts in a magnificent goal frm a far-off angle. the ball hits the pole and it went straight into the goalpost. &lt;em&gt;nice.&lt;/em&gt; that was against Blackburn rovers. the team was quite strong; their attacking was really gd but Arsenal's defence was too gd for the Blackburns to score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mcbride of Fulham scored 2 goals consecutively. that was against Bolton wanderers. but soon Nolan of Bolton equalised the score during second half. yet the final score is 2-1 to Fulham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some otr scores that u might be interested to noe.&lt;br /&gt;Middlesbrough 2-2 West brom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;oh. and yeah, manchester united is definitely bucking up. their games are wayyyy better &amp; exciting. x)))&lt;br /&gt;during their game against West ham united, Wayne rooney equalised the score; 1-1. den, O'shea scored another, thus breaking the tie. Rooney had many chances to score as the goalpost was wide open. but he din make gd use.&lt;br /&gt;final score; manchester 2-1 West ham&lt;br /&gt;and since they'd won 3 matches consecutively, that puts them in 2nd place, just beneath &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chelsea &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(wif a total score of 37) =)))))))&lt;br /&gt;however, Wigan athletic who was initially in 2nd place dropped to 4th place. now, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chelsea&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, Manchester united &amp; Arsenal are in 1st, 2nd, 3rd position respectively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barbosa, goalkeeper of Villarreal is hot. =S BUT. hes not just a pretty face okays. he has great skills in goalkeeping too; saved a lot goals. infact, the whole team (Villarreal) is very gd, whether its counter attacks or defence. Manchester united had a match against them.&lt;br /&gt;but, i forgot to keep tab wif the scores. =XX The match was an eye-opener as both teams are equally strong. =]] Ronaldo got really mad when 1 of the spanish players knocked into him when he was attacking, causing him to trip. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;okays. Chelsea VS Portsmouth. Chelsea 2-0 Portsmouth. hehhh. =D&lt;br /&gt;but lyk wad the sports commentator said; Chelsea was not at their best, not challenged enuff. Frank Lampard scored one for Chelsea.&lt;br /&gt;Chelsea beat Newcastle. Crespo was a valuable player, scored 2 for his team. Duff scored one.&lt;br /&gt;x)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some notes i'd taken dwn during previous matches.&lt;br /&gt;18 yr old Alnwick of Sunderland saved a few goals. but Kevin soon put Aston villa in the lead when he popped in a goal. Barry &amp;amp; Baros gave Aston villa 2 more goals. But Sunderland had a freekick when Ridgewell of Aston villa [hot guy] did some offence. i dono wad. =XX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-113335575926295232?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/113335575926295232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=113335575926295232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/113335575926295232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/113335575926295232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2005/11/football.html' title='football.'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-113335155614658039</id><published>2005-11-30T03:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T03:52:36.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'>amazing race's stupid     x(((((((</title><content type='html'>AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHH!  &lt;br /&gt;i feel lyk crying, screaming, whining.  ack.&lt;br /&gt;mixed up emotins all pent up into one huge ball.  and beware, if i throw this huge, massive ball &lt;s&gt;of fire&lt;/s&gt;  at someone, its gonna hurt. so bad.&lt;br /&gt;watched amazing race jus now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;at first, &lt;/strong&gt;i was very very ecstatic, in cloud 9 perhaps, cos &lt;strong&gt;LINZ &lt;/strong&gt;managed to hold onto their first position. &lt;br /&gt;but den, Linz became 4th. they were last as there were only 4 teams left!&lt;br /&gt;i was very &lt;strong&gt;VERY&lt;/strong&gt; frustrated &amp; paranoid &amp;amp; fucked up.  whoops, sorry. did i just say the F word?&lt;br /&gt;told u i was feeling very bitter.&lt;br /&gt;wth. because their car battery was dead. and they had to get a replacement.&lt;br /&gt;BUT. &lt;strong&gt;WHO'S at fault? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the car distributor. dammit!&lt;br /&gt;so now, they're struggling to get back into the race. godlewski was now in 3rd place.&lt;br /&gt;and as u noe, Godlewski &amp; Linz sort of conspired; they helped each otr a lot &amp; were on very gd terms.&lt;br /&gt;so, the game was definitely on.  ARGH! &lt;br /&gt;Bransen &amp; Weavers thot it was a pitstop when they saw Phil. but surprise surprise. the race is not yet finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ITS TO BE CONTINUED NXT WK.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;frig &lt;/strong&gt;frigg!  the suspense is killing me. im &lt;em&gt;extremely paranoid. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i really dun want the Linz to be eliminated. &lt;/em&gt;i'll wail my head off.&lt;br /&gt;i hope its another one of the non-elimination race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;im fucking miserable.  x((&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;drama queen  out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-113335155614658039?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/113335155614658039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=113335155614658039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/113335155614658039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/113335155614658039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2005/11/amazing-races-stupid-x.html' title='amazing race&apos;s stupid     x((((((('/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-113264991745470465</id><published>2005-11-22T12:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T05:55:52.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet nothings.</title><content type='html'>okays. the &lt;em&gt;nitty-gritty &lt;/em&gt;part of ma life these past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;last last sunday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had an openhse at ma hse. hahh.&lt;br /&gt;hse was spick &amp; span. mom cooked mouth-watering dishes. dad came up wif the deco. =))&lt;br /&gt;firs up was uncle walid. evry yr, he was the first to arrive. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by noon, ppl kept cuming. there was dad's fren &amp;amp; his family.&lt;br /&gt;den u noe wad. &lt;strong&gt;he smoked in MY house.&lt;/strong&gt; gave dad the signal of disapproval.&lt;br /&gt;its either he din see it or he &lt;em&gt;pretended&lt;/em&gt; not to see. aughh. i hate guys &lt;strong&gt;who smoke.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nashrah &amp; her mum came too. shes ma long long long lost fren. hahh. no lah, shes ma primary sch mate. we sort of ... drifted apart.&lt;br /&gt;i was touched wen she came. we talked. =] and, shes very tall. indeed.&lt;br /&gt;yana &amp;amp; family came. bof aizad, her bro &amp; her haf grown. bahhhhhhh. so not faair.&lt;br /&gt;yana had a new haircut. tho its abit minah-ish, she look great otrwise. who say sum minahs cant be prettaye?&lt;br /&gt;and she told me all abt her new bf. wahahaahs.&lt;br /&gt;shimah &amp;amp; family came. her lil sis is still very adorable. =]&lt;br /&gt;uhh. dilah &amp; family came at ard nite. i'd entertained her &amp;amp; ariff. but not aidil.&lt;br /&gt;i tried making eye contact wif him &amp; evn smiling at him. but he avoided ma gaze. and he was so busy wif his phone. evn if he looked at me, he jus looked thru me as if i was a wall. -__-&lt;br /&gt;we used to sms each otr. and thats wen he called me sombong for not talking to him. yeesh. how cud i try to make conversation wif him wen hes acting so cold.&lt;br /&gt;and he asked me to make the firs move. augh. &lt;strong&gt;fat hope.&lt;/strong&gt; he onli entertained ma lil sistah. hahh.&lt;br /&gt;kak ati, kak ida &amp;amp; elli, abg indra &amp; kak su, natasha &amp;amp; family came at nite too. it was great seeing them. =)) they are aftrall ma closest cousins.&lt;br /&gt;later at nite wen i was stretching maself at sofa, hayati &amp; family came. i was taken aback cos i thot dey cudn make it. dey stayed for quite awhile, till abt 12 midnite. me n hidayat talked. it was a fruitful convo, i tell u. he told me abt his experience in ncc; the ranks, the hardwork.. he was soo semangat.&lt;br /&gt;well.. aftrall i was talking to an ncc officer of high rank. his sis is in npcc. he tried brainwashing me into joining npcc as well. he said easy to get cca points.&lt;br /&gt;"netball setakat tournament dpt points, buat ape seh?" hahaha-haah.&lt;br /&gt;hes an outgoing person. bof him &amp; his sistah. =]&lt;br /&gt;and. ma hse was in such mess. crumbs on ma once-vaccuumed-carpet.&lt;br /&gt;aiyaiiiii. the tables which were not so shiny anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;last last wed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;went out wif madrasah frens. had a great tym. =] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;firs was ustazah mardiana's hse. how we missed her! really. ox)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;she prepared fd for us, lyk last yr. =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;went to smore hses before gg to ma hse. amazing race was on! woohoohoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;faizah agree wif me that tommy is hot.  hee hee hee. we were bof hyper-ventilating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;okays. den i din follow em. so i din go to atiqah &amp; hazimah's hse cos i had to go sumwhere. =S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ooh. and rafidah told us ghost stories wen we were walking out of jannah's housing area, wich totally creeps me out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;cos jannah's hse is near the expressway. =XX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;last last thur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;went out wif tkg gfs. =] me, nadia, aish, atiqah, wida, nazlyna &amp; ameera. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;was spozd to meet up at the intrchg at ard 9.  ended up waiting at least 1h for aish. she woke up late. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;shes the queen of sleep. heh.  but besides that, the jalan raya went on smoothly n we had lotsaa fun. i suppose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;despite ma blisters &amp; plasters, it was okay. =]  we went to nadia's hse at bedok firs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;her hse was heaven. x) the colour combination is super nice. and i jus feel calm. we all did. i so belong there man. it feels right cos her stufs are all blue.  x)))) whoapee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;the fd served were extraordinairee. arabish kind. ;)  her mum was warm &amp; frenly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;nxt hse was atiqahh. nice cosy &amp;amp; cultural masionate. we looked thru her photo albums, very interesting. i agreed wif aish that her elder sis was prettaye. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;den we went to mdm surayah's hse. had a change of plan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;it turned out to be mdm surayah's mum's hse.  =#  hurh. the cookies were very delish anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;thumbs up. x) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ameera's hse nxt, den nazlyna's hse. outside naz's hse.. there were plants. and u haf this garden feeling, wich is nice. very unique.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;widaa's hse nxt at punggol.  whoopee. =]  i jus feel happy being in punggol. heh. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;tho the bus journey was super long. luckily i had ma bus partner, aish to perk me up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;wackos put together. wad u get?  a whole lot of rubbish &amp; noise &amp;amp; laughter. u rawk aish. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;den we ate spaghetti at wida's hse. finger-licking good, not to mention the chicken drumlets. ((=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;oh. her hse was very nice too. well.. all hses in punggol are nice. den we took a sneak peek into her room. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;haha. its not that messy okays wid. oh, i saw her bro. nyahaah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;another torturing bus ride, all the way to tampines. nxt stp; &lt;em&gt;my house. hoorah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;okays. to make the bus journey evn worse, mats &amp; &lt;em&gt;their &lt;/em&gt;minahs.  eeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;and one particular mat caught bof me &amp; aish's attn. his baju kurung was so weird. where's the fashion police munn?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;and his hair is very weird too. and according to aish, he smells weird. haha. wad a weird guy, dun u tink?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;okays. back to story. most of em said ma toilet's nice. =))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;and dey cant helpwondering why im fussing ovr nadia's hse wen ma hse is nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;psst. i ovrheard atiqah saying that. i tink it went sth lyk that. hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;our pit stp was aishaa's hse. mind u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;we had to walk a long way. considering aish's blk was deep inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;we shd haf taken the bus. luckily, i changed to flip flops. ooooh. comfy flip flops, and i cud walk an extra mile or maybe more =DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;and ameera was having difficulty contacting her mum. her mum was angry at her cos she break her curfew, i tink. the poor girl!   and she was sobbing all the way thru. x((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;i tried consoling her. mann, i sucked.  pacifying is not ma kind of thang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;bottomline:  thanks for the fantabulous time ghurls!   i swear. it was great. despite the constant setbacks and the change of plans and ma feet and the torturing bus journeys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;nevertheless, i had a rocking tym.  =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-113264991745470465?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/113264991745470465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=113264991745470465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/113264991745470465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/113264991745470465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2005/11/sweet-nothings.html' title='sweet nothings.'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-113238123909147487</id><published>2005-11-18T21:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T01:12:21.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>jalan raya x)</title><content type='html'>asshole lahh. i blogged so long alr, den cant save.&lt;br /&gt;ARGH ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jus haf to crack ma brain n blog &lt;em&gt;all ovr..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;okays&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jln raye wif pri sch mates on thur. had one hell of a tym. =]&lt;br /&gt;it felt so goood seeing em once again. ahh, ma bootiful frens. haha.&lt;br /&gt;went to mai's hse firs. den she joined us frm there. hoorah!&lt;br /&gt;last yr, she cudn join us. so it was great wen she cud finally join us.. tis yr&lt;br /&gt;nxt was syaza's hse. &lt;em&gt;there was FOOD.&lt;/em&gt; nyahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;and guez wad? mai ate 4 plates of maggi soup. wahhh. "her metabolism rate is very high"&lt;br /&gt;haha. heard lots of stories frm her... as usual. ;9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and OH. sharifah brought her cous n lil sistah along. did i mention that her lil sis was very VERY adorable? oooh x)))&lt;br /&gt;we stayed at fika's hse the longest. x)) cos MTV was on. and we sort of got carried away..&lt;br /&gt;watched "jesus of suburbia" video. to me, it was kinda.. disgusting. =S&lt;br /&gt;those gothic maniacs shd watch it. and there was nickelback's photograph, ashlee's boyfriend [which evryone oohed cos shes pretty hot in that video]  and we started talking abt girls. &lt;em&gt;hot girls.&lt;/em&gt; ;t.A.t.U, ashlee simpson, jessica alba, fiona xie n loads more. wahahaahs! and felin's convinced shes lesbian. &lt;em&gt;YOU ARE SO NOT OKAYS.&lt;/em&gt; =]&lt;br /&gt;we went to 6 hses in total. planned to go to syafwan's hse. [he jus shifted] fika wanted to see his hse, shar wanted to see his dad. waahahaas!&lt;br /&gt;neither me nor felin wanted to go there. din go eventually! heh.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, radhiah's hse was our pit stop for the day. fika den joined her madrasah frens, who were alr there. yahhh&lt;br /&gt;so we were walking... n stopped udr a blk, thinking of all the possibilities.&lt;br /&gt;called evryone. evryone seemed to not answer their calls. BUMMER.&lt;br /&gt;oh oh. and its a wonder ma feet din ache. i din haf blisters! whoopee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: felin's new haircut looked GREAT on her. [ashlee simpson] shes obsessed. ;)&lt;br /&gt;fika's dyed hair looked nice. really. the colour was nice. =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-113238123909147487?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/113238123909147487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=113238123909147487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/113238123909147487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/113238123909147487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2005/11/jalan-raya-x.html' title='jalan raya x)'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-113138404177064085</id><published>2005-11-07T01:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T09:20:41.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>crazy blogger.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;haha.  im in the mood to blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;as u can see, all ma posts are lyk essays.  whahahaas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;dun blame me. i haf weird mood swings.  now, do u believe me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;okay okays. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;this sunday, there'll be an open hse at ma hse.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;im not advertising or neting. im jus telling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;so i'll be expecting loads n loads of ppl. aiyaiyaii.  messy messy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now to football; barclays english premiere league!  =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chelsea is now in the lead. first place.   hoorah!  x)&lt;br /&gt;they so deserve it. they played hard, worked hard.  yipee. &lt;br /&gt;chelsea fan (became one ovrnite) talking here.&lt;br /&gt;and there's manchester united. second last.  goshh.&lt;br /&gt;that badd huh.  it seemed lyk w/out becks,  they fell out of place. seriously..&lt;br /&gt;the players can only count on cristiano now.  hot cha cha. he has sum potential.&lt;br /&gt;kesian kesian manchester.  newcastle's at the bottom list.  thats michael owen's team!&lt;br /&gt;*gasps*&lt;br /&gt;wad hpnd to becks uh?  gone case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE U CHELSEA!    whoots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den, ma dad kept saying "kelong kelong" during the matches. ape saje.&lt;br /&gt;manchester city is acherli better den manchester united.  haha..&lt;br /&gt;ARSEnal.  geddit? &lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hee. i want cable!  not faaairr!&lt;br /&gt;i want espn. so that i can watch football. and and. motor racing. (i din noe there's sucha ting)&lt;br /&gt;and all the otr sports lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;den rite..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;locke kesian, u noe..  he got cheated by his own biological parents into donating his kidney to his dad.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;later on, his dad duz not wana haf neting to wif him, his own son!   he got cheated.  and he was paralysed... that is, until the plane crash,  he was able to stand up on his feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;how that hpn, i oso dono.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;he believed in fate &amp; destiny. jack believed in science.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;sawyer wore specx. and he looked lyk harry potter.  whahahaaas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;hes very funny.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-113138404177064085?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/113138404177064085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=113138404177064085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/113138404177064085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/113138404177064085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2005/11/crazy-blogger.html' title='crazy blogger.'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-113138270915159022</id><published>2005-11-07T00:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T08:58:29.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>stick wit u.  :))</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;haiyah.  bored to death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;todae din feel lyk hari raya.  din go out. mom's working, so is dad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;sistah got sch.  aiyaiyaii. u call this a celebration?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;nvm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;weds; gg out wif madrasah frens. gg ustazah mardiana's hse. whooopee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;missed her munn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;thur; gg out wif gfs frm tkg.  that is aish, atiqah, nad, naz, wid, ameera. these are the confirmed ones. =] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;i hope shiren can make it. wells, the more the merrier.  ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;anyways, spent ma tym watching LOST. credit goes to serene, the care-giver, who kindly lend me her cds. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i wana make some clarifications here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;1) LOCKE is not bad. he did not cause BOONE'S death acherli. (i thot he was evil. so i hated him bcos he caused BOONE to die!)  he tried to warn boone to leave the plane, but boone insisted on making the transmission for help. who's fault? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;u decide. locke's kind enuff to help boone bk to caves for treatment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;2) the french woman, danielle is bad. (i thot she's nice n lonely.)  she kidnapped claire's child lata.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i tink shes a nutcase. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;AND. the ending of LOST...   sux.  it's left hanging.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ARGH. so merepek munn. there's suspense. they're still not rescued.  haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;they finally opened the hatch; thanks to jack, kate, hurley n locke.  YAY. but, they nvr show wads in the hatch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;dammit. i want to noe!  asshole. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;so crappy. u watch lah.  and, there's PIRATES!  well.. at least i tink  thats who they are. the bad guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;sorry if i kinda spoil it. juz cudn help it. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;anyways.. its currently 12.43am.  gosh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;watched the video, stick wit u AGAIN.   ahhhh. lingering in ma head now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;the song's fantastic.  im so buying the pussycat dolls album.   x))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;den, watched lindsay's confessions of a broken heart(daughter to father) video.  kinda depressing.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;u'd pity her if u watch the video. i pity her. its abt her parents quarelling, den she suffer.. cry cry.  =S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;she wear eyeliner lyk super thick lah. at least it looks better on her den duff. cos she has more edge.  heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;okays. hari raya season; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;pretty slack this yr(thats wad ive been telling evrybudy) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;so far... gone to obek yam's hse, obek maria's hse;  her children all grown up! abg izzud, chacha.., obek karim's hse (i like!), tante's hse; saw abg sham n kak ida n elli. purple's their colour code. , my grandfather's sister's hse, my parents' cikgu's hse n loaads.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ma dad's the naughtiest boy in sch. last tym. he was notorious. and for that, he's popular. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;thats wad ma mom says. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"semua org nk kwn dgn bdk jahat. mana ade org nk kawan dgn bdk baik?"  daddy's quote.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;luckily, i din inherit his bad habits, as in SMOKING!  tsk tsk tsk. we'd gone to his cher's hse. and his cher asked him to stp smoking. i hope that had sum effect on him cos his cher is quite a fierce one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;hari raya collection; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;$189++&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;current moneh moneh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-113138270915159022?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/113138270915159022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=113138270915159022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/113138270915159022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/113138270915159022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2005/11/stick-wit-u.html' title='stick wit u.  :))'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-113100156599787286</id><published>2005-11-02T15:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T23:06:06.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>eid mubarak!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;EID MUBARAK! EID MUBARAK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;in otr wurds..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;selamat hari raya!   =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;YAYY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;saling bermaaf-maafan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;wahhh. panas lah. im in ma kebaya. kebaya modern.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;nooooo. not that tight, minah-always-wear kebaya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;hahaah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;watched barclays english premiere league.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;wahwahwahwah.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;swell munn. x))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;did u noe that chelsea is very very very gd?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;wells, they are! ive nvr seen neting lyk em.  whoooots.  ;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;man u slack lah. dey lost to middlesbrough. tsk. cristiano scored one.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;he has curly hair now!  whahaahahaas!  he look weird. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;and. there's this player frm sunderland called whitehead!   WHAHAHAHAHAAS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;what a name. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;whooops.  hari raya. must maintain. maintainn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;okays. went geylang last mon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;wif pakcik, makcik, papa, momma n sis n granny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;bumped into mdm surayah!   waaaahh. she tapped me at the shoulder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;must be shopping wif her hubby n baby. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;DEN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;once, sis went 'eh! abg shamnye adik! eh! abg shamnye adik!'  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;u noe me lah. im slow n blur.  soo, it took me a while to see &lt;strong&gt;him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;waaaahh. he was wif a ghurl. and the ghurl was lyk holding his hand!  gawd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;it din quite register into ma head that hes attached. i was in a daze munn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;had to confide in atiqah.  =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;booohoohoo!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i tink he saw the expression on ma face.   =S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;haiyahhhhhhhhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;tommy-look-alike.  x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;[wed]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;helped mum wif housework.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;mum nagged nagged nagged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;o__O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;she went geylang at midnight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;den buy carpet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;nvr buy the stripey carpet that i want!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;x(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;it is soo bloodyy nice, i tell u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;slept at 3am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;wah piang. eye bag. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-113100156599787286?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/113100156599787286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=113100156599787286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/113100156599787286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/113100156599787286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2005/11/eid-mubarak.html' title='eid mubarak!'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-113059708467332373</id><published>2005-10-29T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T07:44:44.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>heyhoos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;yeahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;lyk finally, i can use the computer.  =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;am so glad munn. checked frenster. new testimonials.  jengjeng.  ;9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;helped mum wif chores. 4 days left of ramadhan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;stressful. mum kept nagging!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;argh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;looked for more pics of IAN.  x))  found loaads. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;lyk wad qah says, "he oozes sex or smth.."  hahaha. thats soo true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;shall miss the fivers!  x(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;haiyahh. separation sux munn. geez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;looking fwd to class gathering!   =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;love yall. we were great. as a class.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;found out news abt maddDUFF.  ;joel madden &amp; hilary  lah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;read tis sumwhere. "joel protects hilary frm kelly-the bully"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;WHAAHAHAHAAS!  joel is an ovrprotective bf.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;he disses kelly after she jested abt wanting to fight wif hill since bof of em were &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;frm texas. she was JOKING. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;hurh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;joel: "kelly was a contestant in a singing competition. .... ......   [sth sth. cant rmb]  hilary made herself."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;saw pics of hill n joel intimate.   &gt;=(  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;made ma blood boil munn. bitch.  din wana patch tings up wif lindsay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;petty petty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;den there were comments frm ppl abt hilary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;dey saed she had aneroxia. she used to be fatttttttttttt. she cudn protect herself. [must use joel]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;HAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-113059708467332373?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/113059708467332373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=113059708467332373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/113059708467332373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/113059708467332373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2005/10/heyhoos.html' title='heyhoos!'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-112922093450588743</id><published>2005-10-13T00:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T09:28:54.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOST!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;cried very very veryy baddly frm watching LOST.&lt;/span&gt;  goshhh.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;BOONE DIED! ! x'(((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;yeesh. cudn help it. tears started streaming frm ma eyes. turned puffy n red.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;aiyaiii. was too emo.  told ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i cry ovr silly stufs. that duzn make sense. to yall maebe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;but had a significance to me. i guez... in sum ways or anoder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;lyk that tym wen irwan was eliminated frm anugerah; i wailedd.  shu called me shortly after n we bof drowned our sorrows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;HAHAHA. broke dwn in sch the nxt dae.  sth in me that had triggerred. i thot i cud handle ma emotions. but NOOO, dey came gushing out shortly after n ma dear frens had to console me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;geeez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;[10th october]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;its ma bdae!! x)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;wooohoohooos!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;had sci ppr on that dae oso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;bleahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;besties gave me shooting stars album.  x))  *had been hinting on that one*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;LOL. dey sang me a bdae song. wich rili rili touched ma heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;teared.  =SS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;fivers wished me.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;went out to celebrate at nite. wif uncle n aunt.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;went to JB. HYATT hotel. buffet ramadhan.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;soo many manyy fd but stomach cudn digest all of em.  thats e effect fasting has on u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;received $50 frm bof uncle n aunt.  *chingchiing*   x))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;mum's frens gave me a billabong bag.  haah.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;fd was delish. high-class enuff.  lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;haf yet to bug momma n dad fer pressies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;millions of thanks to aish atiqah naz wid nad mum dad uncle aunt ani FIVERS hotel staffs fer making tis day an even  wonderfull occasion!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-112922093450588743?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/112922093450588743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=112922093450588743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/112922093450588743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/112922093450588743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2005/10/lost.html' title='LOST!'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-112870023347151632</id><published>2005-10-07T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T08:50:33.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>long time since i blogged.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;ola! its been millions of yrs since i blogged huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;exam fever. haish. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;had maths ppr jus now!  gosh. it was okay lah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;hopefully, i can score. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;todae's the third dae of ramadhan. ((x  ytd's dinner for buke n the dae before was a feast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;mum cooked roti kirai on mon n lontong on tue. we had spaghetti n chicken soup todae. ((=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;shall blog in a while abt ma happiest dae; the dae i went to IMM. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;shall elaborate more lata.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;jus realised craig david's hot. i noe atiqah has told me tt lyk a few tyms..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;but, din noe he was THAT hot. hahaaah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;3 more days to sci ppr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and oso ma bdae.  X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-112870023347151632?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/112870023347151632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=112870023347151632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/112870023347151632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/112870023347151632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2005/10/long-time-since-i-blogged_07.html' title='long time since i blogged.'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-112869985779577511</id><published>2005-10-07T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T08:44:17.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>long time since i blogged.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-112869985779577511?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/112869985779577511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=112869985779577511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/112869985779577511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/112869985779577511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2005/10/long-time-since-i-blogged.html' title='long time since i blogged.'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-112567515478931498</id><published>2005-08-31T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T08:32:34.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>aslam</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;2dae is teacher's dae! is a happy occasion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;bcos students lyk ME nid not study. came to sch to jus &lt;strong&gt;celebrate.&lt;/strong&gt; x) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;started off wif aces dae in the morn. came to sch wif a big bag of ice. brrr. its damn heavy n coldd!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;but thanks to nadia; hu helped me.. i made it thru. =] anyways. had aces dae wif tkss. a tradition. we do tis lyk evry yr..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;aish was 1 of the sports leaders. had to std on table n lead. ;9  hurhur. infrnt of sec 3s. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;obviously, used tkss sound system. cos theirs is much betta, compared to ours; olwis spoilt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;-_______________-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;chis. used songs suchas jump, i lyk to moveitmoveit, senorita, lose ma breath n tis otr song. compiled into one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;had celebration aftwerds. class party! x))  der were junk fd, drinks, &lt;strong&gt;ice&lt;/strong&gt;, sausages, fishball, nuggets n chocs. n a cake specially ordered fer ms tay n mdm surayah. o=) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;unfortunately, i had to leave earlier wif e otr dancers since we're lyk performing lata. grr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;smuggled sum fd. ate n ate n ate lyk ders no tmr. heh heh. =P  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;we took a few class fotos. =) thankfully. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;rushed to hall, changed n rehearsed. cam had made sum changes last min.  =S &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;concert started at 9.30.  firs item was a dance put up by dance club. song &lt;strong&gt;lyk i love you!&lt;/strong&gt; whoots. their performance ws mind-blowing. jana was very pretty. =]  its damn damn damn damn damn coool, i tell u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ours was 2nd dance item. being on stage is kinda fun. x) atiqah, naz n wid were frantically waving to me. i was lyk grinning e whole tym. =D  haha.  3rd dance item is by dance club oso. diff grp. annabel was in it. dey were superb! too!! hair dance, according to serene. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;all of the dancers are very bootiful n flexible!  not faairr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;den zidd's band performed. &lt;strong&gt;2 left feet&lt;/strong&gt;. i was disappointed cos i din see zidd playing e drums. she hurt her hand. x(  e lead singer, and e 2 ppl playing e electric guitar all netballers! x) x) x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;heh heh. i loved it! dey were so cool! im gonna support em. woohoohoos! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;aft sch,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;nad had planned fer all of us to meet up. i thot it was at tam mart. i waited n waited. its tough okays w/out a hp. useless n helpless. &gt;x( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;luckily, saw nashrah. used her hp to call mai n nad. and guess wad? deyr alr in esps!  dey had the nerve to leave me!  hmphh! so, i had to make ma way to esps all by maself. can u blif tt?!  tsktsk. saw zulaiha n farizan n affifah on e way. going hm. aiyaiii. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;esps changed &lt;strong&gt;alort&lt;/strong&gt;. seriously. it was damn crowded. by graduates tt came to visit.  haah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i was making ma way to canteen. a grp of boys walked opp ma direction. ma jnrs, i spose. and i definitely heard em making those mat noises. wth wth. if dey noe im their snr, *ahemahem* .. dey wud haf paid me more &lt;strong&gt;MORE&lt;/strong&gt; RESPECT. grrrr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and rite bhind em.. were ma schmates. sec 2s. all those malay mats. aslam, syaf, tamimi, zaki, shamil? n smore i tink. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;tis is wad i heard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"ey nurul ah.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"oi nurul.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"oi syazwani.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"syazwani sombong ah!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"nurul da sombong ah skrg..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i tink they were syaf's, zaki's, aslam's voices. n maebe e rest.. im not sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i was certain i heard irsyad's voice. OMG. but, he din cum on tt dae.  =X  argh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;met e gfs in canteen. loaaadsss of ppl! frm sec1s - sec3s. mats n minahs. a lot of jnr victorians. wah wah wah. salman changed. he was e mat wif e cap n towel ard his neck. i swore i cudn recognise him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;der was &lt;strong&gt;fika, mai, nad, felin, syaza&lt;/strong&gt;, ratna, nad A, aisha, amanina, radhiyah, ashikin n smore ghurls lah.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we talked n crapped.&lt;/strong&gt; me n fika dcided to eat mee soto. and guez wad?  e taste is simply diffren!!  so shitty. fika tk leh dudok diam.  kecoh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;mai talked abt fird. deyr not on talking terms. he'd insulted lyana's hair.  meanie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;felin wanted to go macs. more high-class.  tts where it all began.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;FUNFUNFUN! x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;we took lotsaa pics. gd ghurls gone wild. &gt;x)  rawked macs.  we had a gd talk too. fika was on e verge of tears telling stories abt how her frens betrayed her. bitched abt her bhind her bk. assholees! we did crappy tings. way beyond ur wilest imagination. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;once, syaza's camera ran outta batt. me, felin n fika followed her hm. i dcided to be silly n put on ma pinafore ovr ma jeans. fika saed that one esss mat was luking at me n grinning away.  lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;we crossed e rd; holding hands n screaming away. heh heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;waited fer syaza lyk damn long. in e lift. got freaked out by own stories. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i heard footsteps. thot tt was syaza. n was practically shouting fer her to cum soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;turned out to be her elder brudder. =SS  uhoh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;felin went 'saper tuh?' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;fika turned ard; saw onli clothes. her scream triggered ma screams. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;turned out to be an indian man on e stairs. i thot it was sum kind of penghuni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;fika was lyk 'i turned ard. and i onli saw his clothes.. cos his face blend in wif surroundings!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAHAHAHA.  his face was dark.   lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;saw sahrul n syahrul in macs. sahrul lukd more intellectual in specs. i tink he shd keep it tt way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;we saw tis minah wearing super hugee shades!!! laughed our asses off. fika's translation: 2 esplanades on her eyes/ lalat ghurl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;we made vids. fika was e lamest. ;9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;mai asked how i find tt zul guy. i saed hes average. she kanchong wen der were victorians in macs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;lepak at macs a few hrs b4 leaving. cos mum's fetching; going suntec. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ma gfs made ma day. x)) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and seriously, guys change lyk alot! seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;syaf is as tall as mai n fika. padahal, dulu dia ketot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;shamil is much thinner n betta-luking now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;zaki is much darker n taller.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;aslam luk lyk abang2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sahrul much thinner n intellectual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;farhan &lt;strong&gt;slightly taller&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;chinese guys matured. faces diffren.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;taller n much more gd-luking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HOW UNFAIR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10278569-112567515478931498?l=pmssypwincez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/feeds/112567515478931498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10278569&amp;postID=112567515478931498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/112567515478931498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10278569/posts/default/112567515478931498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmssypwincez.blogspot.com/2005/08/aslam.html' title='aslam'/><author><name>syazzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11362537591887034878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10278569.post-112507206182729281</id><published>2005-08-26T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T09:01:01.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;wheee. so, 2dae had zany parade. =]  wooohooo! sch ended at 1pm cos of tt. ehehhh. had to go to east coast &lt;strong&gt;on our own.&lt;/strong&gt; sheesh. ate lunch in sch firs. ameera was tagging along. tsk. left sch strait away aft tt.. took 31. bus stp damn crowded. loaaaads of tkgians. -__-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;bus was packed to max. by victorians. smbyg jumaat lah. OH. by kc ghurls. noisy! ooh. did i tell u? nad's hair was&lt;strong&gt; lyk damn damn cool. sth lyk alicia keys. k&lt;/strong&gt;waiii. x)  wif her funkay hat. wooooh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;it was onli a few stps frm our sch. we still&lt;strong&gt; had to walk.&lt;/strong&gt; grr. me n nad dcided to take e shorter route; tt is by jay-walking.  heh. =P yeahh.  atiqah, naz, wid n ameera walked e &lt;strong&gt;looongg&lt;/strong&gt; way n took e ovrhead bridge. waaaaaaaahhhh. o=) goody2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;anyways, we waited damn long fer em to arrive. dey took their sweeeet tym. walked thru udrpass... den reached east coast pk lyk finally!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;mdm khoo was alreadi blabbering awae wen we reached der. gawwshh. so, we sang e sch song firs. wif gasto n pride. it was ovrwhelming. wooh.  den, we had to get ready fer the parade. e sec 2 theme was funky. whoots. got ma tie lyk AT LAST! ytd, went shopping at orchard wif aish. shall elaborate lata.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;went to restrm wif aish, atiqah, wid n naz n nad n ameera.  luckily, it was clean. =] =]  wore a black top, hot pink tie, skirt, lotsaaa colourful bangles, hoop earrings.  tried to improvise our clothes by adding on sum funkayy cloth n tying colourful strings ard our legs/hands/hair.  hah. bought by dahhlia. =)  it was sort of crap. sum of us wore lyk retro. wif e shades n polky dot skirts. nice cloth tied ard our heads. CUTE.  steph was more lyk benji. she was wearing all black. long black STRIPEY sox. goth. she din want me to label her. ;9&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; soon, e zany parade began. cross country took place b4 tt. WOOOOH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;infrnt of e judges, we cheered n soared n gave it our all. enthu. tho sum of us did fumble n mumble. we thot we cud nvr std a chance of winning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;yo everybody, we're 2e5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;u betta step dwn cos we're alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;wooh. we're hot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;so touch us not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bcos...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we're the bomb&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;can u hear us tick?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;beware if u turn us on&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there is no safety switch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we're the bomb&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to use those steady hands&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to mess wif us&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;u must be a brave class&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;sum of it duzn rili make sense. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;banner was SUPER SUPER nice n funkyy! compliments; dahlia n sistahs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;we won lah. zany parade!!!! woohooohooo! we rawk. cross country; our runners made us proud. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;din xpect to win zany. cos it was sort of a last min ting. evryting was. GOSH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yipeee! we won we won we won. x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;finished at abt 6+. hell. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;it was hell waiting fer the blardeee 31!  had to miss 2 buses cos it was damn crowded. sheeeesh. thanks to sum ppl HU SIMPLY REFUSE TO GO UP E UPP DECK! its lyk as if ders a bomb tt mite xplode any minute. WTF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;furthermore, those victorians in soccer went hm at abt tis tym. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;reached hm at abt 8+. bloodyy hell. missed ma rouge. &gt;x(   went to tam mart to eat dinner. hazirah was already der.  haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ma eyes were drooping. eyelids damn heavy. i was lethargic. so, me n zirah went hm whereas momma n sistah shopped fer farina's present. walked udr the blks. der were malay guys playing sepak takraw nearby. and dey went lyk 'phiiwiit'. HAHAHAHAHA. i thot tt was funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;thur:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;aft sch, waited fer aish lyk suppperrr loonggg. cos she had the aces dae thingy ...  left fer far east. took the train. was dciding on where to go; bugis or j8 or orchard?  whaahahaas. train was slightly crowded, to ma surprise.  got abit lost in orchard. abit only. walked n walked.. winding paths. how annoying. heading fer god-noes-where.. once, we were in lucky plaza. we mistook it fer far east!! LOL LOL. how kuku. aish's brilliance. heheheh. no wdr it felt diff. AISH.  we felt so malu-ated. had to ask a lady fer directions. luckily, she was nice.  saw a hot guy! rite aish? *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;winks at her*  wen we walked past him, he was lyk singing e song 'open your eyes'     'when i open ma eyes...'  ma favourite song! x)  he was sort of giving flyers or sth. e guys tepi jln; annoying ones.  hes hot. ahhh. shopped ard far east. damn hugeee. woweee. looked high n low. fer a tie. funky one. our efforts were not in vain wen we found a hot pink tie in tis shop. =] i din noe wad inspired me to buy tt tie. OMG. it jus stds out. =]  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;original price: 12.90&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;bargained price: 10.00     thanks to aisha!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;she was lyk 'can we get tis at a cheaper price?   cos our sch is having tis parade ting.. n we wana buy ties of the same colour fer our whole class..'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;'how many ppl?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;'ard 40 lyddat..' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;'oh. okay okay.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;*aish looked all serious n ask if wich colour's nicer. pretended to discuss wif me*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;HAHAHAHHA. e womun was lyk 'u can choose 2 colours if u want. n show to ur class. see wich one dey prefer.. cum bk n u can change e colours.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;HWHAHAHHAHAHA!  she acherli blived us. x) x)   we bought e same coloured tie in e end. asked fer their contact no. tactic. ;9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;YAYYS. aish rules alrite! i was lyk luffing in the dressing rm. i was snickering. i cudn help it. aish was lyk calm n composed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;bought orange hoop earrings too. aish bought blue. metallic.   ours nice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;took 518 hm. reached at abt 7+.  the bus was express. not many stps! so funn! whee whee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;wed:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;wooh. IAP 2dae. kids party. no lessons. x)  yipeeee! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;im in entertainment. sort of vital. practised n rehearsed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;deco was nice. all was busy preparing. b4 the kids n their parents arrive. our theme is space.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;soon, the cuties arrived. dey were innocent n sweet. mdm amizah's 3 children came! sofea, hafez, hakim. they were very adorable! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;firs up was bring it all bk. a dance. i din make any bloopers. but sadly, the sound system was abit spoilt. arggh. the poor kids. they were eating wen we were performing.&lt;/span&gt;  5 tkps kids, mdm amizah's kids, aish's 2 cousins, kar mun's cousin.  oh. firs was the icebreaker. 'pass the star'  they had to introduce themselves to us wen e song stpd n dey were still holding onto e star. =)  it was amusing watching em play. x)  dey're simply adorable chubby creatures.  eeks.  angels. =]&lt;br /&gt;der was a play by entertainment ppl too! x)&lt;br /&gt;me n steph were the alien warriors.  grace was e alien queen. aish was moony roony[the bimbotic space warrior]  kar mun was the aaaah[moony roony's super enthu allie]  ameera was e green old bearded man.  naf was e naggy wife. ngt was one of the extras. so was jasmine. &lt;br /&gt;steph planned it all. script. a funny plot. suitable fer kids. ;) &lt;br /&gt;she was e makeup artist too.  had a much shorter tym to prepare fer e play. to makeup n dress up. SHEESH.&lt;br /&gt;i had to put on blue n silver glossy gloss. steph drew on ma face wif a lipstick! red.  gawwd.  wrapped aluminium foils ard ma hair. how spacey. and wear hairbands wif those antenners. (sp)  -.-   grace is spose to haf queen armadilla's makeup. haah. aish had e typical bimbotic kinda makeup. she lukd sweet tho.  we totali screwed up lah.  =S =S &lt;br /&gt;but nvm. cos e ki
