<?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-22705396</id><updated>2011-07-08T04:51:21.163+08:00</updated><category term='boredom strikes.'/><category term='Volcom ft. Vans'/><category term='new bag.   (:'/><category term='boredom.'/><category term='new blog skin.   (:'/><category term='vday present.'/><category term='baby'/><category term='SICK'/><category term='TPTPTPTP'/><category term='vday.'/><category term='i passed my TP. yay-ness.'/><category term='Universal Studio in Singapore'/><category term='SICK.'/><category term='baby.'/><title type='text'>vintage</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>1231</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-401342096063597155</id><published>2010-09-16T20:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T16:05:04.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I HAVE OFFICIALLY MOVED TO TUMBLR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://im-emika.tumblr.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://im-emika.tumblr.com"&gt;CLICK HERE.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-401342096063597155?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/401342096063597155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/401342096063597155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-have-officially-moved-to-tumblr.html' title=''/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-6929927259672621661</id><published>2010-09-15T17:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T17:51:26.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Salam lebaran to all. I know its kinda late but who the hell cares. I was busy studying for exams. And I ditched hari raya just to spend time with boyfriend and mug at the library for the weekend. Well, studies come first after all. No doubt about that, I must say. But family was really supportive about me mugging instead of visiting our relatives and whatsoever nots. At most some of my relatives actually kirim green packets for me when I was not around with family. Hee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Its good and awesome to be short and small. Why? It means green packets won't stop coming in. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Exams were awesomely done. I didn't regret for coming to Mr. Ng's revision class despite me completing all his tests and I need not come to school. So my efforts paid off and it didn't went down the drain. To add in, I must say that boyfriend really did his very best. And I'm not surprised if this time he gets much more higher marks than me. Usually, I get higher marks than him. Hee. We both mugged really hard at the library. Not forgetting on our first study date which was on Saturday, the second day of raya, boyfriend pampered with whatever I wanted to eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Not forgetting, I was two hours late in meeting him. We was suppose to meet up at 12.30 pm and I reached at 2.30 pm. But well, my boyfriend's an angel, he never scolds me before. The sweet thing is that, he knew I woke up like real late which is like 12.30 pm, the timing we were suppose to meet up, and he still bought for me the chicken cheese balls over at OCK. He knew I was craving for it ever since I came back from China. Hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;So we made our way to Marina Square by the new underpass which goes to the Esplanade Circle Line. We passed by Polar and there he goes, he bought for me the Hello Kitty chocolate moon cake. The taste was freaking heavenly. Another one of my cravings. Off to having lunch at Manhattan Fish Market at Marina Square with him. How sweet. A perfect lunch date with him. No doubt about that. Hee. And we headed to Esplanade and mug our butts off. My study dates with him was perfect, I must say. Its been quite some time since we last had a perfect date since we were both real busy with school even though its  a study date.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Exams are done anyway. And I was freaking happy when questions that are being revised with Mr Ng came out for EQM. UTM? Mr Wong's paper? I suppose I flunk the SAQ and not the MCQ. Its because I actually went through the past year exam papers with boyfriend the previous day. But well, since its over, I'm pretty much looking forward to my industrial attachment over at Tuas. Alhamdulillah, I got the job. Attachment means kachings! And lots of kachings!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Sixteen monthsary is coming, this coming Monday. But I'm not sure whether I can make it. Though I'm pretty free now, I want and have to tutor Emira because she's sitting for her PSLE in 22 days time. And trust me, the time frame for me to tutor her is real short. But boyfriend, is fine with that. Its because he knows that Emira needs me badly in this critical time frame. And he actually offered to come down library just to pass me the gift. Well, boyfriend is contemplating to get for me a ring at SK or Citi Gems or the Polaroid Camera. I'm not sure which one he'll get for me anyway. Hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Not forgetting, boyfriend has already gave me hints that he'll be getting something from Apple products for my birthday. Maybe Iphone 4 or Ipad. Hee. I do rather prefer an Iphone 4. That'll be perfect. Hee. Let's just wait and see what happens during my birthday. Hee. I better be off now. So long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YOUR PRINCESS LOVES YOU, NURRIDZUAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-6929927259672621661?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/6929927259672621661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/6929927259672621661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/09/salam-lebaran-to-all.html' title=''/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-4017306314937019426</id><published>2010-09-07T12:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T12:50:35.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/TIW9qgZdF7I/AAAAAAAAJIw/I3XIOPO_Be4/s1600/selamat-hari-raya-abu-musaddad-11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/TIW9qgZdF7I/AAAAAAAAJIw/I3XIOPO_Be4/s400/selamat-hari-raya-abu-musaddad-11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514021856733894578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Haven't been updating in a while. Been busy with school and some 'mini' hari raya preparations. So last Friday, I did break my fast with boyfriend and my two other YEP friends, Ida and Arfiq. Had an awesome time with them at Seoul Garden. I've not got hold of the photographs because boyfriend hasn't uploaded it from the DSLR. Break my fast with family and boyfriend at Geylang on Saturday and chilled at Esplanade after that. Photography sessions, night shoots. Hee. I like. Sunday, went JB with family and break our fasts at Seoul Garden. Like again, I know. Hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday, school day. Had my class theory tests which I never mug on it at all. Hee. And exams are just next week! I'm planning not to go out on the second and third day of raya either. Mugging for exams time. I'll only go out on the first day of raya which falls on Friday. Other than that, is so NO. Only after exams, yes. Hee.&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm hoping that my raya outing with my secondary school mates won't clash with my working day if I happen to make through the interview last Thursday. I is so worried about that. If I happen to get the job for my attachment, I'll start working on the 27 September 2010. Let's hope the raya outing will be before I even start on my attachment. Pretty please.&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today is a no-school day. Why? I've cleared all my phases tests and class tests so the classes are basically revision theory classes and its optional for me to go. I'll just go for the two main modules optional revision theory classes tomorrow instead. And Thursday is a no-school day for me too! It feels great when you have already cleared all your tests and you don't owe any teacher anything. So that leaves me with examinations. Which is like next week! And ta-dah, I'll be kind of free for two weeks or so. Hee. How awesome. But well, that means I have to prepare myself for my attachment or CPTC. Back to square one.&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Not forgetting, I've been busy planning about the Bangkok trip with friends. A mixture of friends, I must say. There'll  be at least 3 couples and two singles, a male and female. We'll be going next year. Why next year and not end of this year? Its because I might have my attachment and CPTC and trust me, I don't want to go there in a rush and having to think my left over job or revisions and shits. So I might as well wait until next year. Well, time passes by very fast. Soon enough, I'll be on a plane to Bangkok. Haha. Shopping spree honey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Perhaps we'll be going in late March. Right after we have ended our exams. As in our final paper of our whole 2-year course. I'm sure I'll have lots of fun with the awesome people. Yazid &amp;amp; Lira, Zairie &amp;amp; Nana, Ida and maybe Arfiq too. But of course, my boyfriend too. Me and boyfriend are already planning to go on another holiday trip, just the two of us. Or perhaps a few more friends to join us. To where? I shan't reveal. Hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Classmates of ITE, did ask me and boyfriend to break our fast together at Simpang Bedok. We both can't make it because we are going out with our own families. And our own families come first than friends. Sorry to all and thanks for the invite to break fast with you guys. Better be off now. Want to go out. So long! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YOUR PRINCESS LOVES YOU, NURRIDZUAN. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-4017306314937019426?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/4017306314937019426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/4017306314937019426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/09/havent-been-updating-in-while.html' title=''/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_R0IPqBk9FyA/TIW9qgZdF7I/AAAAAAAAJIw/I3XIOPO_Be4/s72-c/selamat-hari-raya-abu-musaddad-11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-3298686041574856401</id><published>2010-09-01T15:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T15:48:52.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/TH39t9-1cxI/AAAAAAAAJIo/z10UTWpJl1o/s1600/IMG_2911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/TH39t9-1cxI/AAAAAAAAJIo/z10UTWpJl1o/s400/IMG_2911.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511840485145408274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Alhamdulillah, I've arrived in Singapore safely. Two weeks of being away from home was really a torture but with love and friends around, it was a whole hell a lot of fun. I shan't blog about my 14 days over there because it would be an extremely long post which will be real wordy, I must say. But well, overall, I never regret choosing this trip over YOG. It was a real eye-opening experience which I shall never forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I shall let the photographs in my FB do the talking. Well, a picture speaks a thousand words. But trust me I've like tons of photographs. Like total up about 3 thousand plus of  photographs, I suppose. I'm loving my DSLR. Hee. No doubt about that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, school's been pretty much relax for me because I've finished almost all the tests and projects excluding one of my projects to be handed in this Friday and a test this Friday. Exams are coming like real soon. In about two weeks time and I've yet to mug on my two main modules. As a matter of fact, I actually brought along my books to mug over at China. But I was freaking tired by all the activities that were planned for the team till I neglected my books. So there I go, last minute revision like again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Not forgetting, I did so much shopping over at China and it was really awesome. Thanks love for the stuff you have bought for me. Yes, he gave me lots of surprises for me during my 2 weeks stay. To add in, I've lost like 7 kilograms of fat. Haha. I'm now like 50 kg exactly. I like. A much more slimmer me. Hee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Alhamdulillah again, that I was one of the chosen ones to go for the industrial attachment. Love too! Hee. I was freaking happy that I was selected to go for an interview for some big pharmaceutical company. And the interview is like tomorrow morning. The starting pay was awesome. I really hope that me and love will get the job. Trust me, I'm so looking forward to tomorrow's interview despite me being nervous. Hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Friday? Will be breaking my fast outside with my YEP cliques, those whom I hang out with during my YEP trip. Not sure where yet, but its confirmed we are meeting up each other. Perhaps, Seoul Garden or Arnolds. Oh my, I miss you all already. Two weeks of spending time with you all ain't enough. Now we are all planning to go on a trip to Bangkok somewhere next year after my attachment. In'syallah, if I get the job tomorrow, I will have sufficient money to go Bangkok. Saving starts from now! Hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Saturday? Breaking fast with my family and of course love too. Hee. I can't wait actually. Not forgetting, love has started making plans for our 16 months anniversary. He sure has lot of surprises, I must say. And I love surprises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To: Nurridzuan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Baby, I must say that I was glad that you was around with me during the 2 weeks trip. Trust me, I would not have known what to do without you around. You were my pillar of strength for the past 2 weeks and you are still now. I wonder what would have happen without you and family around. All those comforting words and hugs you gave me when I was crying badly because I was homesick were truly appreciated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Despite me scolding and getting angry with you for no valid reason, sometimes, you still stood by me though I tried pushing you away. All those hurting words I said to you, you swallowed it painfully and still, you will always say that you love me and remind me of our sweet memories together. No doubt, that I love you freaking much no matter how angry I am with you. For the past 1 year 3 months, which is 15 months, you always make me feel like I'm the happiest girlfriend in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I never regret being with you for the 15 months. I really hope that our relationship will last long. Finally, I love you so much Nurridzuan. Trust me, I really do. I'm looking forward to our 16 months anniversary and the surprise that you have in store for me. Hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I better be off now. So long.  (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;YOUR PRINCESS LOVES YOU, NURRIDZUAN.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-3298686041574856401?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/3298686041574856401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/3298686041574856401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/09/alhamdulillah-ive-arrived-in-singapore.html' title=''/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/TH39t9-1cxI/AAAAAAAAJIo/z10UTWpJl1o/s72-c/IMG_2911.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-9163392488278988318</id><published>2010-08-12T14:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T15:47:45.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>china, SOON.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/TGOg33LDT4I/AAAAAAAAJIg/KxbxWxXU9aI/s1600/IMG_09441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/TGOg33LDT4I/AAAAAAAAJIg/KxbxWxXU9aI/s400/IMG_09441.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504420051140431746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm not very sure why I'm so lazy to just update my blog in a proper manner. Since I'm here to kill my boredom, I shall just update like really update properly. So here I go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I don't think I mentioned in my previous post that last Saturday, I watched The Last Airbender with family and love. It was  a great show only that the ending sucked like shit. It left me hanging, well, I believe it left everyone hanging thanks to the ending. So no surprise. But to hell with the ending, I loved the whole show excluding the ending. I shall rate it 3.5 popcorns out of 5 popcorns. The bad thing is that, there is no popcorn combo specialize for that movie unlike Toy Story 3 and all. As a matter of fact, I was looking forward to the figurines of maybe Aang or something. Next show, Step Up 3D, I think. But we shall see how, its the fasting month and yeah, we will be going China soon, so most probably a not, because no more time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fasting month. Well, I was really disappointed with my bloody best friend for coming at the wrong time. The best friend doesn't refers to Hairul Nizam alright. It refers to well, the girl's best friend. My days before going to China was suppose to be me fasting but I ended up not fasting at all till I go China. And most probably, going to China, I may not be able to fully fast. And instead, I'll have to repay my fast back once I've already settled down fully in Singapore. But love is doing well, his first day was alright and today is his second day of fasting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I ended my SCPO phase test like an hour plus ago, under Mr. Lee. You must be wondering, finish phase test then why am I still in school? Right. Well, I've got two reasons to support this whole situation. First, Mr. Lee gave us a list of reasons on why we can't go home early, it's to regards with our safety and the Section Head. Very long story. Haha. Second reason, I'm waiting for love to end his class. Our classes ends at the same time, so I shall just wait for him. Moreover, I'm going to Geylang right after school with him later on. So no difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Speaking of Geylang, I was suppose to have my dinner at Arnold's with family and love, breaking their fasts. But something cropped up at aunt's home and I end up going to Geylang to buy food from the food stalls and pack it home. Time consuming, huh. No doubt about that. The dinner at Arnold's will be postponed to tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Tomorrow? Yes, I'll be ending like real late tomorrow despite ending class early which is like 11.30 in the morning. Its the final stage of the briefing on Mongolia trip and shits, so the final one, is the First Aid course. Tell me about it. And it ends at 6 in the evening. How boring. Before that, I'll have to go for some BL stuff. See, how busy my Friday is. Like every Friday, I will definitely have something on. What to do? This is the commitment that I've already made, so I must really commit to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've been having my tests like the whole of this week ever since National Day. On Tuesday itself, I had 2 phase tests, one in the morning and the other one in the afternoon. I made it through. On Wednesday, I had another phase test, but thank God, there was only one to focus on for that day. Today, I had another phase test, only one too. And I was so happy to know that I got a freaking grade A for the SCPO phase test. I don't know my other grades. But at least I know one, rather than none. I'll be having two theory tests, both in the morning but only at different timings. Damn it. UTM and EQM. Trust me, I've not studied for both. I can gladly say that, I'm going to flunk both papers. That's so unlike me, right. But I can't help it. I've been too busy with packing my stuff and all till I don't have time to even study for my two main modules. Bad time management, huh. Leave it be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I'm flying off on Sunday morning. Trust me, I don't think I'm mentally ready to leave my family in Singapore. A part of me is excited to go for the whole expedition, but the other part of me is sad because I have to leave my family. That's it. But well, In'syallah I can go through this smoothly. Uncle Ijan will be sending me off to the airport this Sunday, most probably Granddad will be coming. But queen and sisters? Like duh. Not forgetting, maybe best friend, Hairul Nizam and dearest uncle, Fadly will be there if they can wake up. Dork. But still, I'm glad that I have 4 wonderful boys who truly love and dote on me. And that is none other than my boyfriend, my Uncle Ijan, my best friend and finally, Fadly ( my uncle too! ). I love them all. But of course kan, I love some one the most between all the 4 boys. Hee. You know who, I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Facebook is being such a bitch. I've been trying to upload photographs into the BL camp albums and the town albums. But damn it, its really not working. It keeps saying that the upload is unsuccessful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;For the first two days of fasting month, I've been really angry with love and I scolded him like nobody's business. But he being the patient type, endured me. I hate it when I do that. I broke his heart just by scolding him. Bloody best friend of mine, had to come at this point of time. I love my boyfriend, like really, I do. That's all for now since love is ending his class like really soon and off to Geylang Bazaar with him. So long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;YOUR PRINCESS LOVES YOU, NURRIDZUAN.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-9163392488278988318?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/9163392488278988318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/9163392488278988318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/08/china-soon.html' title='china, SOON.'/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/TGOg33LDT4I/AAAAAAAAJIg/KxbxWxXU9aI/s72-c/IMG_09441.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-7013169860024885216</id><published>2010-08-10T15:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T16:19:25.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/TGEHgP50j2I/AAAAAAAAJIY/o3p_H7Bq7kM/s1600/IMG_0951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/TGEHgP50j2I/AAAAAAAAJIY/o3p_H7Bq7kM/s400/IMG_0951.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503688470229716834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its been a while since I blogged. My weekends are merely all shopping. Shopping for Mongolia stuff. Well, I'm left with very little more to shop actually. Now its all&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;about packing my things up. That's the hardest thing. Why? The more stuff you tend to bring the more space you'll occupy. But well, all those stuff are very important stuff to me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sisters surprised me and love by buying each of us something before we go Mongolia. As in a gift just for that. Well, sisters bought for me that greenish gold colored notebook that's sold at Takashimaya. While love got a story book, they bought it for him at Borders. Hee. Sweet sisters. I love you girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love's virgin trip to Johor with only me and queen was wonderful. Hee. Like seriously. We shopped for quite a number of stuff though. Its kind of late to say this, I admit. HAPPY 45th BIRTHDAY, SINGAPORE! The plan was to go Johor first then at night, to watch the fireworks. But the bloody human traffic at the Johor Checkpoint on the way back home totally sucked.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Still, I had fun with family and of course love despite not having to watch the fireworks together. Hee. Not forgetting, love bought for me the same bag as his, Slurplife yo. Hee. Nice. I like. And I better be off now. So long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;YOUR PRINCESS LOVES YOU, NURRIDZUAN.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-7013169860024885216?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/7013169860024885216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/7013169860024885216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/08/its-been-while-since-i-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/TGEHgP50j2I/AAAAAAAAJIY/o3p_H7Bq7kM/s72-c/IMG_0951.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-4255482491127842990</id><published>2010-08-02T09:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T10:25:47.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/TFYmyMNfbNI/AAAAAAAAJIQ/MBB6Ccr8Bi8/s1600/IMG_0278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/TFYmyMNfbNI/AAAAAAAAJIQ/MBB6Ccr8Bi8/s400/IMG_0278.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500626638592765138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mongolia trip is in a weeks time and I know all my flight details already. Its at Terminal 1 on 15 August 2010, Sunday at around 7 am. I had a very awesome shopping spree during my weekend. Totally awesome. I bought so many clothings at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Friday. I finally got that red United Colors of Benetton luggage that I really wanted. Oh yes, love too. Hee. So the both of us have the same luggage, only the color. Mine's red while love's is dark blue. I love my luggage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Saturday. Bought lots of toiletries and some apparels at John Little. Trust me, I spend like nearly 80 bucks at the sale at the Causeway Point. Headed to Vivo City, Winter Time to get my gloves and vacuum packed plastic bags.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sunday. Uniqlo. Yes, I bought lots of apparel at Uniqlo and Cotton On too. My closet is full of clothes now. Hee. I like. have not started packing yet but will do real soon. I'm so close to finish my shopping list real soon. Not much things to buy though. And I better be off now. Love is peeking over my shoulders now trying to read what I'm typing in my blog post. Haha. Silly boy, but I still love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YOUR PRINCESS LOVES YOU, NURRIDZUAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-4255482491127842990?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/4255482491127842990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/4255482491127842990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/08/mongolia-trip-is-in-weeks-time-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/TFYmyMNfbNI/AAAAAAAAJIQ/MBB6Ccr8Bi8/s72-c/IMG_0278.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-3474685971193429367</id><published>2010-07-29T08:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T08:58:58.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I suppose my current  post will be very wordy and boring since its been quite some time since I last really blog. Like major REALLY. To hell with that. I was down with a high fever, flu and of course a bad cough. And thanks to that, I was down with 2 days MC. Yes, two days. But not exactly two days though. Because I met up with love after he ended school. Well, not really ended school but he skipped PPR instead. And we finally watched, Despicable Me. Like finally. The whole movie is really cute and it nearly teared me actually. No doubt about that. On the good side, I rate it 8 popcorns. And I personally love Agnes. Hee.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;On the very first day of my MC, I headed down to Bugis and town with family and love. And I is such a happy goober on that day. Why? I finally got the luggage, yes that particular United Color Of Benetton's Red luggage. And not forgetting, love got the same luggage as me too and its in dark blue. Very sibuk right. Haha. Busybody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I bought for sisters a netbook each. Yes, each of them got one each. And I'll be getting it on Monday itself. Surprise for both of them. Confirm happy sia dapat Acer netbook.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Fadly texted me early in the morning when I was on my way to school. Why? Photography sessions on Friday night, which is tomorrow. Overnight at I don't know where. Well, I don't think love is agreeable to it. Hee. But well, nak diapakan. Just listen lorh.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After, Yazid told me all about his great experience eating at Hooters. I am so going to drag love to dine with me at Hooters. Hee. I don't know what else to type actually. I better be off. So long.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YOUR PRINCESS LOVES YOU, NURRIDZUAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-3474685971193429367?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/3474685971193429367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/3474685971193429367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-suppose-my-current-post-will-be-very.html' title=''/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-6469747763021051604</id><published>2010-07-22T13:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T21:01:04.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/TEfau-FsrlI/AAAAAAAAJII/QG0BdFvMhYU/s1600/eos.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 362px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/TEfau-FsrlI/AAAAAAAAJII/QG0BdFvMhYU/s400/eos.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496602370704715346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pardon me for not updating m blog for quite some time because I've been pretty busy with school stuff, as usual. Well, see that DSLR camera, yes, love got that cammy for me on our 14 monthsary. Hee. I like. Actually, I've already started using the DSLR camera already last Wednesday. Yes, I had photography sessions with love at Esplanade. Feeling-feeling photographer la both of us. Haha. And trust me, I love this camera a lot. Damn lot. Thanks baby. I love you. Happy 14 monthsary to us. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/TEfak8WNyaI/AAAAAAAAJIA/pQGKBt7oYW8/s1600/Aino_frontand..ian~black.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 260px; height: 338px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/TEfak8WNyaI/AAAAAAAAJIA/pQGKBt7oYW8/s400/Aino_frontand..ian~black.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496602198438431138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And yes, queen got me this phone on the same day love bought for me that camera. Hee. How fortunate I can be. To have wonderful people doting on me. Hee. I'm such a spoilt brat, I know. But well, who cares. I is so loving the phone now. I had my injections today and it was HELL for me. Three whole jabs at one go. And both my arms feels really numb now. Let's hope I don't get a fever, side effects you know. And finally, I have camp tomorrow, yes BL camp. I have to go to find my next chairman or chairlady. Pfft. Better be off. So long people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YOUR PRINCESS LOVES YOU, NURRIDZUAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-6469747763021051604?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/6469747763021051604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/6469747763021051604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/07/pardon-me-for-not-updating-m-blog-for.html' title=''/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_R0IPqBk9FyA/TEfau-FsrlI/AAAAAAAAJII/QG0BdFvMhYU/s72-c/eos.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-4536748200265336580</id><published>2010-07-15T21:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T21:51:31.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/TD8OPhJduVI/AAAAAAAAJH4/i3ut3WbBdzs/s1600/morethenyou.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/TD8OPhJduVI/AAAAAAAAJH4/i3ut3WbBdzs/s400/morethenyou.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494125730174187858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Actually, I don't feel like updating this blog but I'm bored to tears now, so I must do something worth it like updating my blog. Hee. Overall, my week has been real good, its just that I've got so much to submit. Like submitting my fyps and preparing for my phase tests which is really coming soon. There are arguments which tend to rise in between us and no doubt, I being the stubborn side, refuse to give in because I wasn't in the wrong, not even a bit and I really have contributed my part in the whole group project. But well,things just don't go the way we want, right? I don't know what to post any longer. So long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YOUR PRINCESS LOVES YOU, NURRIDZUAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-4536748200265336580?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/4536748200265336580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/4536748200265336580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/07/actually-i-dont-feel-like-updating-this.html' title=''/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_R0IPqBk9FyA/TD8OPhJduVI/AAAAAAAAJH4/i3ut3WbBdzs/s72-c/morethenyou.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-2358313863778742403</id><published>2010-07-12T08:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T08:56:56.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/TDpk2eFc-bI/AAAAAAAAJHw/asWljm4tiXE/s1600/spain-football.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 325px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/TDpk2eFc-bI/AAAAAAAAJHw/asWljm4tiXE/s400/spain-football.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492813582483388850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Congratulations to Spain! Yes, everyone's talking about it. I'm not a soccer fan, I must say. But well, I've been hearing lots of things about soccer ever since World Cup began and everyday in school too has always been that way. Wilson losing his bets and who is rooting for which country to win. And there's this octopus and bird which can predict who can win. But in the end, the octopus predicted the right winner. And I too was telling love way before hand that Spain will win. Haha. And it did baby. I'm glad that the soccer fever is dying down real soon. Hee.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;My Friday at Sentosa with the Mongolia mates were awesome made a few friends though. It was an enjoyable team building session thanks to Camp Challenge. Had dinner with love at Seah Im as per normal. My favourite nasi lemak. Yum yums.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I forgot to mention about this, that I bumped into my ex-neighbour, Justin. Yes, my santa claus. Hee. He actually approached me when I was having my early dinner with family at Banquet. And trust me, his hot. Haha. Well, his an SIA air steward now, that explains why I don't see him often at Woodlands or something. Its been a while since we met up and shiets. He was saying that we should meet up and do some catch-ups with each other soon. Sure do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Now what? Some people has an issue of me and best friend, Hairul Nizam. Like c'mon la, his just my best friend. I admit that he used to be my boyfriend before like, a few years back. That doesn't mean that he is my ex-boyfriend and we can't keep in touch and just stop there. Right? Before he became my boyfriend, he was my friend. So why can't he be my best friend even after our break up? Trust me, both best friend and love knows what's going on. Best friend knows about me and love and on the other hand, love knows about me and best friend. And both of them didn't object to anything. So why bother? You are just one fcuked up asshole that I think you should just leave me be. Why is that you must have issues in my life but not yours? So start making up issues of your own life please. Thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A month more to Mongolia. Am I mentally and physically prepared for the 2 weeks trip? I suppose, yes. I'm pretty excited and at the same time, I'm feeling sad. Don't ask me why, because I don't know why and I better be off now. So long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YOUR PRINCESS LOVES YOU, NURRIDZUAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-2358313863778742403?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/2358313863778742403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/2358313863778742403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/07/congratulations-to-spain-yes-everyones.html' title=''/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_R0IPqBk9FyA/TDpk2eFc-bI/AAAAAAAAJHw/asWljm4tiXE/s72-c/spain-football.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-8563722498206156864</id><published>2010-07-08T14:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T15:05:25.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/TDV0XeQ3ASI/AAAAAAAAJHo/Om20v-jy94U/s1600/img8140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 146px; height: 218px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/TDV0XeQ3ASI/AAAAAAAAJHo/Om20v-jy94U/s400/img8140.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491423267257778466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My perfect movie date with love yesterday after we skipped our PPR theory class was perfect. Hee. It all turned out right despite we had to change our lunch from Pizza Hut to LJS because I was really craving for LJS since the night before and love decided to just bring me there. Hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;The rating for the show out of 5 popcorns, I give it 3.5. Why? It didn't turn out the way I expected it to be since I've read the book itself. Reading the book was a much better experience then watching the movie, it gives you a better imagination on how you potray the whole story line. But well, at least I must admit Jacob's a really hottie. And I love the part whereby he said this to Edward, " I'm hotter than you". I was drooling almost all the time when there was Jacob. Haha. But the saddening part was that, Bella still chose the cold Edward over the hot Jacob even though she can't have her human life all over again really soon. But well, love is blind, I must say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Right after the movie, we shopped a little at Uniqlo and yes, love got for me two tops, one in green and the other in white and he too get me a pair of cyan coloured ear studs. Surprise, surprise. Right? And I think his going to get me the top coat for my nails today because he has hinted on me about this. Yay-ness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/TDV0ONRvnKI/AAAAAAAAJHg/RdOIrLSUqS8/s1600/img8144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 146px; height: 218px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/TDV0ONRvnKI/AAAAAAAAJHg/RdOIrLSUqS8/s400/img8144.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491423108079262882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Next stop, I'm going to drag queen to watch this with me, and maybe love too. I've seen the trailer and it looked real awesome. But well, let's hope the trailer wasn't showing the only best part of the whole movie though. Hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/TDV0IoJ9TtI/AAAAAAAAJHY/Zy2BnEuysCs/s1600/img8142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 146px; height: 218px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/TDV0IoJ9TtI/AAAAAAAAJHY/Zy2BnEuysCs/s400/img8142.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491423012215148242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Last but not least, I think love is going to bring me and sisters to watch this movie. Yes, its really cute and dorky, I must say. Its because my dearest Ema wants to watch this movie badly and love too. What can I say? They both look alike as in wearing glasses. Nyayahaha. I is so evil. But never mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I was actually fasting today till afternoon around 1 pm whereby I had to break my fast because I was having my periods. Damn. It was already half a day and I had to just waste my efforts there. Damn it. Never mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'll be off to Sentosa tomorrow for the Mongolia team building. I heard that the activities in store for us tomorrow is really fun. We shall see tomorrow. Not forgetting, both me and love applied for a job at Famous Amos randomly and we got it, part-time at Orchard Road. But its not confirmed yet though because I too have not really decided to work there because I'm up for another job as a nail trainee but that too seems that its looking for full-time people only. Perhaps Famous Amos is the option now because they needed part-timers. Or maybe Uniqlo, I've not yet applied for it. But well, we are both not really desperate to find jobs and money, its just that we find that we have too much time that we don't know what else to do. We can't be going out everytime right. Might as well, do something fruitful and working means more spending money. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I'm off now. Study time. So long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YOUR PRINCESS LOVES YOU, NURRIDZUAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-8563722498206156864?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/8563722498206156864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/8563722498206156864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-perfect-movie-date-with-love.html' title=''/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/TDV0XeQ3ASI/AAAAAAAAJHo/Om20v-jy94U/s72-c/img8140.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-6726368664341079472</id><published>2010-07-07T08:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T09:14:48.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/TDPO5iK7qsI/AAAAAAAAJHQ/TujtzeJUh5s/s1600/n1448125879_162736_75.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/TDPO5iK7qsI/AAAAAAAAJHQ/TujtzeJUh5s/s400/n1448125879_162736_75.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490959858515290818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY TWENTEEN BIRTHDAY BABY GIRL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hope you'll have an awesome day and night on your special day today. May you be blessed with lots of good things and happenings throughout your twenteen life. May God bless you always and hope you'll last long with boyfriend. Meet up soon and keep in touch. I love you girl.    (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-6726368664341079472?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/6726368664341079472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/6726368664341079472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-twenteen-birthday-baby-girl-hope.html' title=''/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_R0IPqBk9FyA/TDPO5iK7qsI/AAAAAAAAJHQ/TujtzeJUh5s/s72-c/n1448125879_162736_75.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-3968065224385086857</id><published>2010-07-05T13:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T13:17:49.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/TDFn7HY0vqI/AAAAAAAAJHI/_M19PIIdS1U/s1600/img8140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 146px; height: 218px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/TDFn7HY0vqI/AAAAAAAAJHI/_M19PIIdS1U/s400/img8140.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490283686034456226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love just booked the tickets to watch this movie after school on Wednesday since there is no CARE and SW lessons on that day. Then we both decided to just skip PPR theory as well, since its like an hour plus lesson. So why not? Hee. Just for this week only kan love. Hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;So I is looking forward to watch the movie though a few has commented that its so different from the book and the story line in the book is much more better rather than the story line in the movie. But still I want to experience it myself by watching its movie and I will then comment base on my personal view of watching the movie this Wednesday. Hee. Perhaps after that early dinner at Pizza Hut, I suppose with love. Hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love has promised to bring me to 4 different restaurants before going to Mongolia. Any 4 that I chose. I'm still making a tough decision to pick the restaurants, the ones that I favour a lot. Then again, I must always mention this in my blog. About love spending me. Damn it, who are you to question him how he spends his money and where he find that extra money just to buy me things and stuff? So what if he pampers and spoils me with all the things he can afford to buy for me. What business of it is yours that you have to know all this? Trust me, his mum too knows that he spends and spoils me and she isn't angry about it. She's aware of love using his money to spend me. Like c'mon you are talking about the sandals that he bought me. And you were saying it aloud in front of my mother's presence. What's that suppose to mean? My mother too knows about him spending me and stuff. So what's your problem if both sides are aware of this and not even thinking negatively about this whole thing? Damn it, love is NOT using your damn bloody money to buy me stuff. He is using his own money, alright. To add in, please mind your own business and even love says that what's the big deal of buying the sandals for me. Its like only 30 bucks. You need not question how love handles his finances in his life. Alright? Leave us alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And I'm not fasting this Wednesday. Hee. Nak makan popcorn and nachos and pizza hut you know. Tee hee. And love will be buying me LJS to break my fast at home later. So I better be off now. So long people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YOUR PRINCESS LOVES YOU, NURRIDZUAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-3968065224385086857?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/3968065224385086857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/3968065224385086857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/07/love-just-booked-tickets-to-watch-this.html' title=''/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/TDFn7HY0vqI/AAAAAAAAJHI/_M19PIIdS1U/s72-c/img8140.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-8152580389013968408</id><published>2010-07-05T08:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T09:03:07.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/TDEoDjx7e3I/AAAAAAAAJHA/N5k4XhTy65Y/s1600/SDC14026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/TDEoDjx7e3I/AAAAAAAAJHA/N5k4XhTy65Y/s400/SDC14026.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490213462350723954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pardon me for not updating for quite some time though its my holidays and stuff. But I've been busy doing lots of school work lately, going for meetings and organizing a few events. That was just a few that has been occupying my holidays. Pfft. So school's back now. Yes, the first day of school. Exams are coming near and so is the Mongolia trip. I've got lots to do but so little time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, the Sentosa outing and the BBQ pit went on well despite the sucky weather. But the weather during the BBQ pit only decided to go well in the wee hours. Thanks to the lot of people who was really awesome and kept the both outings alive. Not forgetting, well, I did overnight during the BBQ pit. Awesome fun though it was really windy. And to sum up, breakfast at MacDonalds with love was truly awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've not watched Eclipse yet. Was suppose to watch it on the day it actually came out in Singapore but since I was busy buying stuff for the BBQ pit, so the plan to watch it on the day itself foiled. Hais. Maybe we'll catch it at a later time. Not to forget Despicable Me with love and sisters. Hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fourteen monthsary is coming soon. Like another 15 more days, I suppose. I is so looking for it. To add in, I've got myself a perm. Yes, curly wurly hair. It looks a little similar to the previous permed hair. And I is so loving my curly wurly hair yo. Actually, I've got so many things to update but well, I is too lazy to update. So be it. And I is fasting now. Hee. So long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;YOUR PRINCESS LOVES YOU, NURRIDZUAN.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-8152580389013968408?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/8152580389013968408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/8152580389013968408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/07/pardon-me-for-not-updating-for-quite.html' title=''/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_R0IPqBk9FyA/TDEoDjx7e3I/AAAAAAAAJHA/N5k4XhTy65Y/s72-c/SDC14026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-5789420409920941358</id><published>2010-06-17T22:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T22:51:50.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is my second post for the day. This shows how bored I am, staying at home doing just pure school work ever since like 3 pm onwards till dinner. And now I'm back on it again. How sweet can my Thursday ever be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Best friend is on his way to Terengganu (I think that's how its spelled). His with his family and on a coach now with them. How sweet. A short getaway with family. Hope you have fun best friend! Take care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Honeyb has got himself the G-Shock watch. I don't know how it looks like until tomorrow when I meet him though. He must have been one happy goober when he got that watch. He has this thing in him, that whatever he receives be it a small good thing or a big good thing, he'll appreciate it like nobody's business and will smile to himself. A happy goober and I love the way he smiles, its just pure stupidity. Hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Being attached or single doesn't really make a difference, I suppose. Its like attached means you have another extra someone by your side, as in known to be your other half. Its the opposite of being single. But still, I must admit, being attached to someone whom you truly love is an emotion which every individual will feel it in a very different way. Same goes with me. Yes, I love honeyb in a extremely awesome feeling. Hee. And trust me, having him as my other half is really awesome. 13 months and still counting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My 13 months with honeyb is coming, this Sunday. So its about 3 more days. Our journey of a year plus has been an exciting one. We went through thick and thin together, overcoming obstacles and went through a few break-ups only to realize that we need each other a lot. Whenever we broke up, we will definitely patch things up the next minute because we tend to forgive each other and we were always reminded by our sweet memories and that made us think that we are really in love and we cannot bear to be apart from each other. Its true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I admit, I maybe the dominating one and the one whose controlling his life and shits. Well, that's what a few says. But I've got my ways in controlling him and in a positive way. At most, I never had this intention to influence him with a negative ideology or maybe do negative stuff and all. Whenever, when it comes to making decisions, we will definitely discuss the pros and cons with each other before coming to a decision. So when a few says that I'm the dominating one and I control his life, damn it, if honeyb knows the reason why I'm doing that, why should you all care? Its like majority of the relationships that exist in the world, would have one party who is the dominating one and controls the other party's life. Am I right? Not forgetting, don't blame the ladies for being those control queen and shits. The guys have their fair share in this matter, because there are guys who control their girlfriend's lives. I say that because I have friends who experience that kind of boyfriend and stuff you see. So when it comes to my relationship and honeyb, we are both open to each other, we confide in each other in almost everything. So those few out there, please start doing something about yourself and even your relationship, if you have one actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One more issue that I wish to highlight. About money. Why is it that a few is concerned about how honeyb spends his money by pampering me with lots of stuff? Damn it, what business of yours that you have to poke into other people's affairs? Its not like honeyb borrows cash from you just to buy for me things and he'll then pay back when he has recover some cash. He, himself loves to pamper me without me having to ask him to buy me this and that. And in the first place, its already a norm for a boyfriend to spend on his girlfriend. Am I right? Get this right in your damn bloody brains, you need not get concerned on how much or how does honeyb tries to spend his money, especially if its on me. The only person who should be concerned is his parents, himself and me. Not those few who don't appear to be in his life everyday and who does not affect him in any other way even. So please, do something about the attitude in you about poking your nose into other people's relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I is very tired now and I want to take my beauty sleep because I have to wake up early tomorrow. I've got so much things to do in one whole day. So its like, TGIF. Yes, thank God its Friday tomorrow and I shall spend my whole day outside. Driving with Uncle Ijan in the afternoon and movie ft. dinner with honeyb in the evening. Sweet. When Saturday comes, I would be with honeyb for our NYAA presentations. Hee. So I better be off now. So long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YOUR PRINCESS LOVES YOU, NURRIDZUAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-5789420409920941358?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/5789420409920941358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/5789420409920941358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/06/this-is-my-second-post-for-day.html' title=''/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-166078116372584976</id><published>2010-06-17T18:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T18:26:39.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm at home doing lots of research for my various assignments. Group and individual assignments. So many things to do, in such a short time. Basically, my day today is all spend at home. Its kind of worth it you see. Being able to spend time at home just to beneficial work like school work rather than being stucked to Pokemon. Hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/TBny9z_tfeI/AAAAAAAAJG4/nGtF5e4NGs4/s1600/img8123_non.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 146px; height: 218px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/TBny9z_tfeI/AAAAAAAAJG4/nGtF5e4NGs4/s400/img8123_non.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483681165043662306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I'm looking forward to my date tomorrow with honeyb at town after my driving session with Uncle Ijan. So before meeting up with honeyb, I'll be off in Uncle Ijan's manual car, Suzuki Swift tomorrow. Loving it yo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Will be watching Toy Story 3 with honeyb at GV Plaza Singapura in the evening. He has booked the tickets in the afternoon and I really want to see the scene of Barbie and Ken. Hee. Mentel, I know. Not forgetting, honeyb's going to get for me the Toy Story 3 Movie Combo. I like. I can get the toy and the decorated cup. Hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/TBny6hz4XCI/AAAAAAAAJGw/NYdLC11ZgMo/s1600/img8142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 146px; height: 218px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/TBny6hz4XCI/AAAAAAAAJGw/NYdLC11ZgMo/s400/img8142.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483681108622597154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;And obviously, honeyb and Ema wants to watch this show. I don't really understand the movie as in the trailer but still I'll just have to entertain them since they both wanted to watch the movie badly. Sometimes both of them, do think alike. No doubt about that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Eclipse is coming soon and honeyb just called to tell me that his going to book the tickets once it can be booked already. And we will watch that show on the day itself. Tee hee. Trust me, I can't wait for 1 July 2010. I'm counting down the days actually. And I better be off now, I want to continue doing my research and printing lots of documents for my various modules. So long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YOUR PRINCESS LOVES YOU, NURRIDZUAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-166078116372584976?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/166078116372584976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/166078116372584976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-at-home-doing-lots-of-research-for.html' title=''/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/TBny9z_tfeI/AAAAAAAAJG4/nGtF5e4NGs4/s72-c/img8123_non.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-7842597310308167013</id><published>2010-06-16T10:58:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T11:33:24.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/TBhAkyljlPI/AAAAAAAAJGI/4SBYBmIY0_8/s1600/SDC14030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/TBhAkyljlPI/AAAAAAAAJGI/4SBYBmIY0_8/s400/SDC14030.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483203547122341106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I spend my Monday really well with honeyb. Was suppose to go for the NYAA thingy but we ended up not going. Yes, we cabot that particular part of the event because we wanted to spend more time together. Since its been quite some time since we went to town and hang out with each other. In the afternoon, at about 1pm, we watched Karate Kid. And it was awesome, I must say. I rate it 4 out of 5 popcorns. Where did the last popcorn went? Its because I was expecting more action but the boy, Drey Parker was so cute to resist. We had our servings of popcorn and nachos too. Yummy, yummy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/TBg_dVwPOyI/AAAAAAAAJGA/qlRlI6aZ0yA/s1600/img8120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 146px; height: 218px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/TBg_dVwPOyI/AAAAAAAAJGA/qlRlI6aZ0yA/s400/img8120.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483202319611804450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After the movie, we wanted to play pool at Cathay Cinleisure. Oh yes, we watched the movie there. The rate of the pool was really affordable but by the time we wanted to get a table, all of them was booked. Damn it. So we decided to just skip it. We were walking all around town and we had our late lunch cum early dinner at Puncak, Far East Plaza. We h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ad our usual main course and a side dish like oat prawns. The oat prawns was extremely nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Right after that, the boy insisted to get something for me. And we were searching high and low for something for me but ended up to nothing that caught my eye. We ended up going to Harbourfront Centre to get for me a pair of Neckerman sandals actually since I wanted it. Then we chilled at Vivo City, yes the roof top area. It was so nice to have some quiet time together, once in a while. And I truly appreciate everything. We had our talks and all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Honeyb, I love you a lot. Four more days to our 13 monthsary. I'm really looking forward to watching Toy Story 3 with you this coming Friday. In advance of our 13 monthsary celebration. I really had a fun time with you on Monday, thanks for everything and you made my bluey Monday an awesome one. Hee. Sayang kamu, HoneyB.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/TBg_XgL1DTI/AAAAAAAAJF4/YXIZqMrO3aY/s1600/31877_1382734060711_1602766040_902295_8225400_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/TBg_XgL1DTI/AAAAAAAAJF4/YXIZqMrO3aY/s400/31877_1382734060711_1602766040_902295_8225400_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483202219332668722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/TBg_QU_96pI/AAAAAAAAJFw/1HtsdRUtxjQ/s1600/29666_1496930270390_1448125879_1332121_7266459_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/TBg_QU_96pI/AAAAAAAAJFw/1HtsdRUtxjQ/s400/29666_1496930270390_1448125879_1332121_7266459_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483202096071043730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;My baby girls, texted me upon knowing that I needed them badly. They are both one in a million. Tak sia-sia I kawan with the both of you for 8 years plus. Hee. I love you girls. And yes, let's meet up soon. Our dates always ended up with a disaster like either one of us couldn't make it. Let's just spare some time for each other so we can do lots of catch-ups together. Threesome is awesome. Hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/TBg_I6gshMI/AAAAAAAAJFo/E4IJB5Xq-yk/s1600/30429_1407924351822_1043830492_1190980_925713_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 192px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/TBg_I6gshMI/AAAAAAAAJFo/E4IJB5Xq-yk/s400/30429_1407924351822_1043830492_1190980_925713_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483201968701473986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And this gundu, Fadly. One of my favourite uncle, was also there for me. And trust me love, it would be better if I can meet you up because I've got 101 shits to tell you. And I know you are a good listener. Trust me, I'm trying to make up to you by wanting to meet you real soon. Sorry love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Last but not least, Honeyb. Thanks for being there when I needed someone to be by my side urgently. I love you honeyb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YOUR PRINCESS LOVES YOU, NURRIDZUAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-7842597310308167013?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/7842597310308167013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/7842597310308167013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-spend-my-monday-really-well-with.html' title=''/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_R0IPqBk9FyA/TBhAkyljlPI/AAAAAAAAJGI/4SBYBmIY0_8/s72-c/SDC14030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-8661958797268087536</id><published>2010-06-14T08:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T09:16:33.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/TBV9NgJeOBI/AAAAAAAAJEo/4CcDvavXgHY/s1600/Photo0432.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/TBV9NgJeOBI/AAAAAAAAJEo/4CcDvavXgHY/s400/Photo0432.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482425792314882066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;See the plate of chili crab above, yes I really feel like eating it now. I really want to indulge myself with lots of food. I don't need to explain or make known my results for having the idea to eat a lot now. I now, don't care how much I weigh. Damn it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Going for the NYAA event has not been such a bore actually. I've got myself a whole stack of notes, handwritten based on the various visits that the NYAA council has planned out actually. I met a few friends from the various institutions like the ITE, various Polytechnics, Universities like NUS and SMU. To sum up, most of them were really nice people. To add in, I managed to squeeze in love through the whole event. I went alone on Friday but love joined in the whole event on Saturday. How sweet. So now he is in this whole event together with me. Duh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I miss my dearest girls and boys. Boys, refers to my two dearest uncles. Syila and Farah if you're reading this, I badly need you. Like right now. It goes to Fadly and Uncle Ijan. But I shan't trouble Uncle Ijan because he has this temper that will trigger anything. So its not possible and right for me to trouble him though I know that very much he would be a good listening ear to me. I badly need you three now. I've got so many burning questions and burning things to tell you. Well, shit happens sometimes. And when it happens, I need to tell someone like you people that I really trust and who will be there for me. Whom I know I can rely on ever since we build this friendship of about 8 years plus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I'll be having my NYAA later on in the evening with love of course and perhaps we are going to do some mugging at NLB and get doing with our research topics you see. And I think I have to add this to my current post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Look, I don't care what you think about me now. I seriously don't. Its against my conscience. I know I did nothing wrong and to have you accusing me without even giving me a chance to explain, is so unfair. Since I've tried my best to convince you to let me explain and not to hear another side of the story without hearing mine, tells me everything. From now on, I shan't be bothered and I really hope I won't be hearing anything about me from you no longer. So that's it. Thanks for the friendship that didn't last, which I've already expected long time ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Best friend is back on track with me now. Yes, we are now constantly keeping in touch with each other, with love's knowing, of course. Hee. I'm glad best friend is doing the right thing for now and trust me, his back to himself. So bro, bile mau kuar? Haha. And I better be off now. I'm in school having my so called extra lesson now. Pfft. And I think I'm going somewhere special later with love. Hee. So long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YOUR PRINCESS LOVES YOU, NURRIDZUAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-8661958797268087536?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/8661958797268087536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/8661958797268087536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/06/see-plate-of-chili-crab-above-yes-i.html' title=''/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/TBV9NgJeOBI/AAAAAAAAJEo/4CcDvavXgHY/s72-c/Photo0432.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-1068622086278263091</id><published>2010-06-09T09:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T09:24:34.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm in a current dilemma of Mongolia and YOG now. And trust me, I'm getting fed up with this. My last reosrt is YOG. Because it sounds much more fun, trust me. And I'm so busy with my other stuff like my NYAA and my coming NDP event in school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Thanks to Joshua, who actually told Mdm Tan that I'll be the main in-charge of the NDP event held in school and I need to mobilize a few bl's. Damn it. Hais. Tough job you know especially if Miss Jane is the one who organize this event. Fcuktard. Lesser time for everything. Not forgetting, my NYAA commitment. I've got so much commitment in school till I've got no time for myself. I don't care! I'm so going to drag Fadly to DBL O real soon because I've heard that the new DBL O is much more spacious and the dancefloor too. I'm really eager to go and party there. I must make sure I go there with Fadly. But I must pray hard too so as not to have any activities occupied on that very day. Hais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Commitments and shiets is making me go crazy. I don't have time for myself, let alone for my family and love. I'm spending lesser time with them every time. And now I think, me and love is drifting apart despite us being in the same class. That sounds a great advantage, but its not in the end. Being in the same class, doesn't mean everything is going on well with us. But yes, I love him a lot. I better be off now. So long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;YOUR PRINCESS LOVES YOU, NURRIDZUAN.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-1068622086278263091?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/1068622086278263091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/1068622086278263091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-in-current-dilemma-of-mongolia-and.html' title=''/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-6312927735382721041</id><published>2010-06-08T11:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T11:55:00.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/TA26Fjf5-EI/AAAAAAAAJEY/KhfEzfszUnI/s1600/SDC13264.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 292px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480240926170937410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/TA26Fjf5-EI/AAAAAAAAJEY/KhfEzfszUnI/s400/SDC13264.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/TA252KYPJEI/AAAAAAAAJEQ/yIGpLigR9aM/s1600/SDC15594.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Pardon me for not blogging for like nearly 2 weeks ever since Vesak Day which falls like last two Fridays, I think. So my Vesak Day was well spend driving with Uncle Ijan's Suzuki Swift. Awesome ride. Haha. I was driving his car for the whole day actually. Uncle Ijan? Oh yes, his like my Fadly actually. But his like 29 years old and that means his like 9 years older than me. Definitely not a great pair and he himself is my uncle. Just like Fadly. But well oh well, having two uncles which are freaking awesome and who totally understand those shiets and there. Both are clubbers. Sounds good, right. That gives me a greater excuse if I was to club with Uncle Ijan because I can always drive back home using his car than rather wasting about nearly 30 bucks on cab fare after clubbing. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;My weeks have been pretty hectic because I'm having my class tests and phase tests too. But thank God, I was able to do all of them with the help of some of my mates. Not forgetting, my UTM manual was done in time and I handed in on time, on the day I was suppose to hand it in actually. I've decided not to go Mongolia and I have decided to go YOG instead. Well, I actually did a little survey on this and I asked my friends and family for their opinion. And majority said YOG, and so there I go. Bye Mongolia and Hello YOG. Hee&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Bestfriend? Yes, I'm so on good terms with Hairul Nizam. Well, a week plus ago, we argued again. And I thought that was the last straw and he himself wanted to end the friendship between us because he was too smitten with the girlfriend of his. So I being the don't care type, I actually willingly agreed to let him go. But an unexpected miracle came by, and that is best friend texted me when I was at town with family and love. He wanted to patch things up with me and he too has realized what a witch that girlfriend of his. I shan't elaborate what happened between them. But all I know is that, I have my best friend by my side again. And bestfriend, I know its hard to let her go and forget her, but as time goes by, trust me. You can do it. I love you best friend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Last Saturday, I had my NYAA briefing which was held at some secluded place and love actually accompanied me there. After sisters had their tuitions, we headed to CCK garden to have our so called early dinner at the seafood restaurant. Yes, queen treated all of us to a luxury meal. And I specially got to order what I want. Chilli crabs and others. I was a very happy goober and I ate all I can. Even after everyone had finish up their food, I was still happily eating my favourite chilli crabs which was really delicious. Shall upload the photographs in FB real soon though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;And so on Sunday, I went out with family again. To buy my sisters camping stuff. Yes, my two little rascals are going for a camp for 4 days and 3 nights. Haha. I'll have my peace for that period of time though. Bad news, Xian Yong my carebear won't be going for the NYAA SG-United Forum. Thanks to his asshole teacher who didn't submit his name. Now I've to go alone. How sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;To add in, I missed last Saturday's party actually. Six Feet and the girls went DBL O to party and I was told last minute when Fadly texted me  and asked me to come down. Shit ass. But I decided to ditch the party plan and just shopped with my family and love. I wouldn't want to ditch love too when his out with my family. My family can close one eye if I wanted to go party that night, but I doubt love would close his eye. So yes, I ditched my plan to party despite Nana was there and Fadly was there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;So yes, Fadly called me in the morning just to tell me not to go to Mongolia and go for YOG. Stay in Singapore. He was repeatedly saying the advantages and disadvantages on both trips. But back to square one, he preferred me going for YOG. But once I told him my decision, he happily hung up the phone. Siao. And my Uncle Ijan too, texted me in the morning. How sweet, I've got two awesome uncles. Haha. Maybe I'll be driving with Uncle Ijan this Sunday if he says his got nothing on. If its confirmed, I'm really looking forward to it then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;The plan for both the outings for BL's is really going on good. And I really am looking forward for that day and to implement the whole outing. Seriously. Tee hee. And I better be off now. I need to finish up the last few pages of the book that love bought for himself but I ended up reading it first because I was attracted by its title, " Six Suspects". Haha. So long. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;YOUR PRINCESS LOVES YOU, NURRIDZUAN.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-6312927735382721041?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/6312927735382721041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/6312927735382721041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/06/pardon-me-for-not-blogging-for-like.html' title=''/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_R0IPqBk9FyA/TA26Fjf5-EI/AAAAAAAAJEY/KhfEzfszUnI/s72-c/SDC13264.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-2130677533103536504</id><published>2010-05-25T08:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T09:02:00.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S_sfiKOeNQI/AAAAAAAAJEI/bY6DAbduO9w/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475004443720037634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S_sfiKOeNQI/AAAAAAAAJEI/bY6DAbduO9w/s400/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, this is just a random post because I'm in the bus and I just felt like blogging, I don't know why. But so be it. I'm missing out on a lot of fun, I must say that. I've not been dropping by town and when I do, I'll feel just like a country bumpkin. Damn it. I'm looking forward to my June holidays and when Marcell's back from Thailand. Ta-dah! Partying with those girls above in the photograph and my party boys yo. Perhaps, celebrating Ashik's belated birthday. Not forgetting, I musn't disclose any school activities I have to any of them. Why? Or else, they'll not let me go party with them. Boo hoo. So Marcell, come back soon, pretty please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm pretty excited about the school activities I have during my June holidays actually. Well, me and my class BL's are planning some gathering for our own course and Sentosa too. The response? Not bad actually. But my classmates are so into it and are really helping out with contributing ideas and all. And I'm so looking forward to NYAA thingy, the one that I have been chosen by the teachers. But love sounded pretty worried about it because I'll be going without him. And he knows very well that I totally love to MINGLE around. Haha. And I go wow when I see someone so wow. Haha. I do that when I'm with him though. That's why he can't imagine if I'm alone when I do that. Haha. No worries baby. I'm with you alright. And I better be off now. I'm reaching Tampines really soon. So long&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;YOUR PRINCESS LOVES YOU, NURRIDZUAN.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-2130677533103536504?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/2130677533103536504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/2130677533103536504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/05/well-this-is-just-random-post-because.html' title=''/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S_sfiKOeNQI/AAAAAAAAJEI/bY6DAbduO9w/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-7979167462322210674</id><published>2010-05-23T14:36:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T15:05:02.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S_jP616IxKI/AAAAAAAAJEA/WrL2ib2Lcj4/s1600/Photo0215.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474353956879123618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S_jP616IxKI/AAAAAAAAJEA/WrL2ib2Lcj4/s400/Photo0215.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I've been pretty busy this week and I didn't have much time to really blog though.  So let's just randomly elaborate my week since Thursday. Thursday we headed for the trip to the Navy Open House which was really awesome. We got ourselves a boat ride and tons of photographs of course. And including, in the morning scratchie love surprised with MacDonalds breakfast meal and a very touching, romantic video.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Must be wondering why the romantic video? Its our 1 year anniversary. Yes, we've known each other for a year I must say. And he bought for me Famous Amos custom-made cookie. The photographs are in my FB. Duh. We were suppose to go Universal Studio during the weekends but we put that on hold because I badly want to take the Cyclon and Galactica Roller Coasters. So we both have decided to go when its already open. Well, I'm looking forward to it though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Back to the Navy Open House. I had awesome lots of fun snapping lots of photographs here and there. We headed back for school for lunch and went for our YOG meeting. And I hereby say that I do rather go for YOG than Mongolia. Yes, both me and love have already made my mind to go for YOG instead of Mongolia. Hee. So goodbye Mongolia, hello YOG. Hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S_jPiJEmG8I/AAAAAAAAJD4/IiX7DbU_BAQ/s1600/img8111.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 146px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 218px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474353532526533570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S_jPiJEmG8I/AAAAAAAAJD4/IiX7DbU_BAQ/s400/img8111.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I watched Shrek Forever After, Final Chapter with loves and family. I had an awesome time with them over at Vivo City. I would rate this show 10 out of 10 popcorns. We didn't want to watch the 3D version of the movie because we don't want to end up being dissapointed because the 3D effects might just happen to be the butterflies fluttering around or just the subtitles. And it'll be such a waste since its a good movie but the 3D effects had to ruin all. Thanks baby for everything yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;See the various movies below, I'm so going to drag loves to watch it with me when we are both free. But Eclipse, its a must! Its released on the 1 July 2010. I'm so going to watch it, trust me. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S_jO8ItY_BI/AAAAAAAAJDw/6qzGo0jypgU/s1600/img8120.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 146px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 218px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474352879594175506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S_jO8ItY_BI/AAAAAAAAJDw/6qzGo0jypgU/s400/img8120.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S_jOwr2QFgI/AAAAAAAAJDo/gKtKgtQCeLA/s1600/img8114.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 146px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 218px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474352682868151810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S_jOwr2QFgI/AAAAAAAAJDo/gKtKgtQCeLA/s400/img8114.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S_jOwBDs03I/AAAAAAAAJDg/zPeLgA2AlPI/s1600/img2774.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 146px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 218px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474352671381836658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S_jOwBDs03I/AAAAAAAAJDg/zPeLgA2AlPI/s400/img2774.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S_jOv1MrbeI/AAAAAAAAJDY/Cnt8DUF4bbc/s1600/img8117.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 146px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 218px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474352668198268386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S_jOv1MrbeI/AAAAAAAAJDY/Cnt8DUF4bbc/s400/img8117.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S_jOvvyVtVI/AAAAAAAAJDQ/k2oWEB5HBNo/s1600/img8123.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 146px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 218px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474352666745615698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S_jOvvyVtVI/AAAAAAAAJDQ/k2oWEB5HBNo/s400/img8123.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S_jOvdFL_MI/AAAAAAAAJDI/Fz3mxb4tPEE/s1600/img8140.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 146px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 218px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474352661724396738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S_jOvdFL_MI/AAAAAAAAJDI/Fz3mxb4tPEE/s400/img8140.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;My Sunday is a stay home day. Hee. Was suppose to go to the Navy Open House actually but well, since the day is scorching hot and of course there'll be such a crowd, me, love and family decided to just skip that. There's always a next year or something. Though I very much want to go for the ride again. Hee. But to an extend of not getting school work done, is a big risk. So a big NO-NO to all that. Hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I'll be packed during my June holidays and I hereby am organising some BL activities like an outing to Sentosa with AHS and BBQ pit for my CPT BL's. How's that? I'm working very closely with Gazali though to plan all this. And I too is looking forward to NYAA campaign, the one that made me ditch the CW event. Pfft. But Joshua ensured that he'll try to get for me the shirt and maybe pass it to Gazali. Hee. I must be off now. I need to get lots of things done today though I'm like really sleepy. Hee. So long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;YOUR PRINCESS LOVES YOU, NURRIDZUAN.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-7979167462322210674?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/7979167462322210674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/7979167462322210674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/05/ive-been-pretty-busy-this-week-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S_jP616IxKI/AAAAAAAAJEA/WrL2ib2Lcj4/s72-c/Photo0215.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-7067581935508932946</id><published>2010-05-18T11:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T11:50:48.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S_IGc_SVFLI/AAAAAAAAJCQ/LDjJBnWu1E8/s1600/Photo0127.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472443592302990514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S_IGc_SVFLI/AAAAAAAAJCQ/LDjJBnWu1E8/s400/Photo0127.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Pardon me for not blogging this few days. Well, I've been pretty occupied with my school stuff, as per normal and of course, I'm really tired. Well, my weekends were alright. And I think queen's going to get me a new cammy soon. I think kan, its Canon DSLR. Hee. Its because we surveyed cammy's during the weekends at Best Denki. So I suppose, I'm going to get a new cammy. Let's hope so. Its because I need a new cammy badly. My previous cammy suck, I swear. Stupid cammy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yesterday's trip to Pasir Ris Park for some Alumni thing was not that bad la. But due to the improper attire that I wore, was so not comfortable. But on the other hand, I'm glad I wasn't in proper attire and I was still in my black pants because only a few mozzies managed to bite me. Haha. I think I got like only 3 bites in total.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;This is for Hairul Nizam, my dearest best friend. I hope you're reading this particular post because I don't know any other way to contact you. Well, your so called "gf" is holding on to your cell phone all the time and checking your facebook and shiets. I don't even think that we are going to continue this 4 year plus friendship. It's obvious that our friendship is going down the drain. I really miss you boy. Like seriously. And I've been waiting for your text ever since that day. Trust me, at the rate we are going on now, we are definitely going to lose this whole friendship thingy. Your so called "gf", is such a control queen. And I must say, I'm not in favour of you being with her because she's restricting you from all girls in this world including me your bestfriend. Pfft. Do something about it. Fancy you promising me that you're going to explain to her this and that. But I see, nothing changes because you're not contacting me at all. So who's trying to leave who now? Tell me all about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Marcell's off to Thailand today for some NS stuff. Yes, jungle boy mah. Well, dude I'm going to miss those random texts from you. And you'll be away for like freaking 20 days, come back soon and get me something from Thailand okay. Haha. I apologize that I can't send you tonight because I've got school tomorrow, early in the morning at 8am. Hope you'll understand. And of course, I'll see you in about 20+++days time, I suppose. Haha. With the others too! And to add in, this was my previous texts with him like last few days back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;M: Babe, I heard you've not been eating well from Fadly. All those diet shiets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;E: Bloody Fadly. Why did he tell you, and the others too, especially Nana?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;M: We are all concern about you. Trust me, you look just fine. I've known you like eversince you're in secondary 1, when you're like very skinny. Of course, you put on weight, but its better that way than rather being skinny all your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;E: But I'm putting on weight like tremendously. Tak senonoh you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;M: Don't put yourself under this stress. And don't bother about people commenting you're fat and shiets. Fadly told me and the others allabout it because he wouldn't want you to end up in a hospital because of this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;E: I know, Fadly has mentioned this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;M: I know you're one stubborn girl. But please, don't do this. Look, 6Ft accepts you for who you are not what you are. So why bother about others? No matter what we'll always be there for you. You know that, don't you. Just give one of us a beep. Since you're close to Fadly, Nana, Me and Fazil. Just beep anyone of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;E: Yeah, I know babe. Look, thanks alright. You made my day today. I miss you guys trucksome loads and I can't wait to party with you guys during my June holidays. Hee. And I know studies come first while party and enjoyment will come later. Right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;M: Right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;And of course, there was more to the text. But I shan't elaborate. I'm so touched by what he said and the others being concerned too. I love you guys. And seriously, I'm counting the days to party with you people. Let's hope I won't be packed with all kinds of school activities during the June holidays, or else I must say no to party. Hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Me and Scratchie Love? Yes, 12 monthsary = 1 year anniversary is coming which falls on this coming Thursday. I know that I did mention about leaving scratchie love when I'm already in year 2 of my course. But if I still want to stay on with him, please don't comment about it. I'm sick of people asking him or me when we are leaving each other and shiets. I mean like, we are happy the way we are, so why bother about us. Go and bother about your own business and stop this. In what way does it benefit you by saying that to us, and like I admitted to leaving him in year 2, if it doesn't happen that way, what are you going to do? Its really sickening. Instead of being concerned about our relationship, why not check on your love life or your life if there's any flaws. I'm through with all this questioning, seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;About being fat? So what if I'm fat. Am I like bothering you people on me being fat? Am I like asking you to buy me food to satisfy my appetite? Am I like complaining to you for being fat? Even if I do complain, I will complain to scratchie love, my mum or perhaps someone close to me. Your comments are hurting people in one way or another. And damn it, no one's fcuking perfect. If one is fcuking perfect, there wouldn't be abnormal humans in this world. This is not some sensitive issue or something, everything has its limits and I too have my pride. How does it feel if someone pose negative comments to you loudly in front of everyone whom you do not know or even you know? You feel upset and pissed off right. Damn it, even if I'm fat, I'm not bothering anyone's life. Well, this is my life, so its my wish if I want to remain fat like this. How does my appearance concern you? Look yourself into the mirror before going around and passing negative comments to others. Go and do something beneficial rather than pose negative comments on people. Its tiring me out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I'm watching Shrek at the movies with family and scratchie love this coming Sunday. And I'm so looking forward to it. Kan b? Not forgetting, scratchie love has a surprise for me on our 12 monthsary. Hee. I is so eggcited. Just to add in randomly, Farah &amp;amp; Syila, I'm missing you girls both badly. Let's go on a date or even an outing with the others before the boys are serving their National Service or something. I really miss you people. Truly do. I better be off to playing Pokemon now. Haha. Fancy a twenty year old, playing Pokemon. So let it be. So long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;YOUR PRINCESS LOVES YOU, NURRIDZUAN.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-7067581935508932946?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/7067581935508932946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/7067581935508932946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/05/pardon-me-for-not-blogging-this-few.html' title=''/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S_IGc_SVFLI/AAAAAAAAJCQ/LDjJBnWu1E8/s72-c/Photo0127.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-5489856226696696868</id><published>2010-05-12T09:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T09:37:18.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S-oDixgLodI/AAAAAAAAJCI/bzOBVrJFZGw/s1600/Image0223.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470188593333641682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S-oDixgLodI/AAAAAAAAJCI/bzOBVrJFZGw/s400/Image0223.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm in school now and like wtf, lesson is cancelled. And I only got to know today, morning, as in all of us just got to know. If I've known earlier, I would come later. Its because my next lesson is at 1pm and school ends early at 2.30pm. How sweet. I only study in school for like an hour and 30 minutes. Fcuk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;And I was in such a dilemma last night because I've got 3 important events that falls on the same day which is on 11 June 2010. My CW event, my NYAA thingy and finally my Mongolia tingy to Asian Civilisation Museum. Ms Eileen called me in the morning just now, and she already chose for me which one to go because I e-mailed her last night about my difficulties going for the NYAA. According to her, I shall forego the CW event though I'm the main ic and go for the NYAA thingy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She was telling me that Mdm Tan, my overall BL ic called her personally to nominate me for the NYAA thingy because many departments have good reports on me. I don't know which department la. But yes, so I'm nominated and like what the fcuk, I've to say good bye to my CW event. And I've already put Gazali in charge of the whole event. And I had the idea of actually going there or something if I end my NYAA early. But after looking at the schedule of all the meetings, especially on the day itself, I was like fcuk, I end at 6.30pm on that day. Shit ass. And I'm going there alone because scratchie love would have to go for that CW event. He definitely can't send me. And the bad news is that, I'm the only one from CE who'll be going to this whole NYAA thingy. No CE students are coming. So I'm representing CE for the NYAA thingy. Fcuktard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I seriously am in no mood, but what can I do. I admit the NYAA thingy will be very good for me. No doubt about that. But it beats me having not to go for the CW event with my BLs and having fun with them too. But having fun is not everything and now I've got another great commitment with NYAA. Zzzzz. I better be off now. So long people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;YOUR PRINCESS LOVES YOU, NURRIDZUAN.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-5489856226696696868?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/5489856226696696868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/5489856226696696868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-in-school-now-and-like-wtf-lesson-is.html' title=''/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S-oDixgLodI/AAAAAAAAJCI/bzOBVrJFZGw/s72-c/Image0223.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-5802039952380985212</id><published>2010-05-10T11:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T11:39:34.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S-d76-_9JWI/AAAAAAAAJCA/iptkI0_SNoA/s1600/SDC14050.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469476525738632546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S-d76-_9JWI/AAAAAAAAJCA/iptkI0_SNoA/s400/SDC14050.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Mother's Day was awesome and yes, scratchie love did join us at the beginning of the whole outing. Thanks baby for everything. And not forgetting, queen was real happy, during the whole time of yesterday. Well, everything went on well though that wasn't what me and sisters actually planned for her. Haha. But as long as, the queen is happy, I'm fine with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;SW was cancelled due to the nurses having their NAPFA test or something like that. And end up, both me and scratchie love chilled at the school's library. We played Pokemon. Trust me, I is so addicted to the game till I kept on playing like nobody's business. I played it on Saturday night and I end up sleeping at 4am. Haha. And on Saturday, met up with my PM2 group over at NLB. Lira love was there too, Yazid's girlfriend. Cute couple. We had the so called double date during early dinner at Tong Seng since I was complaining how much I wanted to eat the Minced Chicken Mushroom Noodles. Hee. Had my fill and went shopping with the queen while scratchie love went to meet his mum. And I actually got myself a top, yes, cherry top. The design is pretty cute actually. Hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;GOOD NEWS! I'm off to Mongolia! Yes, with scratchie love. Hee. How sweet kan. Huda and Bella will be around too. I've kind of surveyed luggages and I'm so in love with United Colors of Benetton's luggage. I so want red colour. I like. Hee. And I so can't wait to go there with scratchie love. Plus the shopping. I was having the intention for getting another luggage just for shopping purposes. Siao right. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;And I is so semangat that I actually borrowed books from the school library about China to check on  the history of Inner Mongolia. I need to get my homework done so I wouldn't end up being clueless when I'm there actually. Hee. And I too is taking up Chinese since that is the common language spoken by the Inner Mongolians. Hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm pyschoing both queen and scratchie love in getting me a cammy. Hee. Either one will get it for me, I think. I badly want that Panasonic cammy, its like freaking awesome.12.1 mgp and 18x zoom. Like I don't care about Nikon already, I think. Huahua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Scratchie love asked me to include this that his learning Spanish for no reason in particular. And trust me, its irritating because he tends to say every single word in Spanish. He has been holding the book since just now. Siao but I still love him. Haha. I better be off now. Having my lunch over at Cafe 2 with him. Yes, our so called date in school. Huahua. I think that's how I should put it. Well, whatever. So long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;YOUR PRINCESS LOVES YOU, NURRIDZUAN.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-5802039952380985212?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/5802039952380985212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/5802039952380985212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/05/mothers-day-was-awesome-and-yes.html' title=''/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S-d76-_9JWI/AAAAAAAAJCA/iptkI0_SNoA/s72-c/SDC14050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-532948111218326659</id><published>2010-05-06T13:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T13:48:48.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S-JSTV4Yj6I/AAAAAAAAJB4/5iLUv-cTzfw/s1600/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 296px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468023389825830818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S-JSTV4Yj6I/AAAAAAAAJB4/5iLUv-cTzfw/s400/untitled.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I know I've not been updating my blog regularly because of school. Per normal, the same old boring reason that school's schedule is hectic. Well, so much have happen lately and the feeling kinda suck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;But well, thanks to the classmates and of course, scratchie love that cheered me up and totally there for me. Hee. And yes, I did had an arguement with scratchie love yesterday and we nearly let each other go. But well, we are on good terms now. Very, oh-so-good terms now. I miss going on extremely surprising dates with you baby. Let's have it soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;And yes, I is very eggcited about tomorrow's Mongolia teambuilding cum selection. I really hope that both me and scratchie love will be selected. No time to go holiday together, let's just go on a school CIP trip suda. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Wan just texted me to party this Saturday, at I don't know where. And Marcell, starts to lecture that school is much more important and shiets. Per normal. I can't go party for now and not to be seen at clubs. Fcuk. Well, I'm itching to go party this weekend. But I'm trying to refrain myself from going club during school term unless there's any occasions. And I too miss partying with my girls, Nana and Naza. And of course my party boys. Pfft. Well, I shall wait for my June holidays, then I'll go party. Can? Hee. Dratz. Fcuk school. Oh tak ehk? I love school. Can?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;And yes, I recently hog on the phone with Fadly. I asked him a few random questions though. Like if I was to drink one day, what would he do when he got to know of it. He was like, "Nanti I mengamuk and nag you like maknenek then you know. Trust me, I'll do that". And that goes for smoking. Either one I start to do, he'll start lecturing me like nobody's business. Pfft. So much for being one party boy and open-minded person. Tetap, he still treats me like his freaking small sister. Haha. But tetap, I still sayang him a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Scratchie love has been such an angel to me eversince our huge arguement yesterday. I love you baby. So much alright. And yes, like I said earlier on, I'm looking forward to our next date. Yes, 12 monthsary is coming soon. I too is looking forward to it. 14 more days huh. Hee. Not forgetting, I did mention in my earlier posts that we are heading to Universal Studio on our 12 months. But we have decided to cancel it and postpone it to June or July. Why? According to the news, that all rides will be officially open during that time of the month. And I would not want to waste scratchie love's money when the ride that I wanted to take badly is not open even which is the Galactica. And furthermore, scratchie love, is starting his car praticals soon. Well, his FTT is on 11 June 2010. Soon, huh. Hee. I better be off now. So long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;YOUR PRINCESS LOVES YOU, NURRIDZUAN.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-532948111218326659?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/532948111218326659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/532948111218326659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-know-ive-not-been-updating-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S-JSTV4Yj6I/AAAAAAAAJB4/5iLUv-cTzfw/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-1838465730466914068</id><published>2010-05-04T11:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T11:48:54.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S9-TtEfNdnI/AAAAAAAAJBw/Yiu9AxqPvF8/s1600/P300509_09.15.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467250875159115378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S9-TtEfNdnI/AAAAAAAAJBw/Yiu9AxqPvF8/s400/P300509_09.15.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I know its been quite some time since I last blogged. I've been realy busy with school especially. And I've not been re-linking my friends now and then. Its because I have this mindset of being very lazy and shiets to go to my template. Pardon me for that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Last Saturday's outing with family was pretty fun and I got myself the Samsung External HDD, 640 GB. Yes, that much. Even after transferring all my photographs and my songs into the hdd, I still have about 580 GB free. I've used like less than 100 GB. So my lappy is breathing freely now since the load has been transferred to my hdd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm in BL room slacking with my BL college commitee while waiting for babylove to end his class at around 12 plus. I end school at about 5 plus today. How sweet. And yes, I've got the text to the Inner Mongolia teambuilding cum selection. Its this Friday. I is so eggcited about it. And I better be off now. I need to filter my AHS orientation photographs. Hee. So long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;YOUR PRINCESS LOVES YOU, NURRIDZUAN.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-1838465730466914068?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/1838465730466914068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/1838465730466914068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-know-its-been-quite-some-time-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S9-TtEfNdnI/AAAAAAAAJBw/Yiu9AxqPvF8/s72-c/P300509_09.15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-6770951122517845756</id><published>2010-04-28T13:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T13:30:14.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;As a matter of fact, boredom is striking me badly now. I'm having my PPR module using e-tutor and it kinda suck you know. I swear. Its like equivalent to nothing to do actually. Forget that. Well, I've been bumping into Farah in school actually because she has this fix schedule whereby school starts at 8am for her and ends about 5 or 6 in the evening. Kakak-kakak nursing mah. Huahua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;I suppose this weekend I'll be out on a shopping spree with family since I've got my allowance. But I don't know what to spend on since I'm not going out that much actually. The previous black dress that I bought recently like last month, is stil virgin because I've not even worn it once. Pfft. Forget that. I might as well get myself a cammy. Will psycho queen to try and get it for me. Nyahahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I've been constantly scolding babylove for almost every single mistake he did which is pretty unfair to him actually. Baby, I'm really looking forward to our 12 monthsary. I really got a surprise for you and I'm looking forward to see your face being surprised. I hope you'll like it. Well, I need to get down with the Mother's Day gifts. I too am planning for it with the help of my 2 sisters though. And babylove, I'm sorry for scolding you and shiets, I really do. I better be off now. I need to get down with taking down notes for my PPR theory module since its kinda the self-study thingy. So long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;YOUR PRINCESS LOVES YOU, NURRIDZUAN.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-6770951122517845756?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/6770951122517845756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/6770951122517845756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/04/as-matter-of-fact-boredom-is-striking.html' title=''/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-1763122146771175926</id><published>2010-04-25T19:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T19:39:47.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S9QmGR5orbI/AAAAAAAAJBo/P7GvNbL7Q3o/s1600/Photo0101.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464034137233468850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S9QmGR5orbI/AAAAAAAAJBo/P7GvNbL7Q3o/s400/Photo0101.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Its been a week since I blogged. Many things have happened lately and I'm not sure whether I should blog in detail or just summarize my whole week of happenings. Let's see first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;My school days were per normal, ending real late like 5 plus or something and shiets. I've been staying school like till late, I must say that it seems that the school is my second home since I've been spending a lot of my time in school. Pfft. So my Wednesday and Thursday, I stayed up in school till about 6 plus because of the telematch rehearsal. And it all turned out good. Awesome, I must say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Telematch. Yes, it falls on Friday. The crowd was awesome. And to add in, congrats to Farah for getting back in school under nursing. Shall see you in school like everyday, I suppose. If we manage to bump into each other in school. So skip that. As per normal, there were the sucky situations in telematch. Mostly SC's fault. We BL's have this hatred against SC, vice versa. We can never work things out. We have this bad blood against each other ever since we started out. It has been that way ever since.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Congrats to AHS for winning second for both the games and the cheering competition. Though the part on the cheering competition was fcuken unfair, but still, I know that we, AHS did the best and our best. And we should really deserve to be the Champions. But all is over. We still manage to be the second despite we screwed up the games. And I must say the April intake this year were much better than the January intake previously. They were totally into it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Not forgetting, babylove treated me to Manhattan Fish Market. Photographs are over at FB. Yes, we had that for our early dinner right after me and him chilling with the EIT BL's and the YEP Inner Mongolia trip briefing. We had our fill over at the restaurant and I must say it was worth the money to eat there. I had my grilled platter for 1 while he had the Manhattan Fish &amp;amp; Chips, Cherry Snapper. This was to celebrate our 11 monthsary actually. Hee. And I really felt bloated after that meal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Yes, Mongolia trip. I really hope that I'll be shortlisted and called in for the interview. The whole trip sounds really exciting and I would definitely render my help in improving the situation over there. Let's hope both me and babylove would be shortlisted and get through the interview well. Hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Saturday morning. Met up with babylove, Zairie &amp;amp; Nana for the bursary awards over at City Hall, Suntec City. And I certainly had my fill of food, refreshments I must say. Till I never ate for dinner at all. Awesome gile kan. Haha. And I better be off now. I want to sleep. Yes, I know its like 8pm only, but hell yeah, I'm already feeling so tired. So long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;YOUR PRINCESS LOVES YOU, NURRIDZUAN.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-1763122146771175926?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/1763122146771175926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/1763122146771175926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-been-week-since-i-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S9QmGR5orbI/AAAAAAAAJBo/P7GvNbL7Q3o/s72-c/Photo0101.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-724187519186696456</id><published>2010-04-17T14:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T15:31:20.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S8lbzyhxY4I/AAAAAAAAJBg/JWfuZizQduI/s1600/Photo0053.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460996968458314626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S8lbzyhxY4I/AAAAAAAAJBg/JWfuZizQduI/s400/Photo0053.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Pardon me for not blogging that much. Especially on my first week of school. School was really hectic for me. Especially the first two days. Yes, the orientation days. It was hell for me. I had to run here and there. And I felt much more like a security guard having to hold the noisy walkie talkie here and there. And in a middle of nowhere, the walkie talkie chose to make noise. But well, I too did have fun playing the walkie talkie. I had so many love conversations with Ai Ru and Decai too. Haha. Awesome lot of people, I must say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;And to all my AHS BL's I thank you guys for making this two days happen. Without your support and your efforts, none of this would have happen. Despite certain chaotic situations, we actually overcome it. Thanks to all, again. I'm looking forward to the Ignite Telematch. I'm hoping it'll all run smoothly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Lessons was as per normal on Wednesday onwards and I must say it was hectic for me. I need to balance BL and my school work or else my GPA will drop again. No, no. I don't want that to happen for this semester. I really want to manage my time well. This means no more weekend outings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;On a bad note, not a happy note I must say. I don't think I can go Bangkok during my June holidays. I'm tied down with activities. Pfft. That totally suck a lot. I have another event, the opening ceremony of College West at CCK, that is on the 21 June 2010. The day that I was planning to go for my short getaway. Tak kesampaian la, nampaknye. Pfft. Fcuk3! I must somehow talk to Fadly about this great obstacle. Pfft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S8lbl3S2GKI/AAAAAAAAJBY/W_Fw0pQ_4n4/s1600/middle_finger.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 287px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460996729219717282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S8lbl3S2GKI/AAAAAAAAJBY/W_Fw0pQ_4n4/s400/middle_finger.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Yes, that fcuking stalker disturbed me again like 3 days back. Now, his putting the blame on me for destroying his reputation at town. Its because the whole 6Ft knows about it and his afraid somehow it'll spread to others. Like freaking padan muke. And he wants me to clear his name. When its his fault. Fcuk you asshole. Even Marcell was pissed off when he actually asked me to stop hanging out with them all. And Fazil too, he was telling me if that asshole keeps texting me, tell him. Thanks 6Ft people yo! I want to meet you guys badly but school's stopping me. Real soon, I want to meet Nana too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I'll be spending my time over at Temasek Polytechinic pretty soon. Like after school hours and shiets. Its because I'm having this module, PM2 which requires me to use some architecturial software like the Google Sketch Up. And like obviously, I'm so new to this whole software and trust me, after exploring around with the software, I totally love it. And I need my dearest chocolate, Qien to help me out with it since his in the design architecturial course. Something like that. And therefore, he has already agreed to help me out. So most likely, I'll be seeing more of him at TP. Hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Yes, I'm working out on a very healthy diet now. Like seriously, I need to shed some kilograms after hearing lots of comments from my dearest friends that I've totally gain weight. Like lots of it. Too much, I think. Fazil just asked me out with the 6Ft people and I'm thinking of rejecting or going ahead with it. But I've got lots of schoolwork to do, but I'll try to make it because I'm missing you guys. Now, Marcell told me to stay at home and focus on my studies and he says he'll ask Nana not to answer my calls if I want to come d0wn and shiets. Menghalau nampak. I'll see how la kay, if I'm coming to YP. And I've got my ways to go there and contact someone without you knowing, Marcell. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;And babylove has been pampering me with cupcakes sold in school, yes the new cupcake cafe.Hee. Chocolate therapy is the best,I must say. My personal favourite in that cafe. Hee.I'm so going to get more of it later on. Yes, babylove is. Not me exactly.I better be off now and get down with my stuff. So long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;YOUR PRINCESS LOVES YOU, NURRIDZUAN.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-724187519186696456?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/724187519186696456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/724187519186696456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/04/pardon-me-for-not-blogging-that-much.html' title=''/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S8lbzyhxY4I/AAAAAAAAJBg/JWfuZizQduI/s72-c/Photo0053.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-2020279981647033442</id><published>2010-04-11T12:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T13:15:40.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S8FVi5APTuI/AAAAAAAAJBQ/YtvLXIV9UDE/s1600/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 296px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458738281255489250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S8FVi5APTuI/AAAAAAAAJBQ/YtvLXIV9UDE/s400/love.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I've not been blogging for the past two days, I think. Well, I am now. Did head out yesterday with babylove for a while to Bugis. We played pool and headed off to Bugis in search off my beanie and thick scarves. But to my dissapointment, none actually caught my eye. I walked the whole of Bugis just to end up with the entire dissapointment in me with not having something that turns me on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Since I was really dissapointed, babylove bought me donuts! Hee. Yes, I had two donuts while he had only one. See, my appetite and his appetite. But ended up, I was still hungry. Haha. Babylove wanted to cheer me up, we played arcade instead. Hee. Suke I. Then headed to meet queen and sisters to have our lunch. While babylove, went home because he had to run errands with his brother for his mother. So he went off after that. As usual, I had my favourite Tom Yam Fried Fish Soup &amp;amp; rice whichis awesomely delicious. Its taste never fails me. Hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;So that was all my Saturday about. I went home real early because I wanted to watch Madagascar and my Taiwan drama, Down With Love. Haha. Sanggup tak keluar just to watch television you know. And I was off to sleep early since I was really, really feeling lethargic. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I've just finished cleaning up my closet full of my clothes. And trust me, its all in a mess. So there I was clearing it up and folding each one of my clothing nicely and neatly. Trust me, I've been buying so many clothes and I end up not wearing them. I've got a few dresses that I've not worn yet. Just last Sunday, I got myself a black dress, and I doubt I'm going to wear it any sooner. Especially, when school's starting tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Talking about school, yes school starts tomorrow. And that marks my second year in ITE College East, Simei. I'm looking forward to tomorrow's and the day after tomorrow's orientation day. I'm really sexcited actually. And to see the outcome is really going to be scary. Scary? Shan't elaborate much on it though. Now, I'm waiting for babylove to send me all the photographs I've taken so far using his new camera phone. Haha. And I better be off now. I need to get down with some BL stuff now. So long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;YOUR PRINCESS LOVES YOU, NURRIDZUAN.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-2020279981647033442?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/2020279981647033442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/2020279981647033442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/04/ive-not-been-blogging-for-past-two-days.html' title=''/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S8FVi5APTuI/AAAAAAAAJBQ/YtvLXIV9UDE/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-5165944087355433562</id><published>2010-04-07T20:28:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T21:27:20.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S7yAlRJ3OII/AAAAAAAAJBI/VU8h1nb7Uto/s1600/tm6.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S7x6wQQxRhI/AAAAAAAAJAY/z1HcCuwBcVI/s1600/SDC13997.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457371817883813394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S7x6wQQxRhI/AAAAAAAAJAY/z1HcCuwBcVI/s400/SDC13997.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Baby, I'm blogging about you now. Don't get jealous of you-know-who I'm talking about. Hee. Yes, this is the guy who has tolerated all my nonsense for the past 10 months plus. I must say, that he really is full of patience. And he never says no to whatever I want. Hee. He never fails to be by my side no matter how I ignore, scold and beat him. He never fails too. He too never fails to keep my tummy full and my face full of smiles. And I'm so loving him! Hee. I ready blog about you okay babylove. Hahas. No more jealousy okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Now, I've second thoughts of going Bangkok. I have this half-hearted feeling to go there because I too want to go Hong Kong badly. I is very fickle-minded. Confirm mintak kene maki with Fadly. Hahas. But never mind. He too never fails to say yes to whatever I want. Will discuss with him further about going either Hong Kong or Bangkok. I guess, only the two of us will be going. Or perhaps ask the other 6Ft people if they are really free because some of them are still serving their National Service. Hee. If not, I'll be going with Fadly only. Never mind. Queen knows about it already, so is mama. Mama refers to Fadly's mum by the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;The meeting went on well just now and though only a few turned up, Aidil was there to make everyone laugh with his silly antics as per normal. Hahas. Instead of really discussing and having the meeting, we side-tracked a lot. Watched videos la, laugh over some videos. Hahas. Thanks to who? Aidil. Duh. But everything went on well. And before meeting them, me and babylove had our breakfast over at MacDonalds. Hahas. Yum yum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I wonder what's for breakfast tomorrow. I'll be meeting babylove over at Tampines. Will be having the overall BL training for the whole college. Kind of stressed out and tired now. I is so going to sleep early. Pfft. Better be off now. So long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;YOUR PRINCESS LOVES YOU, NURRIDZUAN.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-5165944087355433562?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/5165944087355433562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/5165944087355433562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/04/baby-im-blogging-about-you-now.html' title=''/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S7x6wQQxRhI/AAAAAAAAJAY/z1HcCuwBcVI/s72-c/SDC13997.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-9125382514073256879</id><published>2010-04-07T08:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T08:32:11.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S7vNfDSsVyI/AAAAAAAAJAQ/R5ODRRxg5Kc/s1600/Image0218.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457181306832836386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S7vNfDSsVyI/AAAAAAAAJAQ/R5ODRRxg5Kc/s400/Image0218.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm in the bus now on the way to school, on the way to Tampines actually. How sucky can it be. Its like almost everyday of this week, that I had to wake up early. And I too need to go to school tomorrow. In the morning. Like again. Its like I totally love MORNINGS now ad then. And next week school starts and I have to leave early in the morning again. How sweet. But well, kate school life mah. Have to endure all this shiets. Susah sekarang, senang kemudian. Haha. I'm going to pack my fastfood breakfast, I think I' having BK or Mac's breakfast with babylove.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yesterday's problem is solved. Yes, about that asshole stalker. Remember Fazil? Yes, Fadly called Fazil up and they talked while I was chatting with Nana, Fazil's girlfriend. The one who I partied with that day at DblO. Thanks to the 3 of them that the problem was solved. Fazil actually kinda talked things out with that asshole stalker, since that was his friend. And they too didn't like it when the part that he actually humiliated me and shiets. Especially when the part whereby I'm not allowed to hang out with the 6Ft people. Like fcuk sia. Its just my cousin and his crew. Like hell no. Since I'm not attached to him, so why should I care about him. So I think somehow, I won't be getting anymore messages and calls from him. Padan muke kau. I told and warned you that you're messing with the wrong girl. Kacau aku lagi, aku complain kat Fadly. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S7vNNuzvsZI/AAAAAAAAJAI/JBHA8JRg8q8/s1600/26528_1359324736862_1043830492_1068610_2423917_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457181009276547474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S7vNNuzvsZI/AAAAAAAAJAI/JBHA8JRg8q8/s400/26528_1359324736862_1043830492_1068610_2423917_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And yes, I'm going on a holiday with this boy in June!! Haha. Well, actually we are still kind of planning it now. Now means like really now, now morning. And we actually planned it randomly. Out of the blue. Haha. Let's hope school's not going to be great barrier to me during my June holidays. I can't go Aussie with bestfriend because I was afraid it might clash with my school stuff and I'll be spending more time in Aussie.. And lagi-lagi I got camp. But I'm going Fadly for like about 5 days or so. So it'll be a short getaway.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S7vNHqAbCUI/AAAAAAAAJAA/XpVNVcCDkgc/s1600/HBK356a2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 208px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 230px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457180904908327234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S7vNHqAbCUI/AAAAAAAAJAA/XpVNVcCDkgc/s400/HBK356a2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;We were deciding on where to go. And we came up with two choices, Bangkok or Hong Kong. Fadly wanted to go Hong Kong badly actually. But since he knew about Budacco Hotel and I too badly want to go Budacco Hotel. Its because I fell in love with the rooms. Haha.Pink coated rooms. Trust me, go and Google for this hotel and look at its photographs of the rooms. Its really nice and lovely. So I'm really hoping, that it'll happen and am praying hard that school's not going to make me cancel my trip to Bangkok. Pretty please?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;And I better be off now. I'm reaching Tampines pretty soon, and I better get ready to start switching off my laptop. Having my breakfast with babylove. So long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;YOUR PRINCESS LOVES YOU, NURRIDZUAN.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-9125382514073256879?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/9125382514073256879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/9125382514073256879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-in-bus-now-on-way-to-school-on-way.html' title=''/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S7vNfDSsVyI/AAAAAAAAJAQ/R5ODRRxg5Kc/s72-c/Image0218.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-5061947927320658869</id><published>2010-04-06T21:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T21:56:15.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S7s1WW8Z7rI/AAAAAAAAI_4/SQPrZIwFyt4/s1600/1_419337629l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457014031721819826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S7s1WW8Z7rI/AAAAAAAAI_4/SQPrZIwFyt4/s400/1_419337629l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, like I said earlier in my post that I'm off to have lunch with babylove. And yes, I had Pastamania instead. Again. I know.But the dishes there are the easiest to choose. Why? If I had gone to other restaurants, I would have a harder time to choose my main course then. Because I would go ooh-la-la just by looking at the different main courses in the menu. I is very fickle-minded you know. Haha. And then babylove would just shake his head and give me ample time just to make up my mind on what to eat. Haha. So we settled down with Pastamania instead since I too was craving for pasta. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Babylove bought a new cell phone last Sunday and he was being such an arse to keep it from me because he wanted to surprise me today with his new phone. Pfft. What a surprise. Haha. Its still his cell phone what, not mine. So much for the surprise. Haha. Samsung, F-480, the limited edition colour. And its camera is 5.0 mpg. Like obviously, I happily snapped my photographs using his new cell phone. So now its kinda full of my photographs. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;After we had our lunch over at Pastamania, we headed to Time Zone to play arcade. Well, initally we wanted to play arcade games. But we decided to take neoprints instead. I know it sounds crappy to take neoprints at this age. But who cares, I love to take neoprints and I love to decorate the photos taken. Haha. And I must say, all the shots taken today turned out good and I'm super loving it. The neoprints are with babylove now, in his wallet. Hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Headed off to school for the meeting and it ended up to a chilling session in the BL room instead. And we had a few games of taiti. Haha. Babylove did lost 2 or 3 games to me. Haha. And so did Decai. We headed off to Tampines Mall, thinking of accompanying Ariel to have her lunch cum early dinner at Mac's. But since babylove and me was still full from all the pasta we had earlier on, we decided to skip the whole thing. Perhaps next time aye. Thanks babylove for everything today. Sayang you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S7s0x4WP1TI/AAAAAAAAI_w/GImRHklzd_s/s1600/26528_1359324736862_1043830492_1068610_2423917_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457013405033420082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S7s0x4WP1TI/AAAAAAAAI_w/GImRHklzd_s/s400/26528_1359324736862_1043830492_1068610_2423917_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Yes, my dearest Fadly again. This guy helped me real lot just now with the stalker asshole who keeps on texting me and calling me. And his such an asshole I'm telling you. This asshole acts as if I'm his girlfriend and he was telling me I can't go out with any guy and stuff like as if he wants to control my freedom and shiets. And I got to know that this guy is my old friend, not really old la, but I don't keep in touch with him that much. I'm lazy you know. And its a small world that he is Fazil a.k.a Bai's camp mate previously. I therefore, complained to Fadly dearest about this asshole. Because this asshole was going overboard when he started humiliating me just because I didn't want to meet him and stuff. Its because he stays near my area. And its a small world that Fadly dearest kinda know him. After complaning to Fadly dearest about him, Fadly dearest called me up to ask me what's really happening. I told him all about it and he said, his going to call Bai/Fazil about this and what's going to happen now since the situation has gone till this way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I must say my dearest uncle/cousin is really protective of me, I'm telling you. He was all angry when he knew about this from me. And he kept cursing and scolding that asshole after knowing everything. I didn't expect that from him though. But well, what are cousins for you know. Sayang Fadly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Not forgetting, I'm having the BL meeting with my class BL's tomorrow morning at 8.45 am. Yes, early in the morning again. But well, I've to get it done before Thursday you see. And my apologies that its kind of a last minute thing to have you guys come to school early in the morning. Appreciate it a lot. And I better be off now. So long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;YOUR PRINCESS LOVES YOU, NURRIDZUAN.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-5061947927320658869?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/5061947927320658869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/5061947927320658869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/04/well-like-i-said-earlier-in-my-post.html' title=''/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S7s1WW8Z7rI/AAAAAAAAI_4/SQPrZIwFyt4/s72-c/1_419337629l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-564971035826921074</id><published>2010-04-06T09:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T09:31:07.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S7qMGAAVXEI/AAAAAAAAI_o/dzdvURuJC6c/s1600/SDC14030.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456827933221280834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S7qMGAAVXEI/AAAAAAAAI_o/dzdvURuJC6c/s400/SDC14030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Here I am wide awake early in the morning with nothing to do and just surfing the net while waiting for 11am to get ready and off to meet babylove at 12pm for lunch at I don't know where yet. I don't even know what I want to eat. Secret Recipe? Swensens? Seoul Garden? Pastamania? BBQ Chicken? Pizza Hut? I seriously don't know where. And I'm mad at myself for not knowing where to eat. But instead for scolding myself, I is very bad. I scolded babylove instead for no reason. And babylove now is all worried and I think his wondering why I'm mad at him for no good reason. Pfft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;After lunch, I'm off to school at 3pm. Helping De Cai out with the logistics with the rest of the other college committee members later on at SAC. Then we are off to Beach Road to get our embroideries on our collared green BL t-shirts and I can't wait to see the outcome of the embroideries. From the photographs that Joshua took and e-mail it to me, it looks pretty nice. But well, a picture tells a thousand words. So I'm not really sure though. Hee. But I'm all sexcited about it. Yum yum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I feel freaking half-hearted to party with my party people this coming Saturday. Yes, Marcell has asked me to party with the 6Ft people. Most probably at Dbl O or Zirca. I'm not sure though. Most probably, babylove will allow and so will queen. And this might be the last time for me to party because school's starting real soon, next week to be specific. And no more partying for me unless certain occasions. So I'm not really sure whether I should go or not. That's the thing. I'll have to think about it though. And I got myself a black dress last Sunday and I'm so loving it. I better be off now. So long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;YOUR PRINCESS LOVES YOU, NURRIDZUAN.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-564971035826921074?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/564971035826921074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/564971035826921074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/04/here-i-am-wide-awake-early-in-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S7qMGAAVXEI/AAAAAAAAI_o/dzdvURuJC6c/s72-c/SDC14030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-5195658140755890178</id><published>2010-04-04T10:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T11:42:14.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S7f7xPlz0lI/AAAAAAAAI_g/OTPEx96X9fo/s1600/ls_Shop-Front.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 336px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456106296999924306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S7f7xPlz0lI/AAAAAAAAI_g/OTPEx96X9fo/s400/ls_Shop-Front.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;My evening was real awesome. Went out with the queen &amp;amp; sisters &amp;amp; babylove. Headed down to Vivo. Like AGAIN, I know. Haha. Had our early dinner at Seah Im Food Centre since I was craving for the awesome nasi lemak andI was really hungry. And we did bump into Khairul Aidil there, while ordering our food. We talked for a while. He was working at Sentosa. Bumped into him before on Valentine's Day when we were on the way to watch Songs of the Sea. And again yesterday. Haha. Headed to TimeZone to let sisters play this new, popular, "in-thing" kind of game, Animal Kaiser. Trust me, this was the very first time that I felt so sleepy in an arcade. To me, the game was freaking boring but not to my sisters though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;The only special thing was that each time they played the game, win or lose, they'll still get a card. And that reminds me of the times whereby I played with Pokemon Cards during my primary school days. Haha. My sisters have decided to start a collection of the Animal Kaiser cards. Only God knows how long more they will collect this kind of cards. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I did play the motor game with babylove and of course, I won. AGAIN. Haha. We headed to Giant to get some snacks and to chill at the Sky Garden. But due to the heavy rain, we had to chill at the seats over at the Sentosa Station. We played taiti all the way. And to sum up all the games, from the journey to Harbourfront in the bus, during the time we chilled and the journey back home to Yishun, babylove lost to me. The score was 15 to 4. Yes, I won him in 15 games while he won me only at 4 games. Haha. How sweet. Babylove, don't know how to handle his cards well huh. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;I'll be having my BL meeting this coming Tuesday to discuss on the embroidery on our shirts. Joshua was telling me that, only the college committee first. Then we'll see how Mdm. Tan reacts to the design and suggestion we have come up for our shirts. And I better be off now, I need to send out messages on the coming BL meeting for the whole college that falls on 08 April 2010, Thursday. Thank God, my Starhub plan has unlimited SMS, if not die sia. Haha. So long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;YOUR PRINCESS LOVES YOU, NURRIDZUAN.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-5195658140755890178?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/5195658140755890178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/5195658140755890178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-evening-was-real-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S7f7xPlz0lI/AAAAAAAAI_g/OTPEx96X9fo/s72-c/ls_Shop-Front.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-3614513421090124864</id><published>2010-04-03T10:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T11:02:10.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S7atWqiUH1I/AAAAAAAAI_Y/Li-TEuLrBtU/s1600/img8083.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 146px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 218px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455738603492876114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S7atWqiUH1I/AAAAAAAAI_Y/Li-TEuLrBtU/s400/img8083.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Yesterday's surprise was seriously awesome. Haha. Was really late in meeeting up babylove at Yishun and we had to cab down to Vivo instead. Or else, we wouldn't make in time for even a munch. Haha. So we had OCK first before our movie. The movie was seriously awesome, I must say. I rate it 5 out of 5 popcorns. Full rating. I totally love the Dark Fury a.k.a Toothless. Its totally cute, I must say. Haha. We watched in the Non-3D version because the 3D-version really hurts our eyes right after watching the movie. So ta-dah no 3-D movie. And I think the non-3D version is better to watch with. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Had dinner at LJS and I had my fill since I was superbly hungry. Haha. That sums up to my whole evening. Its really short but well, satisfying. I want to watch Clash of The Titans with babylove soons, I think. Haha. Sayang Nurridzuan. So long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;YOUR PRINCESS LOVES YOU,NURRIDZUAN.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-3614513421090124864?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/3614513421090124864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/3614513421090124864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/04/yesterdays-surprise-was-seriously.html' title=''/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S7atWqiUH1I/AAAAAAAAI_Y/Li-TEuLrBtU/s72-c/img8083.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-1719127869732509699</id><published>2010-04-01T22:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T23:09:23.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S7SwXMQkt1I/AAAAAAAAI_Q/vrFv8hL7Lhk/s1600/P170310_18.46_%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455178961126733650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S7SwXMQkt1I/AAAAAAAAI_Q/vrFv8hL7Lhk/s400/P170310_18.46_%5B01%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;A week plus from not blogging ever since Blaze Camp 1. I was too tired to even go online despite me resting for a few days. I still have to come to school you know for my meetings. So I hereby am the Chairman of AHS for my main CCA, Bridge Leader. Who's the Vice-Chairman? Well, don't be surprise that its not babylove.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;So for now, I'm scouting for another 2 or 3 more school committee members for the school of AHS. Don't ask me why I'm chairman since I was the vice-chairman previously. Due to some stuff, Mr. Dennis has decided to let me take the task of being the Chairman of AHS. Pretty tough job huh. But well, with the guidance of my teachers, I hope everything goes on well, and pretty smoothly. Congratulations to Gazali, I must say. For now, I'm still the Secretary of BL ITE CE. And I'm pretty sexcited about the coming events that are awaiting for me. Ehemks, Joshua knows what I mean. Yum, yum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I received my results yesterday and I must say thank God that I passed all my modules. Though I was thinking that I would flunk my PIC/FFPS module but ended up I didn't. Hee. But I must say that I'm pretty dissapointed that my GPA dropped. Yes, seriously. Thanks to my PIC/FFPS module, its grade made my GPA dropped. Back to square one. Pfft. Sweet huh. Don't think so. Well, I manage to drag myself through my first year in CPT, and here I come second year. Haha. Second year means that I've to start everything in order back again, school life. No more enjoyment. And of course, more mugging sessions especially when having Mr Lee as my class advisor. That means I've to triple up my mugging sessions now and then when school starts. That leaves me no more time to really enjoy anymore. Beats me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Blaze Camp 1 spells awesome. The activities have really made me shed a kilogram or so. But well, somehow after the camp, I've gained back that freaking kilogram because I was really craving for this and that right after camp. Haha. Everything was fine, except for the packed meals. Yuck. Eww. Disgusting. Gross. How's that to describe the packed meals using different adjectives? Haha. On a better note, no doubt I had fun. Especially during campfire night. That's always the best part of the whole camp and the part where everybody is looking forward to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'll be pretty busy next week because of the various BL meetings. And trust me, being part of the college committee members, really has its benefits. I think I'm going for the coming June camp, 4 days 3 nights. Its something similar to Blaze Camp 1 though. But its not confirmed yet. But the best thing is that, each time I go for my camp, babylove will get for me some cute plush toy for me to hug with at night. Hee. As a matter of fact, during my Blaze Camp 1, babylove bought for me the Elmo bolster. Trust me, I was the only during the whole camp, who had a bolster with me. Haha. Sayang Nurridzuan.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I'll be going out with sisters and babylove tomorrow. We'll be watching " How To Train Your Dragon", I think. Have dinner and maybe indulge ourselves at TimeZone with the arcade games. Hee. To where this time? Vivocity. I know again. Haha. But its pretty convenient you see to go there. Everything seems to be at one place. And I've been pretty lazy to walk around, here and there these few days. Tired la. I better be off now. I need to get some documents done for my BL meeting next week and of course, I too need my beauty sleep. Haha. So long.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;YOUR PRINCESS LOVES YOU, NURRIDZUAN.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-1719127869732509699?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/1719127869732509699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/1719127869732509699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/04/week-plus-from-not-blogging-ever-since.html' title=''/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S7SwXMQkt1I/AAAAAAAAI_Q/vrFv8hL7Lhk/s72-c/P170310_18.46_%5B01%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-3671800576500970319</id><published>2010-03-21T12:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T13:11:30.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S6WjZVOViKI/AAAAAAAAI_I/2zKPgjs4zvY/s1600-h/P200310_16.04.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450942579591186594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S6WjZVOViKI/AAAAAAAAI_I/2zKPgjs4zvY/s400/P200310_16.04.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh yes, I had an awesome time yesterday. The surprises and shiets. Hee. Thanks love. I really had a great time with you at Vivo last evening. I extremely loved the part where we had our dinner over at Pastamania. Meat Lover's pizza, my all-time favourite. Hee.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S6Wi8RywJuI/AAAAAAAAI-4/DXxlkCuh32c/s1600-h/diary.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450942080453977826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S6Wi8RywJuI/AAAAAAAAI-4/DXxlkCuh32c/s400/diary.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;We watched Diary of A Wimpy Kid and trust me the theatre was full of kids and families of course. But we weren't the only couple in the theatre of course. But to sum up, the movie was just like any other middle school movie, like they have this desire to become known in the school and shiets. But, I prefer the part on friendship. Yes, the movie potrays this value of appreciating friendship. That was the touching part, I admit. Other than that, it was not the die,die must watch movie. I rate this  movie out of 5 popcorns, perhaps a 2.5 or 3 popcorns or so. It didn't appeal to me though there were funny parts. But thanks love for the movie, I appreciate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;And the best part of the whole movie thingy, was the part whereby love bought me my Dragon Combo, and I got the black dragon toy. Haha. I really want to watch the movie, "How to train your dragon". I've seen the trailer and it looked pretty cute. Especially the black dragon. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;As we walked to Pastamania to have our dinner,we came across this particular store which is opening soon in April. Yes, Vans Off The Wall. I'm so looking forward to the opening of the store. Then we both can get our one year anniversary pair of Vans shoes each. Right, loves? Hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Not forgetting, while on the way to Vivo, in the bus. Love surprised me with a love letter and a cute pinky, dimply bear. I like. Hee. And since we walked pass Build-A-Bear outlet at Vivo, I think I'm going to get a pony or a dragon real soon, maybe on our 11 monthsary. How sweet. I love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;We had an awesome dinner together despite the fcuked up service over at Pastamania @ Harbourfront. We had our fill and walked around Vivo for a while and were already making plans for our 11 monthsary. Macam best gitu la kan. Hee. And I think love will be buying me a dress tomorrow. I think only. Hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The thought of 11 monthsary, makes me feel all sexcited of what surprises has in store for me on our one year anniversary. All I know, is that we are going to the Resort World which is really exciting enough to make me go bonkers over the surprises that's awaiting for me. Yes, Universal Studio's baby. Hee. Not forgetting, love has already talked to me about meeting his mother soon, and maybe his father too. Haha. That's surprising. I think it'll be happening soon. Maybe during the holidays I suppose.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S6Wi8NrkyCI/AAAAAAAAI-w/9_5_FfQVoFY/s1600-h/img8066.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 146px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 218px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450942079350130722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S6Wi8NrkyCI/AAAAAAAAI-w/9_5_FfQVoFY/s400/img8066.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;And yes, I watched Alice In Wonderland in 3-D with sisters and love on last Wednesday. It was an awesome show. But wearing the 3-D glasses throughout the whole show wasn't that awesome. It was much more of a hassle though. And the 3-D effects was very little, I must say. And my eyes hurt after watching the show. I must say, I prefer watching the normal kind of movie with no 3-D effects. Its not about the price of the tickets, its about the comfortability while watching the movie and enjoying it at the same time. But overall, I loved the movie. I'll rate it 4.5 out of 5 popcorns. The other half goes to the lack of 3-D effects. I should have watch it like in a normal kind of movie, the settings, without the 3-D effects, then I think it would be much better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;So yeah, last night, one of the 6ft boys, texted me to party with em'. Without Fadly around, but who cares. Its because I too have known them much more earlier but its just that I didn't keep in touch with them. So now I am. They asked me over to party with em' over at DblO, Zirca or Zouk. I don't know. But since I was with love celebrating our 10 monthsary, I couldn't bear to dissapoint him on our happy day. I wouldn't want to sacrifice love over my partying time. Right? Since he has already given me the leeway to club already. That's much better right. So no party for me last night. Perhaps, next week boys if I'm not tired from my camp. Aye?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Speaking of which, I've got my CPT BL bonding activities tomorrow and I've to be in school at 9.30am. Maybe breakfast at MacDonalds with love, I suppose. Hee. That would sound pretty nice right. I know what's for lunch but I shan't say it here though. Hee. Lunch sounds pretty yummy. I hereby say that I'm already appointed to be the Secretary of my CCA, Bridge Leader. I'm part of the College Commitee. Joshua appointed me to that post. But I told him I want to try out and see how it goes. So for now, I'm both the Secretary of BL in College East and I'm the Vice-Chairlady of my school, AHS. Two posts at a time. So after the bonding activities tomorrow, I'll have to help out Decai in the gift-wrapping thingy.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;And I'm pretty excited about Blaze Camp which is this coming Wednesday-Friday afternoon. Will be going with love to the camp. Hee. About the coming BL camp, I might or might not be going. Only certain people of either the school commitee or the college comittee will go. Will have to ask Joshua on that. 3 days, 2 nights without love around. Can die sia. Pfft. I better be off now. Have my brunch. So long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;YOUR PRINCESS LOVES YOU, NURRIDZUAN.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-3671800576500970319?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/3671800576500970319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/3671800576500970319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/03/oh-yes-i-had-awesome-time-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S6WjZVOViKI/AAAAAAAAI_I/2zKPgjs4zvY/s72-c/P200310_16.04.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-4809804880748161910</id><published>2010-03-19T10:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T11:17:21.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S6LnONlxxlI/AAAAAAAAI-A/HlQAhP0c6k0/s1600-h/P170310_18.46_%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450172730424018514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S6LnONlxxlI/AAAAAAAAI-A/HlQAhP0c6k0/s400/P170310_18.46_%5B01%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Its been two consecutive days since I last updated. Why? I'm fcuken lazy. For the fact that I'm suppose to go out yesterday and today too. But ended up I stayed at home, sleeping. Hee. I was suppose to meet Fadly baby last evening, since I was fasting and thanks to the rain, I decided to skip the trip to town just to meet him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Then today my initial plan was to meet Kelly and Mafteem, club. But I skipped it and ended up the whole plan was foiled. Then the next plan was to meet bestfriend, go out with him but since he didn't get his pay, he said next time. The final plan was to meet Fadly baby again but then I was so lazy to go Tampines to meet him. So there goes my whole day, Friday somemore. Haha. Why? Its because I'm so, so pretty LAZY. Huahua. That sums up to everything. Hahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;But for tomorrow, its a different case. Love's got surprises for me. Hee. That I like. And I can't wait for tomorrow's surprise. ME LOVE SURPRISES. I better be off now. So long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;YOUR PRINCESS LOVES YOU, NURRIDZUAN.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-4809804880748161910?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/4809804880748161910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/4809804880748161910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-been-two-consecutive-days-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S6LnONlxxlI/AAAAAAAAI-A/HlQAhP0c6k0/s72-c/P170310_18.46_%5B01%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-4425490791367447896</id><published>2010-03-17T09:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T09:33:09.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S6Au3zg4-WI/AAAAAAAAI94/xBFzqr-1EX4/s1600-h/25138_1331590803531_1043830492_1001484_674393_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 392px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449407085374142818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S6Au3zg4-WI/AAAAAAAAI94/xBFzqr-1EX4/s400/25138_1331590803531_1043830492_1001484_674393_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Yes, this is my Fadly baby. My dearest uncle. I don't know what you're going through now. But seriously babe, you need to go get a real life out there. You can't possibly enjoy all the way. Club and shiets. Its time for you to settle down and stuff. Like you're freaking 25 years old and everyone's worried about you. Both me and the crew is really worried about you. You don't have a girlfriend or you have a girlfriend, we all don't know. And everytime I bring up this matter to you, you start changing topics. Dearest, we are really worried about you. Trust me. I miss you baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-4425490791367447896?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/4425490791367447896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/4425490791367447896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/03/yes-this-is-my-fadly-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S6Au3zg4-WI/AAAAAAAAI94/xBFzqr-1EX4/s72-c/25138_1331590803531_1043830492_1001484_674393_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-1543295644005875188</id><published>2010-03-16T09:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T10:04:58.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S57kqv-NfvI/AAAAAAAAI9w/rRXeZUiIN6A/s1600-h/P140210_16.09.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449044022247915250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S57kqv-NfvI/AAAAAAAAI9w/rRXeZUiIN6A/s400/P140210_16.09.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanks to holidays that I've been blogging now and then, since I've got nothing much to do. Haha. Woke up early in the morning, to send Emira off to school. She has some sexuality education talk. So I dragged myself to send her to school. Initially, she thought we were late and she nagged me all the way for waking up and getting ready late. Ended up we were 20 minutes early and it was my turn to nag at her. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Was on the phone with love all the way back home while texting with Marcell. Yes, he dropped a Good Morning text to me. Well, now I think his already asleep because he was complaining to me that his got no work today in camp and his forcing himself to sleep. Haha. So no reply from him now means, his already asleep. Haha. Silly boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'll be meeting love at Yishun later, his fetching me. Off to have our late lunch over at Popeye's Century Square since we had the intention to go to Isetan at Tampines Mall to get my flower clip and my shorts over at Cotton On. Hee. Suke la aku kan, love buying me stuff. Hee. After that, proceed to school for the meeting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;I think I'll be meeting love tomorrow and maybe with sisters too. Perhaps, catch a movie or something. And maybe, I'll be meeting bestfriend on Friday. Maybe we'll be going Simpang Bedok or something, Spize baby. Miss going to Simpang Bedok. Hee. And Saturday, meeting up love and having Seoul Garden I suppose. Not forgetting, Sunday, most probably meet up with Fadly dearest. Hahas. I better be off now. So long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;YOUR PRINCESS LOVES YOU, NURRIDZUAN.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-1543295644005875188?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/1543295644005875188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/1543295644005875188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/03/thanks-to-holidays-that-ive-been.html' title=''/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S57kqv-NfvI/AAAAAAAAI9w/rRXeZUiIN6A/s72-c/P140210_16.09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-6354899205513264853</id><published>2010-03-15T20:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T21:34:07.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-946932e5e9163363" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D946932e5e9163363%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331326902%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5DBEF74B66B2A2D42C7217AF56C6CEED2D811CBB.E156B9864A36D471ECB2E0589AD69D2D6A2FD80%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D946932e5e9163363%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_w3TEiaWDwb6Iub94kYCaErCnC8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D946932e5e9163363%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331326902%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5DBEF74B66B2A2D42C7217AF56C6CEED2D811CBB.E156B9864A36D471ECB2E0589AD69D2D6A2FD80%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D946932e5e9163363%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_w3TEiaWDwb6Iub94kYCaErCnC8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;My dearest Fadly sang this song and he uploaded this video somewhere last year. Sometime during the month of September. I think its 29 September 2009. He had 3 videos. The other two was freaking jiwang. But this was my personal favourite. Haha. &amp;amp; I freaking like it. Thank God, he doesn't read my blog often. Kalau tak mati aku dibuatnye. Fyi, Fadly's the one singing and not playing the guitar, aye. Haha. Enjoy the video. I suppose. Lol. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-6354899205513264853?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/6354899205513264853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/6354899205513264853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-dearest-fadly-sang-this-song-and-he.html' title=''/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-372437062540292993</id><published>2010-03-15T14:12:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T15:07:04.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S53Tqu_CG-I/AAAAAAAAI9o/3yeHtD-9WLI/s1600-h/24940_1341430369514_1043830492_1023043_7241847_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448743855308544994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S53Tqu_CG-I/AAAAAAAAI9o/3yeHtD-9WLI/s400/24940_1341430369514_1043830492_1023043_7241847_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A quarter of the photographs from Fadly's Nikon DSLR have been uploaded. And trust me, I love the way he takes the photos. Especially the one above, yes, the one that I was walking. Haha. Nicely taken photographs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S53TqXqpXmI/AAAAAAAAI9g/o-bBBMmX1Hs/s1600-h/24940_1341430329513_1043830492_1023042_2801378_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448743849049022050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S53TqXqpXmI/AAAAAAAAI9g/o-bBBMmX1Hs/s400/24940_1341430329513_1043830492_1023042_2801378_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S53TqF9Gg1I/AAAAAAAAI9Y/SttvSUP3IdI/s1600-h/24940_1341430289512_1043830492_1023041_5458642_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448743844294591314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S53TqF9Gg1I/AAAAAAAAI9Y/SttvSUP3IdI/s400/24940_1341430289512_1043830492_1023041_5458642_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S53TQX2NjBI/AAAAAAAAI9Q/c03WdkoJ3-o/s1600-h/24940_1341430249511_1043830492_1023040_5936499_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448743402420931602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S53TQX2NjBI/AAAAAAAAI9Q/c03WdkoJ3-o/s400/24940_1341430249511_1043830492_1023040_5936499_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S53TPt84zkI/AAAAAAAAI9I/6FFLPk9ych0/s1600-h/24940_1341430209510_1043830492_1023039_4509892_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448743391174643266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S53TPt84zkI/AAAAAAAAI9I/6FFLPk9ych0/s400/24940_1341430209510_1043830492_1023039_4509892_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Since the others have not eaten yet, we accompanied them to have their dinner. While I was forced to share a can of Green Tea as seen above, the very first picture with Fadly. In the end, both of us didn't finish the drink. The boys too, had their drinking session part 2 because initially, the very first drinking session, only a quarter was there. Not all you see. There you go, SixFeetUnder drinking session. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S53TPRQ_upI/AAAAAAAAI9A/6sAvHx1e01w/s1600-h/24940_1341430169509_1043830492_1023038_2051942_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448743383474354834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S53TPRQ_upI/AAAAAAAAI9A/6sAvHx1e01w/s400/24940_1341430169509_1043830492_1023038_2051942_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S53TO-J1gII/AAAAAAAAI84/dEOgWbeBaUo/s1600-h/24940_1341430129508_1043830492_1023037_3371091_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448743378344050818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S53TO-J1gII/AAAAAAAAI84/dEOgWbeBaUo/s400/24940_1341430129508_1043830492_1023037_3371091_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S53TOu5wrzI/AAAAAAAAI8w/UnfTspGtiC8/s1600-h/24940_1341430089507_1043830492_1023036_1049953_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448743374250094386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S53TOu5wrzI/AAAAAAAAI8w/UnfTspGtiC8/s400/24940_1341430089507_1043830492_1023036_1049953_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S53SYaqjN-I/AAAAAAAAI8o/pNA3gdsF_Sc/s1600-h/24940_1341430049506_1043830492_1023035_2440799_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448742441104652258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S53SYaqjN-I/AAAAAAAAI8o/pNA3gdsF_Sc/s400/24940_1341430049506_1043830492_1023035_2440799_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S53SYE7qrFI/AAAAAAAAI8g/D0VmKIWpfN8/s1600-h/24940_1341430009505_1043830492_1023034_730607_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448742435270863954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S53SYE7qrFI/AAAAAAAAI8g/D0VmKIWpfN8/s400/24940_1341430009505_1043830492_1023034_730607_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S53SXayyZrI/AAAAAAAAI8Y/-vywsimoCYw/s1600-h/24940_1341429969504_1043830492_1023033_6160169_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448742423959332530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S53SXayyZrI/AAAAAAAAI8Y/-vywsimoCYw/s400/24940_1341429969504_1043830492_1023033_6160169_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S53SWx-dmYI/AAAAAAAAI8Q/SOB9HwA8ZIY/s1600-h/24940_1341429929503_1043830492_1023032_7695540_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448742413002447234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S53SWx-dmYI/AAAAAAAAI8Q/SOB9HwA8ZIY/s400/24940_1341429929503_1043830492_1023032_7695540_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S53SWKWfbDI/AAAAAAAAI8I/axiN1Do42T8/s1600-h/24940_1341429889502_1043830492_1023031_6922605_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448742402365811762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S53SWKWfbDI/AAAAAAAAI8I/axiN1Do42T8/s400/24940_1341429889502_1043830492_1023031_6922605_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S53RJH765wI/AAAAAAAAI8A/QfvvEalimZw/s1600-h/24940_1341429849501_1043830492_1023030_6961212_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448741078867568386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S53RJH765wI/AAAAAAAAI8A/QfvvEalimZw/s400/24940_1341429849501_1043830492_1023030_6961212_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Those were the wacky shots taken by Fadly. I wasn't in the wacky shots because I was on the phone with love. So it wasn't that convenient for me to keep asking love to wait a while just to snap shots with them. Hee.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S53RIMlp_WI/AAAAAAAAI74/MhBuI_2wfTw/s1600-h/24940_1341429809500_1043830492_1023029_7059371_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448741062936493410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S53RIMlp_WI/AAAAAAAAI74/MhBuI_2wfTw/s400/24940_1341429809500_1043830492_1023029_7059371_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;But this photo was an exception. Why? Fadly forced me to snap a shot with the girls. Yes, the one in purple (Nana) and the one in grey (Naza). Nice, friendly people. We were dancing like mad girls while we were at the dancefloor. And they took good care of me because Fadly asked them too. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S53RHx0OBrI/AAAAAAAAI7w/O8Th0gKzX2Y/s1600-h/24940_1341429769499_1043830492_1023028_5465734_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448741055749818034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S53RHx0OBrI/AAAAAAAAI7w/O8Th0gKzX2Y/s400/24940_1341429769499_1043830492_1023028_5465734_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is T or Taufique. Yes, that's Rahman's car. They drove to Obar and so did Riezman.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S53RHSPU3VI/AAAAAAAAI7o/SychoWlmsns/s1600-h/24940_1341429729498_1043830492_1023027_1164152_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448741047273577810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S53RHSPU3VI/AAAAAAAAI7o/SychoWlmsns/s400/24940_1341429729498_1043830492_1023027_1164152_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;This is the birthday boy. I think his turning 21 today and his name's Fazil. Yes, his birthday is today. But we celebrate it in advance since his birthday falls on a weekday. Their attempt to make Fazil really drunk didn't come true though. Its because he was a pretty good drinker. So were the others. Trust me, none of them got wasted that night. Surprising, but true. Coming up, Naza's birthday. Awesome. Another party session with them, I suppose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S53RHFr-55I/AAAAAAAAI7g/VaNgDrYxb1Y/s1600-h/24940_1341429689497_1043830492_1023026_3826836_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448741043904112530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S53RHFr-55I/AAAAAAAAI7g/VaNgDrYxb1Y/s400/24940_1341429689497_1043830492_1023026_3826836_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Fazil &amp;amp; T.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S53Q2dTwhKI/AAAAAAAAI7Y/IK2w80VFdgc/s1600-h/24940_1341429649496_1043830492_1023025_8140348_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448740758187181218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S53Q2dTwhKI/AAAAAAAAI7Y/IK2w80VFdgc/s400/24940_1341429649496_1043830492_1023025_8140348_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Marcell.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S53Q1_lHONI/AAAAAAAAI7Q/Nruobql7E3k/s1600-h/24940_1341429609495_1043830492_1023024_2600544_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448740750206908626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S53Q1_lHONI/AAAAAAAAI7Q/Nruobql7E3k/s400/24940_1341429609495_1043830492_1023024_2600544_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Mamal.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S53Q1fQui2I/AAAAAAAAI7I/51qYvjiksDc/s1600-h/24940_1341429569494_1043830492_1023023_5979115_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448740741531470690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S53Q1fQui2I/AAAAAAAAI7I/51qYvjiksDc/s400/24940_1341429569494_1043830492_1023023_5979115_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Ashik.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S53Q0401MUI/AAAAAAAAI7A/srvdzTzBKtY/s1600-h/24940_1341429529493_1043830492_1023022_1286807_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448740731213918530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S53Q0401MUI/AAAAAAAAI7A/srvdzTzBKtY/s400/24940_1341429529493_1043830492_1023022_1286807_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;T again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S53Q0m03KiI/AAAAAAAAI64/vHTTEMP4Cxk/s1600-h/24940_1341429489492_1043830492_1023021_7328395_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448740726382209570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S53Q0m03KiI/AAAAAAAAI64/vHTTEMP4Cxk/s400/24940_1341429489492_1043830492_1023021_7328395_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;SixFeetUnder. ( and the last corner, the one facing the camera is my Fadly.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S53QbydiibI/AAAAAAAAI6w/360fE7HpcBc/s1600-h/24940_1341429449491_1043830492_1023020_2774605_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448740300008884658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S53QbydiibI/AAAAAAAAI6w/360fE7HpcBc/s400/24940_1341429449491_1043830492_1023020_2774605_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S53QbLcMbCI/AAAAAAAAI6o/Xas8CmHzx90/s1600-h/24940_1341429409490_1043830492_1023019_313707_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448740289534258210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S53QbLcMbCI/AAAAAAAAI6o/Xas8CmHzx90/s400/24940_1341429409490_1043830492_1023019_313707_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S53Qa2kV5bI/AAAAAAAAI6g/vsBjm_hSCmI/s1600-h/24940_1341429369489_1043830492_1023018_6569059_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448740283931289010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S53Qa2kV5bI/AAAAAAAAI6g/vsBjm_hSCmI/s400/24940_1341429369489_1043830492_1023018_6569059_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S53QaRcVaqI/AAAAAAAAI6Y/cKvRPx1qCXI/s1600-h/24940_1341429329488_1043830492_1023017_5696198_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448740273965591202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S53QaRcVaqI/AAAAAAAAI6Y/cKvRPx1qCXI/s400/24940_1341429329488_1043830492_1023017_5696198_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Their first drinking session.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S53QZ76NMhI/AAAAAAAAI6Q/GjvOmcyKTaM/s1600-h/24940_1341429289487_1043830492_1023016_4426387_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448740268185301522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S53QZ76NMhI/AAAAAAAAI6Q/GjvOmcyKTaM/s400/24940_1341429289487_1043830492_1023016_4426387_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Wondering why I've not taken a picture in the club with my Fadly. Its because, Naza's boyfriend, Ridhwan has not uploaded the photographs taken in the club and Nana too since they was using their cell phone. You can't expect Fadly to take photographs using his DSLR in the club, don't you. What a hassle kan. Haha. I'll just have to jolly wait for the other photographs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I'm at the library now since my sisters wants to do some mugging. And tomororw, I'll be having my BL College Comittee meeting at 4.30 pm. So inconvenient kan, what to do. But I'm still going though. That means, the plan to have a perfect date with love has foiled, yes cancelled. So that means, I'll be going for this meeting while he goes for his track &amp;amp; field training. But we are going to meet each other earlier because we are so going to have lunch. Perhaps, a treat over at Popeye's. Which outlet? Maybe the one at the airport or the one at Century Square. I'm not sure about that though. I better be off now. So long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;YOUR PRINCESS LOVES YOU, NURRIDZUAN.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-372437062540292993?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/372437062540292993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/372437062540292993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/03/quarter-of-photographs-from-fadlys.html' title=''/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S53Tqu_CG-I/AAAAAAAAI9o/3yeHtD-9WLI/s72-c/24940_1341430369514_1043830492_1023043_7241847_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-3432884947296890954</id><published>2010-03-14T10:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T11:19:29.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S5xG7FQAh7I/AAAAAAAAI6I/xE1MWZa0d-4/s1600-h/sg17.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 255px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448307630047004594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S5xG7FQAh7I/AAAAAAAAI6I/xE1MWZa0d-4/s400/sg17.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Yesterday night spells A.W.E.S.O.M.E! After not stepping into a club for about a year plus ever since I started schooling and had commitments for certain stuff, I decided to put partying on hold. So since I was having my school holidays then, my dearest Fadly dragged me to Dbl O/OBar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Love fetched me at Yishun before meeting Fadly and the others. And he bought for me my favourite sweet, Werther's Original. Made my evening. Hee. Suke la I. We headed over to Somerset first and after knowing that Fadly was late, we decided to walk around 313 @Somerset. As we were walking around there, we had a few emotional talks that made me break down into tears. Trust me, I did break down. But I won't tell you the reason for the cause of the tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Love did walked me till we met Marcell and his cousin, Bai. We met them up over at YP and since Fadly was late, we decided to meet him over at Dhoby Ghaut. So Love send me till I met Fadly. Upon meeting him there, Love went home and kept texting me all the way back. It was really sad to see him go. I admit. So we waited for the other over at Obar. The boys had their drinking sessions. And we got ourselves chopped first though it wasn't the time yet to go in. Placed our bags in Riezman's car. Since some of the boys didn't have their dinner yet, we went to some place and they had their fill plus the drinks again. Haha. I skipped drinking the normal drink initially during their first drinking session. So Fadly decided to get a can of Green Tea and forced me to share with him. Punye la sweet die. Haha. So yes, I did drink it though since he already forced me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Chilled outside Dbl O and had chats with the two girls, Nana and Naza. They were nice, friendly people. I had a great time with them. And I was the youngest last night. How sweet. Huahua. Was texting with love all night long and bestfriend too. I did talk to both before I really partied. Haha. Sayang you both la! Bestfriend was really lecturing me over the drinks part. Don't worry la, I didn't not drink a single drop of liquor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;We partied all night long till 3am. And I cabbed back home. The cab fare was like less than 25 bucks. Haha. Thank God. Reached home safely at nearly 4am. And trust me, love did not sleep at all. He was worried about me since I was out alone and stuff. Sweet nye, Nurridzuan. Sayang kau. So I spend my time in the cab talking to him. And well, he did send an e-mail to me. And I've read it, I'm freaking touched.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Nurridzuan, thanks for trusting me the whole of last night. I didn't expect you to cry for me on the way back home baby. I really feel bad. I swear. I told you not to cry. Never mind. Its over. Baby, I don't want you to go club even with me. Stay as what you are. Please? I do prefer it like that, trust me. I'll tell you the reason why when we meet up on Tuesday or Wednesday. Oh baby, I miss you a lot. Seriously. I'm yearning for you now. Trust me, I was touched by what you type for me in the e-mail. I feel like meeting you up now loves!!! Finally, I love you boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'll be going to my cousin's house later over at Sengkang, I think. Visiting my two little nephews over there. That I like. Hee. I'm freaking tired from last night. Sleepy? Nah, not really. And I really burn lotsa fats last night, because I was perspiring a lot. Haha. Am waiting for the photographs from Fadly and the others. Why? I did not use my camera phone because I was afraid that my battery couldn't last all night long because it has been such a bitch this past few days. So I decided to use queen's camera-less phone instead. It wasn't a torture at all. Its just that its without a camera. And I must say, the battery life was awesome. No matter how long I talk or how many texts I've send, upon reaching home, my battery was still full. Yes, three bars full like how I've charged it intially. Haha. Baek pe. Next time I go club, I use this phone. I don't care whether got camera or not. Haha. And I better be off now. So long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;YOUR PRINCESS LOVES YOU, NURRIDZUAN.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-3432884947296890954?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/3432884947296890954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/3432884947296890954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/03/yesterday-night-spells.html' title=''/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S5xG7FQAh7I/AAAAAAAAI6I/xE1MWZa0d-4/s72-c/sg17.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-4709211987838264258</id><published>2010-03-13T08:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T08:50:51.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S5rYf3RnhzI/AAAAAAAAI54/kp-lnCJWK2k/s1600-h/1_419337629l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447904741183424306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S5rYf3RnhzI/AAAAAAAAI54/kp-lnCJWK2k/s400/1_419337629l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;GOOD MORNING SINGAPORE! Haha. Yes, I'm up early so in the morning when I only got like 4 hours of sleep. Was hogging on the cell phone with Fadly and loves last night till 4am. Haha. And yes, I've discovered Fadly's secret when I ran through his Youtube videos. I'm in love with the Madu Tiga. Haha. I swear his reaction, his cramped face in singing the song is tak perlu. Macam takde maknenye. Haha. To add in, his fat. Haha. And I call him my dearest fat owl. Sounds good right. Why that name? Shan't tell you. Huahua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Won't be meeting Fadly at the wedding invitation because hBUtis parents are busy and he was asked to turn up alone. For me, I'm not sure yet because if the queen says she feels like going, then she will. If  not, then kiss goodbye. Simple as that. Haha. Now, if Fadly's got bucks later on, then his going. And that means I'm going too. Haha. So let's hope this matrep's got bucks to go party later. Since almost everyone of his crew is going.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;But the bad thing is that, Fadly told me to wear black, if possible. And guess what? I don't have any black dress because I'm not a fan of black. Pfft. I've got a few, but it doesn't match the whole outfit. Pfft. So I'll just stick with the brown dress that I wanted to wear initially. But I shall not give up in digging my closet, for the right black dress. I don't want to wear the formal black dresses I have, because I'll then need to wear heels. And of course, I is not wearing heels. Later got blister, I cannot dance. Have to duduk diam-diam. There won't be any fun at all. Huahua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;But then if I still go ahead and wear the brown dress. This was what my dearest Fadly said to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fadly: My dear, whatever you're wearing later, doesn't make a difference because you're still with us. Whether brown or black, you need not feel left out because you've got me and I won't leave you alone. So don't be afraid of being left out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Emika: Aye then. But I'll still try my best to get the right black dress, if not I'll just go ahead with the brown dress. Hee.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;When he said that to me, cair aku. Haha. Ishk, my uncle. Cannot cair-cair. He was warning me macam aku tak perna gi party or club. Macam aku baru legally 18. Fed up you know. He keep on reminding me, don't you ever drink. I was like, " I tak minum la cik abang oi." And he keeps saying to me that I got to stay by his side because I'm small and short as he claimed (pfft!). He was afraid that I might get lost in the crowd. Like what the heck. Fed up aku dibuatnye. Padehal, I'll be with him along the way, macam la aku nak lari along the way ke ape. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;And especially for me tonight, Fadly's not going to touch any alcoholic drinks. Though his a good drinker and he won't get drunk easily. But because of him wanting to take care of me the whole time later, he didn't want to drink alcohol. Well, I didn't even ask him to skip the drinks though. But still I appreciate the thought baby. Sayang you! Hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img class="gl_list_bullet" border="0" alt="Bulleted List" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Will be meeting him and the rest at 6pm around town before we head to Obar. Let's hope I won't be late. Hee. So those in SixFeetDownUnder who knows me, has already known about me partying with them later on. How extra sweet is that which adds to me feeling more awkward. Haha. But I seriously think, I can mingle well with the crowd, since a number of them are my own friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;And my dearest love was so worried for me later since he keeps saying that this was the first time I'm going out alone. He has agreed to that idea of meeting me up first so most probably he'll be fetching me over at Yishun. Macam goodbye forever plak. Ishk, takde la. Sayang Nurridzuan. Hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Not forgetting, bestfriend. He already dapat tau that I'm partying today if jadi. He was also telling me all the don'ts. Cute la the three of you. The three awesome guys that I love a lot. Nurridzuan, Fadly and Hairul Nizam. Sayang korang tiga. Bestfriend, was saying that if he dapat tau I drink alcohol, I'll get a piece of his mind. No, no, no. I won't be so stupid to do all that and get a piece of his mind. I'll gladly avoid that. Trust me bestfriend. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Aku baru nak gi club macam aku nak gi overseas plak. Satu-satu warn aku maha warn. Especially Fadly, when he knows that I'll be with him all night long. Tak lame ke tu? Haha. But I still love you three to bits and pieces! Let's hope Fadly's got bucks to go party today. If not, bye-bye to partying to me today. And I'll be extremely dissapointed because I'm looking forward to party again and step on to the dancefloor. Hee. So I better be off now. So long!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;YOUR PRINCESS LOVES YOU, NURRIDZUAN.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-4709211987838264258?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/4709211987838264258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/4709211987838264258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/03/good-morning-singapore-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S5rYf3RnhzI/AAAAAAAAI54/kp-lnCJWK2k/s72-c/1_419337629l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-7837082709920322306</id><published>2010-03-12T23:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T23:43:13.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S5pZGlwYLwI/AAAAAAAAI5w/tN6A49gt5H0/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 296px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447764669007146754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S5pZGlwYLwI/AAAAAAAAI5w/tN6A49gt5H0/s400/untitled.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm feeling real bored. Was suppose to be out at this point of time with Fadly &amp;amp; friends over at Bugis and town too. But I was super lazy to drag this lazy big, butt of mine. So I decided to skip the trip to chill with them there. Anyway, I'm meeting Fadly over at some wedding invitation before meeting him at night with his friends (my friends, too!).  Why the wedding invitation? One of my relatives are getting married, and that relative has got some strong relations to Fadly's family. Something like that la. I'm there because I'm accompanying my grandad you see. So somehow, this matrep will definitely try to bump into me at the wedding invitation. Huahua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Will not be going for Zouk, the initial plan for the event because Fadly's kind of working after going for the wedding invitation. And he ends at 7pm. So we'll be skipping that part of the event. But we partying over at Obar with the others. And it was a celebration for one of the newbie of SixFeetUnder and it was also his birthday. That's double the celebration. I hope I won't feel pretty awkward though I know a number of them. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, Danny was chatting over with me at MSN just now around 6 plus. We were chatting and Danny asked me over to Supperclub tomorrow because his on the guestlist, and I can come along with him for free. I declined, because I've promised Fadly that I'm going Obar with him instead. And Danny was telling me that if only I told him two days back, I would got myself a free entrance to Obar last night because he was on the guestlist. Pfft. I've always been missing it. Fcuk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;And Danny was kind of dissapointed that he can't meet me over at Obar tomorrow because on Saturdays only guys above 21 years old are allowed in. So that makes up the whole thing on why he can't meet me tomorrow. Awww, what a pity. Perhaps before I make my way to Obar, I'll meet you somewhere or something. Aye bebeh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;To sum up, loves has made sure that I make a few promises with him before I go party tomorrow with Fadly. I must say his freaking worried about me. Because he was saying that he feels awkward that I'm going somewhere without him along. Its like his leaving me alone. Why he feels that? Its because I either go out with him or my mum. So the feeling's different you see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;As a matter of fact, I feel half-hearted about partying tomorrow when love said to me like that just now. All of a sudden, it struck me badly that I'm going to feel different without him around tomorrow when I'm out partying. No doubt about that. I admit, I'm going to have fun tomorrow and at the same time, I admit that I'm going to miss him. I'm already missing him badly now.  Perhaps, I'll try to persuade him to meet me before I go party with Fadly or even before I meet Fadly. Maybe, that'll work out for us. I hope so. I really do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Eclipse is coming out on June 30 2010. Have told loves about it and he was saying and assure me that we are going to watch it together. Hee. I'm looking forward to watching that movie with you, baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Apparently, I'll not be coming home tomorrow night. Going to spend the night with Fadly &amp;amp; friends at I don't know where. Let's hope I won't sleep throughout the whole night since its been quite some time since I last spend the night out. As you can see, I'm a lazy pig and I sleep a lot especially when I've got no school. So I'm hoping that I won't fall asleep when I'm with them. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Loves, about tomorrow night, I promise you that I know my limits and I know what promises I've made to you before I go party tomorrow. But at the very least, I know you are worried and you feel different without me. So do I. I'm going to feel different without you around me tomorrow when I party. I want to meet you tomorrow, before I go party. Or maybe before I meet Fadly even. But trust me, I'll never betray you. You know how much I'm in love with you and I will never betray the trust you have in me. Aye bebeh? I love you so much Nurridzuan. I'll see you on Monday or perhaps Tuesday baby, I promise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'm off to webcam with love now. Will update real soon. So long!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;YOUR PRINCESS LOVES YOU, NURRIDZUAN.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-7837082709920322306?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/7837082709920322306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/7837082709920322306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-feeling-real-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S5pZGlwYLwI/AAAAAAAAI5w/tN6A49gt5H0/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-8321498180406322313</id><published>2010-03-10T23:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T23:31:22.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S5e4ak-_c9I/AAAAAAAAI5o/cItLaX9B9F0/s1600-h/P140210_15.34_%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447025041071895506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S5e4ak-_c9I/AAAAAAAAI5o/cItLaX9B9F0/s400/P140210_15.34_%5B01%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S5e4KMTfQsI/AAAAAAAAI5g/UwaS27rSqVQ/s1600-h/P140210_15.35.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'VE FINALLY FINISH ALL MY EXAMS! Ape lagi? Enjoy la. Yes, yes, yes! Haha. So my paper just now was pretty awesome la. Haha. The opposite, trust me. Forget about that, I shan't fret about that though since its over. We've already got our timetable for our second year. Die ar, the latest we end is at 5.30pm and the latest we start school is at 10.30am. Shiok gile or what sia. Gawd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Will be going for Blaze Camp on the 24,25 &amp;amp; 26 March 2010, 3 days 2 nights  camp and I'm so loving it. In fact, I'm looking forward to it. I like. But Fadly sounded pretty down to know that I won't be around for 3 days and 2 nights because he thinks that I'm leaving him. Stupid betul. Haha. Crazy. Who says I'm leaving you? Haha. And he wanted to follow me and become one of my instructor, siao. I'm meeting you this Saturday kan loves. We party together okayy. Its been such a long time since we party together. Hee. Sayang kau la matrep. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes, love has given me the thumbs up to go party still with Fadly despite knowing that the initial plan to go to the event and party foiled because Fadly had to work till 7pm. I'm not sure where we will be partying that night. But hell yeah, let's dance. I can only dance with Fadly love aje. Haha. I promised love that. So yes, I'm tied down with Fadly for that night. Never mind. He doesn't bore me at all.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S5e31MFQ4mI/AAAAAAAAI5Y/fHkfwlz5LsI/s1600-h/55ddaec8-0536-4ce2-81eb-a9ab68797c7b.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 265px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447024398732157538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S5e31MFQ4mI/AAAAAAAAI5Y/fHkfwlz5LsI/s400/55ddaec8-0536-4ce2-81eb-a9ab68797c7b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I've just changed my blog song to Justin Bieber's hot single. Trust me, his freaking hot. I was going gaga over him when I heard him sing and especially how he looks like. I know, I'm just like any other girl out there who starts going gaga over stars like him. But that's the only thing we can do right, to drool over the hotness of them. Haha. And yes, I'm addicted to his song. No doubt about that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Now, I'm waiting for my dearest Fadly to give me a call. He had dinner all alone at Subway just now and wanted to ask me along. Thinking that I would be super lazy to come to Pasir Ris, he decided not to ask me. Bodoh sia this matrep, can drive right. Haha. Yes, at most I'll be driving his car. Haha. Now his not that busy, and he gives me calls or leaves me a text now and then. Haha. I think I better be off now. I want to chat with my love and webcam with him. So long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;YOUR PRINCESS LOVES YOU, NURRIDZUAN.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-8321498180406322313?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/8321498180406322313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/8321498180406322313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/03/ive-finally-finish-all-my-exams-ape.html' title=''/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S5e4ak-_c9I/AAAAAAAAI5o/cItLaX9B9F0/s72-c/P140210_15.34_%5B01%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-7682913865422089544</id><published>2010-03-09T23:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T00:28:18.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S5ZvuSlV-lI/AAAAAAAAI5Q/dlbPnDwJi8w/s1600-h/P140210_15.36.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446663640404326994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S5ZvuSlV-lI/AAAAAAAAI5Q/dlbPnDwJi8w/s400/P140210_15.36.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I swear that at this point of time, I should be sleeping but I'm not even sleepy. I'm still freaking wide awake and I admit I've dissapoint love because I promised to sleep at the same timing as him. However, I'll be meeting him at 10 in the morning tomorrow at NorthPoint. Plan to have brunch together and do some mugging for our paper which starts at 2, I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;I did mention previously that I'm on hiatus but due to me feeling really bored, my itchy fingers decided to blog despite me having my exam tomorrow. Alah, last paper only. Haha. Skip that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I shall just elaborate a little on last week, I think a little only la. I must mention this part that my BESTFRIEND, stop by near my school last week, just to meet me. Haha. Sweet kan bestfriend aku. Sayang kau meatball. Haha. I've officially nicknamed him, fatty meatball while he officially gave me sotong ball as my nickname. Jahat. Never mind. Aku tetap sayang kau. So we were talking but we had to cut our conversation short since I had class the next few minutes. And on the way back to class, he had to send me the most dissapointing text, " You are really putting on weight bf. I didn't realize it till I saw you walk away, your back view. Haha." Tak dissapointed gile ke tu when your bestfriend commented you that way. Haha. But I is very jahat, I decided to tease him that he too put on weight. That part, I swear I'm not cheating. Its the truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;And I'm meeting my bestfriend, sometime next week. I'll be in for a treat, kan you. Hee. Well, bestfriend and his friends (my friends too) will be going Australia in June and I badly want to go. But see how la, my schedule. Because by that point of time, I'm so called preparing for my IA already. And that sucks. Looks like, if I've got no other choice, I've got to skip the Australia trip. Let's hope my IA won't destroy my plans with Fadly dearest to either New York or Hong Kong. Pfft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Speaking of Fadly, well it has been 5 days since he last contacted me and he finally did just now. He was apologizing me at every point of his text and keep on telling me that his busy. Well, this Saturday's plan is kind of foiled, the presence of the event part. The part whereby Six Feet Down Under would be performing at the event. But we'll still be partying with them even after the whole event ends. Because dearest Fadly finish work at 7pm and by the time he reach home, it'll be already nearly 8 to 9 plus. And what time sia nak reach Zouk. And he perangai like girl, siap punye la lambat, obviously we won't be able to make it in time for the event.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Obviously, Fadly won't let me go to the event alone without his presence. Because initially, he has already told me that he won't leave me alone during the event and I've got to stick with him all the way. Over-protective right this boy. Haha. But cute la. I mean if anything happens to me during that period of time when I'm with him, he would be solely held responsible mah. Especially when both our parents know each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;On the contray, I won't be going to the event at Zouk but still I'll be partying with Fadly and the rest of Six Feet Down Under. I'm not sure where we'll be partying at. But the best part is, I get to meet Fadly. Haha. Miss hor that dummy uncle of mine. No doubt about it. But still, I've got to inform love about the changed plans. Hopefully, he'll give me the thumbs up to party instead of going to the event. Because I had a hard time to convince him initially, about me going to the event and partying later on. And he really trusted me so much and that's the reason he gave me his thumbs up. Let's hope this time, he'll give me the thumbs up to party. Just partying and no event. Like seriously&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Well, I had an awesome time with love just now over at Starbucks. I had my all-time favourite Java Chip while he had his Chocolate Chip Cream. Well, supposingly drinking coffee is suppose to make you stay wide awake, but for me its the opposite, I was about to doze off while sipping my Java Chip away. And I ended up slacking at Starbucks instead of studying. Next time, on my next mugging session at Starbucks, I'll opt for Mocha Frappe instead. That'll keep me going for at least 4 hours or so. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;And love bought us our own piggy bank. Well, it was his idea to save, buy a piggy bank and stuff. And it was my decision to choose what design I wanted. So I decided to choose the one that looks like the Tofu Biscuit which was pretty cute. We bought it over at Mini Toons two days back, that falls on Monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;And yes, I had Pastamania for my lunch on Monday. As promised, love treated me to the 10-inch pizza over at Pastamania. Pepperoni pizza baby. Can't deny that I love the mozzarella cheese was melting in my mouth. Yum yum. Love had his choice of pasta, Turkey Bacon Cheesy Crumble, upsize hor. Haha. Thanks baby for the treat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;So after our trip over at Starbucks, we headed to Courts to check out the nice DSLR cameras they have. And I was eyeing for that particular Panasonic Lumix DSLR camera. Love dropped hints that he may get for me that cammy that costs nearly a thousand. I hope that his hints will come true because ever since my dearest cammy got spoiled, I've cut down on taking photographs because I is lazy to take photographs using my 3.2mgp camera phone. Why? Its so saket hati to use my camera phone, because its not clear enough. Especially night time, no flash. Mintak ampun with my camera phone. I badly want that cammy. I suke sangat with that cammy. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;I think I'm off to sleep now. My eyes are kinda tired now. Wish me luck for my very last paper. And please, I really need to do something about my links, because I know I've not been updating it. Pardon me. Will update it real soon. So long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;YOUR PRINCESS LOVES YOU, NURRIDZUAN.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-7682913865422089544?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/7682913865422089544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/7682913865422089544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-swear-that-at-this-point-of-time-i.html' title=''/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S5ZvuSlV-lI/AAAAAAAAI5Q/dlbPnDwJi8w/s72-c/P140210_15.36.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-2096033288375653731</id><published>2010-03-07T09:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T09:48:42.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S5MC6GRf0rI/AAAAAAAAI5I/0n0FW3-5Wtg/s1600-h/books.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 311px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 362px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445699571560731314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S5MC6GRf0rI/AAAAAAAAI5I/0n0FW3-5Wtg/s400/books.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Pardon me for not blogging for a week or so. I'm pretty busy with the extreme revisions in school and at home. Why? My exams falls on Monday, which is tomorrow and on Wednesday which is coming next three days. And to add in, all my ENS notes are with the boy!!! Happening gile right. I is very angry tau. He actually called me many times even after getting a big scolding from me. Despite his calls, I actually rejected all his calls because I is very angry with him. To add in, he did message me like 15 times or more. But I didn't even bother to read. Cruel ehk. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;The sweet thing is that, he offered to come to Yishun just to send me my notes and yes along with some food. I is on the guilty side and feeling so half-hearted to let him come all the way to Yishun, just for that. Macam kesian gitu kan. So we had a deal, after our exam tomorrow, his going to treat me to Pastamania or Pizza Hut. Sounds nice tak the deal. Haha. Sayang kamu Nurridzuan. And I better be off now, I need to do lotsa revisions!!!! So long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;YOUR PRINCESS LOVES YOU NURRIDZUAN.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-2096033288375653731?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/2096033288375653731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/2096033288375653731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/03/pardon-me-for-not-blogging-for-week-or.html' title=''/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S5MC6GRf0rI/AAAAAAAAI5I/0n0FW3-5Wtg/s72-c/books.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-1612730188018679231</id><published>2010-03-01T20:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T20:48:28.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S4uwG7k5UGI/AAAAAAAAI5A/SRbVG1zoLFU/s1600-h/P140210_19.45_%5B04%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443638207725523042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S4uwG7k5UGI/AAAAAAAAI5A/SRbVG1zoLFU/s400/P140210_19.45_%5B04%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Yes, I finally am blogging, right after being MIA for like about a week, I suppose. Pardon me for that. I is very busy. So school's been pretty hectic last week with me having three test for three straight days. And it suck totally. With all the calculations and shiets, thank gawd, I managed to scrape through. Within that week, I managed to get in touch with my dearest Fadly aka my Uncle Scoob and my dearest bestfriend, Hairul Nizam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;But I prefer mentioning Scoob as Fadly because Scoob sounds so doggy. Haha. Macam anjing like that. No offence. Have been contacting him quite a lot this few days, hogging on the cell phone in school and shiets. Like I mentioned, in my donkey number of posts ago, that his birthday is only a day from my birthday. So he was telling me that he intended to celebrate our birthdays together. And the bad thing is that, I'm going for my IA pretty soon. Fcuk! He was already having the intention to go off to New York on our birthdays. But hell yeah, the IA had to disrupt all our plans. So much of enjoying in NY together. There goes my plans to NY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;So we intended to go on a short holiday to perhaps Hong Kong or Bangkok. Let's hope our holiday plans won't fail, thanks to me and my school. Pfft. But on the contray, I'll be meeting Fadly next Saturday, March 13. That falls on Saturday. We'll be going Zouk together. Since his crew is performing at Zouk and like I mentioned before, that his crew members happens to be my own friends. Yes, all of em'. All the better right. So I won't feel real awkward. And he kept on saying repeatedly that I'll have to stay by his side, per normal. Shiets. And the queen has agreed to me going to Zouk with him. Well, its been quite some time since I party. Why not now? Especially after exams and with my dearest uncle. Haha. Cute kan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Yes, I've finally reunited with my dearest bestfriend, Hairul Nizam. We are back altogether again now. Like finally. I suke la. Haha. We'll be meeting up soon. After my exams have ended. Not forgetting, he too did ask me along to Australia with his ex-classmates (my friends too!fadilah + tasha will be around.). It sounds pretty good right. Staying over at Tasha's house in Australia and having fun with all them. But the bad thing is that, thanks to SCHOOL again. I might have to skip the trip to Australia. Gawd. I'll see to it actually. Pfft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Today, I had MacDonald's for breakfast, Big Breakfast Deluxe. Sedaps, plus super worth it. I like. Thanks to my silly billy love for the treat. Hee. It was a very big meal and I was kind of pretty full by then. Huahua. Not forgetting, we had MacDonald's for lunch too. Hee. It was all Donald for the whole day. And the best thing was, my boy, silly billy love bought for me the Sally Hansen's Instant-Dry nail polish. Haha. I bought Blue Streaks and I did a trial on one of my nails, I superbly like it! And I must say that it lives up to its name. Why? It really dried within 60 seconds. Finally, no smudge. Haha. I like. I can be pretty clumsy when I paint my nails and smudges, I hate it. No doubt about that. So I love my new nail polish. My silly billy love promised to get for me the hot pink colour since he knew that I totally love how instantly it dried up. Hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Congratulations to my silly billy love for having to pass his BTT, first take hor. Haha. Love you la baby. Haha. Wah, da dapat PDL seh nanti. Haha. That gives me the reason not to tease him for not having his PDL yet. But who cares, I still tease him on other areas like his practicals and shiets. Haha. Aye sayang? I better be off now, I need to print lotsa things. So long people. Mwaks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;YOUR PRINCESS LOVES YOU, NURRIDZUAN.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-1612730188018679231?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/1612730188018679231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/1612730188018679231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/03/yes-i-finally-am-blogging-right-after.html' title=''/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S4uwG7k5UGI/AAAAAAAAI5A/SRbVG1zoLFU/s72-c/P140210_19.45_%5B04%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-7922506880633069173</id><published>2010-02-21T13:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T14:20:32.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cycling ft. bowling.</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt; My week was a normal kind of thing except for the extra two holidays which falls on Monday and Tuesday. Well, I spend my Monday resting at home like I mentioned in my previous post. Yes, Tuesday was cycling and bowling with the boy including the queen and my sisters. It was an awesome sunny day. Cycling was pretty fun. Emira tried bowling for the first time, and she loved it. As for me, I promised the boy that I'll play bowling on our next date.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;School's been pretty alright, I guess. We got our partners confirmed for our phase test which is like next week. We'll have two theory class tests next week, both under Mr.Ng. How sweet. Wednesday, Thursday &amp;amp; Friday. All 3 days, I've got test. And I've finally received my exam schedule. Two days only. It falls on the March 08 and March 10. Which means, I'm leaving with only 2 weeks plus to my final examinations for my first year. I'll be bidding good bye to my first year and I'll be saying hello to second year. HELL-o. Yes, second year proves me that I'll be under a lot of stress. I shall just focus on my coming exams first, then I'll talk about going to second year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;On Friday, early in the morning, I cried a lot. I swear, I did. I was crying badly because I missed someone, my bestfriend. Its been a week plus eversince he left a text or called me up. No matter how many texts I send and how many calls I left, he never respond. Bestfriend, if you're reading this, trust me I really am missing you. Its different not having you around, not texting me and all. I don't know what wrong I've done, but trust me if I'm iun the wrong, I sincerely apologize from the bottom of my heart. I swear. I miss you a lot. Please contact me soons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Met up with the boy yesterday. Went cycling and bowling with him. Cycling with was some crazy adventure. Haha. We had the 2-in-1 bike, yes the bicycle with the two riders. Well, the boy kept complaining how heavy I was because he really had a tough time trying to cycle, since he was at the front. Haha. And trust me, almost every corners, we actually stopped. And in total, we hit nearly 4 trees and one of them, we nearly entered the jungle. Haha. But well, we managed to cycle till the Bougainevilla Garden which was beautiful. Our ride back to the shop, to return back the bicycle was all smooth. Smooth sailing, except for that one arsehole apek which actually cut through our pathway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;We went bowling after that and it was an awesome time playing bowling. Haha. But since it was my virgin time playing bowling, I lost to the boy,like obviously. Haha. It was a good try. We shall go cycling ft. bowling pretty soons aye. Hee. To and fro the long bus journey, we played taiti. In total, I beat the boy 12-6. Yes, I won 12 games while he won only 6 games. Haha. Kesian you know. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S4DG9C1AY_I/AAAAAAAAI44/pglhaBYTPd8/s1600-h/P200210_15.01_%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440567101897073650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S4DG9C1AY_I/AAAAAAAAI44/pglhaBYTPd8/s400/P200210_15.01_%5B01%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S4DG8meBK9I/AAAAAAAAI4w/J_3v9NKwdak/s1600-h/P200210_15.00_%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440567094284463058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S4DG8meBK9I/AAAAAAAAI4w/J_3v9NKwdak/s400/P200210_15.00_%5B01%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S4DG8Ii39pI/AAAAAAAAI4o/KUKRlqgVP-w/s1600-h/P200210_15.00.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440567071079232978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S4DG7QBdddI/AAAAAAAAI4Y/nkCbbhewXmI/s400/P200210_14.59_%5B01%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S4DGdqtI_NI/AAAAAAAAI4Q/mhTZt2MRYVI/s1600-h/P200210_14.59.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440566562845686994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S4DGdqtI_NI/AAAAAAAAI4Q/mhTZt2MRYVI/s400/P200210_14.59.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S4DGdLEByBI/AAAAAAAAI4I/FSaZXIp5mdI/s1600-h/P200210_12.17_%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440566554351749138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S4DGdLEByBI/AAAAAAAAI4I/FSaZXIp5mdI/s400/P200210_12.17_%5B01%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S4DGc0yv5pI/AAAAAAAAI4A/h3HwtZ9KBFQ/s1600-h/P200210_12.17.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440566548373694098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S4DGc0yv5pI/AAAAAAAAI4A/h3HwtZ9KBFQ/s400/P200210_12.17.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S4DGcfu60hI/AAAAAAAAI34/_jhBjlFaiwg/s1600-h/P200210_12.15_%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440566542720487954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S4DGcfu60hI/AAAAAAAAI34/_jhBjlFaiwg/s400/P200210_12.15_%5B01%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S4DGcP0K_hI/AAAAAAAAI3w/3oaW17zILYU/s1600-h/P200210_12.15.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440566538447552018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S4DGcP0K_hI/AAAAAAAAI3w/3oaW17zILYU/s400/P200210_12.15.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Oh yes, and the boy prepared a very nice breakfast for me. Well, he brought chicken burgers and wedges for me. He did it all by himself. He fried and prepared for me early in the morning even before meeting me up. Well, he fetched me at my place. How sweet. Sayang kamu. Hee. Thanks for everything baby. I appreciate it lots. I better be off now. I need to get ready to meet up with my abang sedare at Northpoint. Hee. So long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;YOUR PRINCESS LOVES YOU NURRIDZUAN.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-7922506880633069173?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/7922506880633069173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/7922506880633069173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/02/cycling-ft-bowling.html' title='cycling ft. bowling.'/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S4DG9C1AY_I/AAAAAAAAI44/pglhaBYTPd8/s72-c/P200210_15.01_%5B01%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-7809851300189554075</id><published>2010-02-15T15:21:00.021+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T17:19:39.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3kE6N9p7FI/AAAAAAAAI3o/U5gsnpjs-34/s1600-h/P140210_15.36.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438383423253769298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3kE6N9p7FI/AAAAAAAAI3o/U5gsnpjs-34/s400/P140210_15.36.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Valentine's Day was pretty awesome and I admit I had so much fun. I wasn't late in meeting the boy under my blk, 11.30am it is. Hee. So we headed Suntec City by bus. We had to ditch our plan in eating at Popeye's and Pastamania because both were closed due to CNY. So there goes the yummiest food for lunch. We decided to eat over at BK instead and there we are eating like nobody's business since both of us were pretty hungry. BK Doubles baby. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3kEkxYhuQI/AAAAAAAAI3g/YNHl0jGninU/s1600-h/P150210_14.40_%5B03%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438383054804596994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3kEkxYhuQI/AAAAAAAAI3g/YNHl0jGninU/s400/P150210_14.40_%5B03%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3kEkd-0CBI/AAAAAAAAI3Y/opGbbF9v9qE/s1600-h/P150210_14.40_%5B02%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438383049596471314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3kEkd-0CBI/AAAAAAAAI3Y/opGbbF9v9qE/s400/P150210_14.40_%5B02%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3kEkOqCZPI/AAAAAAAAI3Q/au_x3Qf1v80/s1600-h/P150210_14.40_%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438383045482800370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3kEkOqCZPI/AAAAAAAAI3Q/au_x3Qf1v80/s400/P150210_14.40_%5B01%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3kEjuONULI/AAAAAAAAI3I/eriv64dHHKU/s1600-h/P150210_14.40.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438383036776140978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3kEjuONULI/AAAAAAAAI3I/eriv64dHHKU/s400/P150210_14.40.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3kEiEPiREI/AAAAAAAAI3A/aULwIjH6k4E/s1600-h/P150210_14.39.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438383008327550018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3kEiEPiREI/AAAAAAAAI3A/aULwIjH6k4E/s400/P150210_14.39.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Oh yes, this was the Valentine's Day gift that the boy bought for me. Thanks baby for the Baby-G watch. Loving it. White. Yum yum. While waiting for the time to catch the movie, we played pool and yes, I lost to him by one game. Pfft. Hell yeah, who cares. And we actually walked around Marina Square. The boy wanted to get me bears or roses. But well, I wasn't really into it and none caught my eye. So skip that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chilled around Marina Square and snap lots of photographs. Yes, randomly to kill our utmost boredom. And that's sucky. So here are the photographs. My personal favourite photograph is the one above. Yes, the very first one at the starting of the post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3kD0GJv09I/AAAAAAAAI2w/LzRABIrQXis/s1600-h/P140210_15.32.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438382218566161362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3kD0GJv09I/AAAAAAAAI2w/LzRABIrQXis/s400/P140210_15.32.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3kDJcv12rI/AAAAAAAAI2o/CpfxWT7IdxE/s1600-h/P140210_15.32_%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438381485897145010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3kDJcv12rI/AAAAAAAAI2o/CpfxWT7IdxE/s400/P140210_15.32_%5B01%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3kDJC0wwuI/AAAAAAAAI2g/P5wyMu2D9rg/s1600-h/P140210_15.32_%5B02%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438381478938460898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3kDJC0wwuI/AAAAAAAAI2g/P5wyMu2D9rg/s400/P140210_15.32_%5B02%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3kDIvymtpI/AAAAAAAAI2Y/BQP-0gyuq_4/s1600-h/P140210_15.32_%5B03%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438381473829140114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3kDIvymtpI/AAAAAAAAI2Y/BQP-0gyuq_4/s400/P140210_15.32_%5B03%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3kDISLh1zI/AAAAAAAAI2Q/JRrttf0mGd4/s1600-h/P140210_15.33.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438381465880614706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3kDISLh1zI/AAAAAAAAI2Q/JRrttf0mGd4/s400/P140210_15.33.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3kDHzMZ2YI/AAAAAAAAI2I/OcOO63SWwTs/s1600-h/P140210_15.34.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438381457562786178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3kDHzMZ2YI/AAAAAAAAI2I/OcOO63SWwTs/s400/P140210_15.34.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3kB0D2AL7I/AAAAAAAAI2A/qt9og0oDhjA/s1600-h/P140210_15.34_%5B04%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438380018923220914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3kB0D2AL7I/AAAAAAAAI2A/qt9og0oDhjA/s400/P140210_15.34_%5B04%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3kBzrlbhzI/AAAAAAAAI14/yw2ehPsktiA/s1600-h/P140210_15.35.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438380012411258674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3kBzrlbhzI/AAAAAAAAI14/yw2ehPsktiA/s400/P140210_15.35.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3kBzFTpG5I/AAAAAAAAI1w/4fjYaJZptcM/s1600-h/P140210_15.35_%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438380002136103826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3kBzFTpG5I/AAAAAAAAI1w/4fjYaJZptcM/s400/P140210_15.35_%5B01%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3kByu_JiCI/AAAAAAAAI1o/2JGegpDP3og/s1600-h/P140210_15.35_%5B03%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438379996144568354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3kByu_JiCI/AAAAAAAAI1o/2JGegpDP3og/s400/P140210_15.35_%5B03%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3kBydPRN3I/AAAAAAAAI1g/hr4NSIEg0hs/s1600-h/P140210_15.35_%5B04%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438379991380342642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3kBydPRN3I/AAAAAAAAI1g/hr4NSIEg0hs/s400/P140210_15.35_%5B04%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3kBCmf_05I/AAAAAAAAI1Y/mMJwanDyHBQ/s1600-h/P140210_16.08.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438379169232704402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3kBCmf_05I/AAAAAAAAI1Y/mMJwanDyHBQ/s400/P140210_16.08.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3kBCDQcZbI/AAAAAAAAI1Q/vWQ_muceomI/s1600-h/P140210_15.37.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438379159772226994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3kBCDQcZbI/AAAAAAAAI1Q/vWQ_muceomI/s400/P140210_15.37.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3kBBVP5KBI/AAAAAAAAI1I/-oxLs853FSY/s1600-h/P140210_15.36_%5B03%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438379147421886482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3kBBVP5KBI/AAAAAAAAI1I/-oxLs853FSY/s400/P140210_15.36_%5B03%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3kBA0AKFJI/AAAAAAAAI1A/HcaUE3jgTyA/s1600-h/P140210_15.36_%5B02%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438379138497516690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3kBA0AKFJI/AAAAAAAAI1A/HcaUE3jgTyA/s400/P140210_15.36_%5B02%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3kBAhLCoYI/AAAAAAAAI04/NkvWNJ4xLHg/s1600-h/P140210_15.36_%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438379133442892162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3kBAhLCoYI/AAAAAAAAI04/NkvWNJ4xLHg/s400/P140210_15.36_%5B01%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;While waiting for our show, we bought the Love at the Movies combo. I like salty popcorn. But before we bought the combo, we actually snap some photographs since the queue to purchase the combos were pretty long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3j_vxJxGYI/AAAAAAAAI0w/hEprXAG8Dek/s1600-h/P140210_16.09_%5B02%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438377746163112322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3j_vxJxGYI/AAAAAAAAI0w/hEprXAG8Dek/s400/P140210_16.09_%5B02%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3j_vjvbzsI/AAAAAAAAI0o/YW3BF4gKY9w/s1600-h/P140210_16.09_%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438377742563004098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3j_vjvbzsI/AAAAAAAAI0o/YW3BF4gKY9w/s400/P140210_16.09_%5B01%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3j_vcHw7MI/AAAAAAAAI0g/olPQ1ety8dY/s1600-h/P140210_16.09.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438377740517567682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3j_vcHw7MI/AAAAAAAAI0g/olPQ1ety8dY/s400/P140210_16.09.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3j_vK4GeYI/AAAAAAAAI0Y/OOX4XN6PowU/s1600-h/P140210_16.08_%5B02%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438377735888468354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3j_vK4GeYI/AAAAAAAAI0Y/OOX4XN6PowU/s400/P140210_16.08_%5B02%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3j_uvdQdOI/AAAAAAAAI0Q/NmYPNDK5AQ4/s1600-h/P140210_16.08_%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438377728528119010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3j_uvdQdOI/AAAAAAAAI0Q/NmYPNDK5AQ4/s400/P140210_16.08_%5B01%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3j_Q55vX2I/AAAAAAAAI0I/vuOeznbdPaU/s1600-h/P140210_16.09_%5B03%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438377215935864674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3j_Q55vX2I/AAAAAAAAI0I/vuOeznbdPaU/s400/P140210_16.09_%5B03%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3j_QQAnaCI/AAAAAAAAI0A/y0EsT1reaQ8/s1600-h/P140210_16.09_%5B04%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438377204690413602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3j_QQAnaCI/AAAAAAAAI0A/y0EsT1reaQ8/s400/P140210_16.09_%5B04%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3j_QHMhkYI/AAAAAAAAIz4/GBmPHQ5pelI/s1600-h/P140210_16.10_%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438377202324443522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3j_QHMhkYI/AAAAAAAAIz4/GBmPHQ5pelI/s400/P140210_16.10_%5B01%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3j_PnJWxEI/AAAAAAAAIzw/p0pX4Xqop1M/s1600-h/P140210_16.11.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438377193721218114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3j_PnJWxEI/AAAAAAAAIzw/p0pX4Xqop1M/s400/P140210_16.11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3j_PZo0NdI/AAAAAAAAIzo/0hJ7ryUKObE/s1600-h/P140210_16.11_%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438377190095074770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3j_PZo0NdI/AAAAAAAAIzo/0hJ7ryUKObE/s400/P140210_16.11_%5B01%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3j-b_r08nI/AAAAAAAAIzg/QzTHM31NqXM/s1600-h/img8059.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 146px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 218px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438376306955055730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3j-b_r08nI/AAAAAAAAIzg/QzTHM31NqXM/s400/img8059.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The whole movie was great, I admit. The effects and the whole story line was the shiet. I love the Percry Jackson especially. His way hot. And Annabeth, the girl. Haha. I'll rate the whole movie 9 out of 10 popcorns. Not forgetting, I love the part when there was a Maserati (i guess that's how its spelled). How I wish I could drive one. Nyahahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3j-V90LmUI/AAAAAAAAIzY/D6mN75nWnfw/s1600-h/img8076.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 146px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 218px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438376203374008642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3j-V90LmUI/AAAAAAAAIzY/D6mN75nWnfw/s400/img8076.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'm going to watch the Clash of the Titans pretty soons. I like! Huahua. And maybe Shrek 4, The Final Chapter too. A must perhaps to watch it. Will drag the boy to watch it with me when its out in the theatres. Right after the movie, we had Swensens for dinner. Trust me the queue is pretty long but thank God, there were places for us. I ordered my all-time favourite, Fish &amp;amp; Chips while the boy ordered his Breaded Chicken Meuniere. Cookie Monster for both. Yum yums. And the boy ordered the Valentine's Day cake for me. Hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3j8tQwPs9I/AAAAAAAAIzQ/xj3cwy32MU0/s1600-h/P140210_19.48_%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438374404571509714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3j8tQwPs9I/AAAAAAAAIzQ/xj3cwy32MU0/s400/P140210_19.48_%5B01%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3j8tPJTgHI/AAAAAAAAIzI/6KYjIJkPQgY/s1600-h/P140210_19.48.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438374404139745394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3j8tPJTgHI/AAAAAAAAIzI/6KYjIJkPQgY/s400/P140210_19.48.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3j8V8owdeI/AAAAAAAAIzA/MFWJpNw3S8E/s1600-h/P140210_19.45_%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438374004034401762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3j8V8owdeI/AAAAAAAAIzA/MFWJpNw3S8E/s400/P140210_19.45_%5B01%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3j8VaiWqwI/AAAAAAAAIy4/TLe7XDV6EC4/s1600-h/P140210_19.45_%5B03%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438373994880740098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3j8VaiWqwI/AAAAAAAAIy4/TLe7XDV6EC4/s400/P140210_19.45_%5B03%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3j8VCz9jEI/AAAAAAAAIyw/B8ikVEElojo/s1600-h/P140210_19.44_%5B02%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438373988512140354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3j8VCz9jEI/AAAAAAAAIyw/B8ikVEElojo/s400/P140210_19.44_%5B02%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3j8UrDBvcI/AAAAAAAAIyo/o_gd1Ifh720/s1600-h/P140210_19.45_%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438373982132878786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3j8UrDBvcI/AAAAAAAAIyo/o_gd1Ifh720/s400/P140210_19.45_%5B01%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3j8UPyC7lI/AAAAAAAAIyg/y0KKaPFbRGU/s1600-h/P140210_19.45.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438373974813896274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3j8UPyC7lI/AAAAAAAAIyg/y0KKaPFbRGU/s400/P140210_19.45.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3j7pp3ZvSI/AAAAAAAAIyY/Z6pK63WXQ0g/s1600-h/P140210_19.44_%5B02%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438373243081309474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3j7pp3ZvSI/AAAAAAAAIyY/Z6pK63WXQ0g/s400/P140210_19.44_%5B02%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3j7pLc_zyI/AAAAAAAAIyQ/PmlaLjgGTt4/s1600-h/P140210_19.44_%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438373234917494562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3j7pLc_zyI/AAAAAAAAIyQ/PmlaLjgGTt4/s400/P140210_19.44_%5B01%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3j7o0xKxiI/AAAAAAAAIyI/vKNrO2C5d7E/s1600-h/P140210_19.44.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438373228828083746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3j7o0xKxiI/AAAAAAAAIyI/vKNrO2C5d7E/s400/P140210_19.44.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3j7n4doGhI/AAAAAAAAIyA/OXzBkMBgOk8/s1600-h/P140210_19.29_%5B02%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438370062512833666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3j4whUyRII/AAAAAAAAIvw/c9lWcnJ_fpk/s400/P140210_19.18_%5B03%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3j4wEKR78I/AAAAAAAAIvo/iOBXT86PA3M/s1600-h/P140210_19.18_%5B02%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438370054684143554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3j4wEKR78I/AAAAAAAAIvo/iOBXT86PA3M/s400/P140210_19.18_%5B02%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3j4vn8xQ_I/AAAAAAAAIvg/CPEUOSPf7uM/s1600-h/P140210_19.18_%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438370047111283698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3j4vn8xQ_I/AAAAAAAAIvg/CPEUOSPf7uM/s400/P140210_19.18_%5B01%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3j4vMntMhI/AAAAAAAAIvY/BGwMzqGcyZY/s1600-h/P140210_19.18.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438370039775179282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3j4vMntMhI/AAAAAAAAIvY/BGwMzqGcyZY/s400/P140210_19.18.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;We headed to Sentosa for our show, Songs of The Sea and trust me my heels were killing me now. Bumped into Khairul Aidil, he was working there and Fozzy while on the way to Harbourfront. We were late for our show so we decided to change the timing of the tickets. In total, I loved the whole effects of the show though the singing was pretty irritatin and so were the crowd, mostly Banglas. I swear they were acting like this is their country. Fcuked up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We had our share of cake and decided to bring home. I brought it home to share it with my sisters. Huahua. So we cabbed back home and trust me, getting a cab on a PH like CNY, was really torturing especially when your feet was hurting a lot. We finally got a cab after waiting for about 15 minutes for the cab. Shiet ass. But when I reached home and wanted to have a share of cake with my sisters, the cake has already melted. Really melt. Asshole! Pfft. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3j4AUk47PI/AAAAAAAAIvQ/XUf2PuuP0Wc/s1600-h/pix_main_song_sea.png"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 138px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438369234456997106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3j4AUk47PI/AAAAAAAAIvQ/XUf2PuuP0Wc/s400/pix_main_song_sea.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3j3QXDYSII/AAAAAAAAIvI/uEmjG2c12BA/s1600-h/P140210_20.04_%5B02%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438368410488031362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3j3QXDYSII/AAAAAAAAIvI/uEmjG2c12BA/s400/P140210_20.04_%5B02%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3j3PxzBTWI/AAAAAAAAIvA/UXW-VRkL6Eo/s1600-h/P140210_20.04.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438368400487304546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3j3PxzBTWI/AAAAAAAAIvA/UXW-VRkL6Eo/s400/P140210_20.04.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3j3PYFJTuI/AAAAAAAAIu4/AlFJaz0_iJ8/s1600-h/P140210_20.52_%5B04%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438368393584004834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3j3PYFJTuI/AAAAAAAAIu4/AlFJaz0_iJ8/s400/P140210_20.52_%5B04%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3j3O2wqNEI/AAAAAAAAIuw/gndAJY9_mBI/s1600-h/P140210_22.16.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438368384639710274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3j3O2wqNEI/AAAAAAAAIuw/gndAJY9_mBI/s400/P140210_22.16.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3j3OfsgHvI/AAAAAAAAIuo/ziP3z0uGq18/s1600-h/P140210_22.16_%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438368378448256754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3j3OfsgHvI/AAAAAAAAIuo/ziP3z0uGq18/s400/P140210_22.16_%5B01%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;On the contray, I loved the whole day. My Valentine's Day was real awesome. Pardon me for the sucky quality of the photographs because my cammy refused to shut itself down and it suck when you're going out on a date without your cammy. Not much photographs to take and shiets. Fcuk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm not going out today because I need to recover my energy so that I can go out tomorrow. I'll be off to ECP with the boy and sisters. Roller-blading and cycling. I like. Haha. Looking forward to it. Trust me, I'm going to have muscle cramps when I'm up for school the next day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Baby, thanks for everything yesterday and all this while. I truly love you a lot. And yes, I enjoyed whatever you've planned for me yesterday. See you tomorrow loves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;YOUR PRINCESS LOVES YOU NURRIDZUAN.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-7809851300189554075?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/7809851300189554075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/7809851300189554075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day.'/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3kE6N9p7FI/AAAAAAAAI3o/U5gsnpjs-34/s72-c/P140210_15.36.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-4309702593185888400</id><published>2010-02-13T22:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T22:28:43.311+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vday.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3ayJjAHhJI/AAAAAAAAIug/i27uOdUxwe0/s1600-h/HEarts777.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 319px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437729477180753042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3ayJjAHhJI/AAAAAAAAIug/i27uOdUxwe0/s400/HEarts777.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Another weekly update. Hee. Pardon me for that. I've been pretty busy with school actually eventhough my presence in school didn't matter much except that I had to show up because of my attendance. Have been preparing for a few more class tests and phase tests, then I'm all ready for the exam, I suppose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My week hasn't been pretty much good especially when my best friend paid me a visit. Pfft. I kind of lost my appetite actually at times. But I think its not doing any good to my weight which is increasing, I think despite me not eating lunch in school most of the times. Must I go hungry then my weight will decrease? Gawd.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Valentine's Day is tomorrow. Lunch over at Popeye's? I think I'll ditch the plan of eating there. I'm getting ready to expect the Ghost Town over at Marina Square and Harbourfront. Yes, I'll be going to these places according to the boy's plan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm still in the midst of getting the boy's presents done. Its quite a chore but its worth it and I've not even wrapped his gift. Last minute work, I know. And people, my previous cell phone has gone bonkers. And I've lost all your numbers!!! So please update me your cell phone or home numbers asap!!! I'm really sorry for all the trouble. Blame it on that arsehole phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;To add in, I'm so going to get a new phone and a new cammy soon. I MUST get one. Why? I'm using my old phone, LG cookie and it lags pretty much and my cammy is beyond repair. Like what the fcuk. Its like only 2 years plus and its has gone bonkers too. That means, I've got no cammy to take photos of me but to rely on my stupid arsehole cell phone now. Gawd. This is freaking pathetic, trust me. I mean it. Going out on a date without a cammy. Its sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well, the boy has a surprise for me tomorrow and for the fact that the boy pretty knows how much I despise roses, he won't be getting me any roses at all tomorrow. Well, I'm not the kind of girl who loves roses, its so typical, I'm sorry to say that. But hell yeah, typical. I do prefer tulips which is of a rare breed rather than roses which you can find everywhere. I better be off now. I need to get the boy's presents all ready. Hee. So long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR, HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY &amp;amp; HAPPY HOLIDAYS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;YOUR PRINCESS LOVES YOU NURRIDZUAN.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-4309702593185888400?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/4309702593185888400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/4309702593185888400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/02/another-weekly-update.html' title=''/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S3ayJjAHhJI/AAAAAAAAIug/i27uOdUxwe0/s72-c/HEarts777.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-2069009409415925311</id><published>2010-02-07T10:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T10:55:30.244+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vday present.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S24kLNXnBSI/AAAAAAAAIuY/p6zMR8kzl6s/s1600-h/hgfgfgfgf.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 206px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435321575268615458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S24kLNXnBSI/AAAAAAAAIuY/p6zMR8kzl6s/s400/hgfgfgfgf.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Had an awesome time yesterday despite me having to rot with my youngest sister by walking here and there and visiting almost all the shops that interest us at the shopping centre. How sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;The outing started off with the boy fetching us at Northpoint and he bought me, our favourite cheese garlic bread. We headed off to Far East Plaza to have our late lunch over at Puncak since all of us looked pretty famished. Especially me and the boy of course. For the fact that, I've already munched on something even before meeting the boy, I was still hungry. Haha. Macam Cookie Monster, always hungry. Huahua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;We filled our tummies with our own dishes and I was having the itch to eat my all-time favourite, Stew Beef Noodles but I ended up eating Seafood Fried Rice because I was really hungry and I wanted to have something that will please my tummy for about a few hours, I think. Haha. It was treat from the boy. We headed off to Takashimaya after that and I went separate ways with them, leaving me with my youngest sister, Ema.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Since Ema, wanted to go over to the toys section, I jolly well walked with her there. We were looking over at the different toys and I could see Ema's eyes, wanting over the toys that she eyed for. Haha. Pity that girl. Met up with the boy, queen and my other sis, Emira at the toys section. And they were telling me, they wanted to go Bugis because the present they wanted to buy for me wasn't over at Takashimaya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;So there we go, to Bugis. The moment we stepped at Bugis Junction, I was left with Ema again. So they jolly well shopped here and there together. Pfft. I was rotting badly and when I wanted to go to the ladies, I was pissed off enough that the queue was fcuken long. Pretty pathetic huh. We ended up browsing almost all the shops at Bugis Junction and we ended up finding a seat because I was really tired and so was Ema.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;That was when I bumped into the boys from my class. Aidil, Raj, Husaini, Gazali and Afiq. They were finding for the boy too of course. And asking me whether we will be joining them later on for some shisha sessions. They headed to Tong Seng for their dinner. The thought of my favourite dish over at Tong Seng makes my mouth water.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ema was pretty bored of sitting down, me too actually. So I told her why not we walked around at the other shops that we have not covered. She gladly agree with me. But we ended up watching some stage shows on couples in love. And they ended up being challenged, who kisses each other for the longest will add extra points. French kiss in public. Haha. Sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Then the boy called me saying that he got what he wanted and off we went to Marina Square for dinner since the boy was craving over the nasi lemak at the foodcourt, since I don't know when. And he badly wanted to treat us to nasi lemak. Haha. The nasi lemak was yummilicious like what the boy mentioned to me. Well, he highly recommended me the nasi lemak. All of us had his highly recommended nasi lemak during dinner. Haha. We joked a lot during dinner especially about the boy. Haha. He was being sabotaged by me because I revealed some of his dirty lil' secrets to the queen. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;While having our dinner, we bumped into one of our AHS nursing BLs, Zulfikar. And there he came to us and said hello to all of us. Haha. Bubbly boy I must say. We walked here and there in search of my new earpiece but to no avail. None interests me. Pfft. So the boy suggested that we go and play some arcade games over at Suntec City since its been some time since he played arcade games with my sisters. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;While walking towards our destination, we stumbled over Cotton On and the boy knew the top and the bottom that I badly wanted. So I went to try on the sizes and he keeps on complaining about every part of my body is alright except for my bulging tummy. Yes, he keeps telling the queen that and the queen laughs over it. Haha. He actually bought for me both the top and the bottom which matches perfectly. Hee. While we were at Cotton On, we bumped into one of our school students, a girl and she smiled at me because we always see each other in school. I bumped into Shino too. Yes,  Shino XS. We talked for a while. While getting the right sizes from me, I bumped into the Chem Tech BLs and were pratically waving at each other. Haha. How sweet. Meeting a few people over at one shop. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;So the outfit that the boy bought for me, I'll be wearing it on Valentine's Day next week. Basically, whatever I'm wearing on that day was bought by him except for my bag and half of my heels because he paid half for it. Haha. And the colour of the outfit was chosen by him because he loves to see me in that colour, his favourite colour for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;We headed off to play arcade games and yes I won and lose some games over the boy. Haha. But it was pretty fun. But sadly, I couldn't capture any part of the whole outing because my cammy refuse to work on me. And it suck way big time without a cammy. Especially when photography is the thing. Haha. But I'm so going to send it for servicing pretty soon. By next week, by hook or by crook because I need my cammy on Valentine's Day badly. Yes, I mean real badly! The boy send all of us back home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A note to the boy.           Thanks baby for everything that happened yesterday. Trust me, I'm looking forward to Valentine's Day and that's next week. I really hope whatever plans or surprises you have in store for me will go on smoothly. No screw ups. Finally, I love you Nurridzuan.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;YOUR PRINCESS LOVES YOU NURRIDZUAN.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-2069009409415925311?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/2069009409415925311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/2069009409415925311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/02/had-awesome-time-yesterday-despite-me.html' title=''/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S24kLNXnBSI/AAAAAAAAIuY/p6zMR8kzl6s/s72-c/hgfgfgfgf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-2418598707554929476</id><published>2010-02-06T09:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T09:41:37.821+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S2zCOAtpE3I/AAAAAAAAIuQ/KSpmgtvwhdE/s1600-h/4081601044_f962e3762d.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434932396294738802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S2zCOAtpE3I/AAAAAAAAIuQ/KSpmgtvwhdE/s400/4081601044_f962e3762d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;My blog's have been pretty rusty for a week. Well, like I said, school's has been keeping me pretty occupied and all hectic this whole week. With the Graduation Day which has finally ended and my Chemistry class test yesterday. Let's start with Monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Monday was a pretty short day and the fun part was that we had swimming for SW. Had a pretty great time with the other mates and we were pratically dipping ourselves in the pool. Especially, with the weather on our side, pretty sunny. But it was a short while in the pool because our SW lesson ended and we had to wash up. I had a meeting toofor the Graduation Day thingy the next day. Boring right. I was feeling pretty lethargic and all I wanted to do was to go home and rest, but I had to attend this compulsory meeting. Pfft. And I had my MacDonalds big breakfast in the morning. Yum yum. Yes, a date with the boy during breakfast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Tuesday went on pretty well I guess. The great part was that we finally had lab sessions during PTQA. Well, I love lab sessions. Its awesome and interesting. Nothing happened that much on Tuesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Wednesday, we had Chemistry lab sessions. It was pretty difficult, the lab work I mean. And Zairie was my lab partner, let's hope he won't screw things up during the actual phase test since there was so many calculations to do. Pfft. But well, I trust Zairie because he has been my phase test partner before and everything went well. And we both got ourselves an 'A' that time. Haha. And since the part on helping out Ms.Eileen was cut short by a briefing made by her, we headed to North Point straight. We had Pastamania for our early dinner. And its been quite some time since we last had Pastamania. It was all yummy. I suke. Hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Thursday, was as per normal and we went home early. It was pretty boring and fun I suppose during Mr.Lee's FFPS pratical. Why the fun because he loves to pick on me always and that sucks, seriously sucky. And well both the boy and Muz taught me how to play the guitar. I managed to play Face Down but on a slower pace since I've just started out playing guitar. I like. Hee. And well, I'm already on good terms with Yazid, he was telling me how much he missed a lot because it was nearly a week since I've talked to him due to some reasons. And Lira, his girlfriend, forced him to apologized and talk to me and shiets. Huahua. But we are all good now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Friday, Chemistry test went alright for me though I admit I might get low marks for it because I didn't put in the extra effort to study hard for this particular test and the boy was all clueless of the questions because he didn't even touch the Chemistry book and revise. It was hard for him to understand Chemistry, especially he never had Chemistry background unlike me. So Chemistry wasn't his kind of thing. But well, I hope both of us managed to pass. We received our Chemistry phase test grades. And both of us got a 'A' and a 'B' grade. Well, majority of us got that grade. It wasn't surprising though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;After all the lessons, we did some touch-ups of our FFPS project and Yazid couldn't make it because he was really sick. And the whole class was talking about the shisha ft. tong seng session tomorrow. I badly want to go and hang out with them. But the boy has already asked the queen out to get my Valentine's Day present/s for me. I'm not sure where so I'll just follow suit. But perhaps, if I've got time, both of us will holla any of you up and maybe drop down for a lil' while. Shisha pe. Haha. Well, the boy too bought for me some fried finger food. Like my cempedak goreng, keropok lekor, samosa and wadeh. Haha. And before that, we alighted at Bedok because he wanted to get for me my all-time favourite currypuff and my homemade soya bean. Hee. Sedaps. Thanks baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm looking forward to today's outing. The boy sure got a lot of surprise in stored for me during Valentine's Day and I sure can't read his mind. Pfft. Hee. And I better be off now. Breakfast time! Hee. So long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;YOUR PRINCESS LOVES YOU NURRIDZUAN.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-2418598707554929476?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/2418598707554929476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/2418598707554929476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-blogs-have-been-pretty-rusty-for.html' title=''/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S2zCOAtpE3I/AAAAAAAAIuQ/KSpmgtvwhdE/s72-c/4081601044_f962e3762d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-1610025195263474617</id><published>2010-01-30T10:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T11:11:01.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S2OdKqALaxI/AAAAAAAAIuI/wZi-5Fqlm8s/s1600-h/heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432358381938240274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S2OdKqALaxI/AAAAAAAAIuI/wZi-5Fqlm8s/s400/heart.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I've finally blogged after like I don't know how many days. Last Sunday, I think. I've been pretty busy these few days and have been coming home real late from school. Had various BL meetings because that fcuktard refuse to go MIA when his the fcuken ******** and he is suppose to be there whenever there's this BL college commitee meeting. And his not and I've to take over his fcuken job and it totally sucks. Everything is me. And how his pissed off with me just because I'm wearing a blazer. And what's with the fcuken blazer? Like you never wear a blazer before is it? And I've submitted the names, what more can I do right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Now thanks to you, I'm spending less time with the boy in school. Thank gawd, the boy was being really patient like he waited for me alone when I had my 3 hour plus meeting in the meeting room with the other college commitee meeting. In addition, the boy even had to represent as one the in-charge for the graduation day. Its like I represent him and the boy represents me. Like fcuk kan. And he gets pissed off when knowing about the boy being one of the in-charge and me being the main in-charge of the whole graduation thingy for the school of AHS. Since you're not available for the meeting, so why do you think you should be the main in-charge?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;And you had to make up stories about my class BL's. Like shiet arse, you suck okay. You're like trying to break up my class BL's bonding indirectly and you think we don't know it. Enough about that. Since school's been pretty hectic for me, I've managed to clear two of my phase tests, PIC and FFPS. Both under Mr.Lee, the boy's favourite teacher. Hee. It all turned out good but the questions asked really made me feel so WOW. Like I had to freaking squeezed my brains for the answer. But I managed to answer them even though the answer is complete and I still get half the mark given.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Camps? I'll be going for both the Blaze Camp 1 and the NYAA camp. And to add in, the I-don't-know if its the great part that everything happens in a week. Ms.Hong was saying that maybe the NYAA camp falls on the 22nd and 23rd March. Two days and one night camp. The Blaze Camp falls on the 24th-26th March. A week from staying away from home. Pfft. Penat gile oi. But the days of the Blaze Camp has already been confirmed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Valentine's Day is approaching real near and I'm quite excited about it. The trip to Universal Studio on Valentine's Day has been ditched because both the boy wouldn't want to be the first batch of kiasu people going there and of course we wouldn't want to be the guinea pigs you see. Ade aje, aku stuck at the roller coaster. Haha. But the boy promised that we'll go probably in April or May. Hee. So the boy has some other surprises for me on Valentine's Day and I'm really looking forward to it. Hee. The boy also has some secrets with the queen about this Valentine's Day thingy. Huahua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Perhaps, I might be going town for a while to meet up with the boy and do a lil' mere shopping for the attire needed for graduation day. I need to get plain black heels, skin coloured leggings, black tailored skirt and white long-sleeve shirt. So I'll get some today with the boy, I think. I'm not sure yet actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;One more step to complete the TKK/ FFPS project. Hee. I'm feeling all good about it. And I better be off now. I need to do some things now. So long.   (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;YOUR PRINCESS LOVES YOU NURRIDZUAN.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-1610025195263474617?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/1610025195263474617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/1610025195263474617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/01/ive-finally-blogged-after-like-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S2OdKqALaxI/AAAAAAAAIuI/wZi-5Fqlm8s/s72-c/heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-938821126747964670</id><published>2010-01-24T19:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T20:12:02.677+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boredom strikes.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S1wwM0i-RXI/AAAAAAAAIuA/guy7k_L6SBs/s1600-h/espressos..JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430268247523870066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S1wwM0i-RXI/AAAAAAAAIuA/guy7k_L6SBs/s400/espressos..JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;The photograph above was taken last year, on Valentine's Day at Swensens at Crown Prince hotel. An early dinner with the best friend. He just came back from Brunei and he bought me the BodyShop fragrance. I still keep it though. Haha. See you soons okay bestfriend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Yes, this is my second update for the day because I'm seriously bored. Yes, boredom is stirking me real badly now. I've just printed the ENS and FFPS theory powerpoint slides which I downloaded over at Skydrive. And I'm texting with both the boy and the bestfriend now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Was talking with the cousin just now and she was telling me that she happens to be the in-charge of one of the departments for F1 2010, this year. And she wants me to be free from 20-26 September 2010 because I'll be working under her. Sounds nice right. Getting nearly a thousand plus for a week's work. And I'll be going to and fro with her by car. So I'll be working with her for most of the time. How sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Met up with the boy just now over at Woodlands and he was telling me how elated he was to pass his BTE. Haha. Headed to Banquet and bought Yong Tau Foo, so sedap. Yes, I packed the food to eat at home. The boy bought for me my keropok lekor despite on how I sick I was because he knew I badly wanted to eat it. Huahua. Sayang you. He actually send me till I reached home which was pretty sweet though because he was wide awake at 5am just to travel to BBDC, early in the morning. Hee. And I better be off now. I need to eat my drugs already, yes its time to get high. Hee. So long!     (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ME LOVE NURRIDZUAN.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-938821126747964670?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/938821126747964670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/938821126747964670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/01/photograph-above-was-taken-last-year-on.html' title=''/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S1wwM0i-RXI/AAAAAAAAIuA/guy7k_L6SBs/s72-c/espressos..JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-8515228885514228312</id><published>2010-01-24T10:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T11:15:37.848+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SICK'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SICK.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S1u194_l7zI/AAAAAAAAIt4/uHtt7kNGnXM/s1600-h/pills.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430133850601025330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S1u194_l7zI/AAAAAAAAIt4/uHtt7kNGnXM/s400/pills.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm literally on prescribed drugs by the doctor and I'm feeling so drowsy, supposingly "high". Huahua. Its means no driving for me today. Was suppose to drive with cousin using her car, but well since I'm literally on drugs and the drugs makes me feel drowsy, so I shall skip the driving trip with cousin then. Pfft. So much for waiting to drive. Sexcited ya know. Huahua. There's always next weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Did head to clinic yesterday and I had to jolly well skip, Yazid's 23rd birthday celebration over at Dempsey intially. But then he texted me, it was over at Arab Street instead. Shisha baby. Pfft. Was planning to go shisha with the boy and him pretty soons. Looks, I'll have to dump the plan since I'm still sick. Haiz. Never mind. I'll plan another shisha session the next time, when I'm already fine. Thank gawd, Yazid didn't hold it against me that I couldn't make it for his birthday celebration because he knew how sick I was. Well, I was pretty sick and I still turned up for school because I didn't want to miss any lessons. Critical time of the month, because exams are coming up pretty soons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;And yesterday, some asshole had to freaking piss me off. His not helping me to have a good rest at all. Using his authority against me. Eh fcuk la, I'm not even scared of you biatch. Like seriously. Stop saying that you're my ********. I don't even freaking care who you are, so stop being fcuken rude to me. Like hell yeah, I'm going to give you a piece of me tomorrow. You want to keep up the shitty attitude towards me, I'll give it to you too, tomorrow. This asshole had to really make me pissed off when I'm already sick enough. During weekends also he wants to disturb me. And now what his threatening me by telling me to watch myself. Eh fcuk la, watch what you say fcuktard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Enough of all that, I had a pretty good sleep yesterday. I was the Sleeping Beauty of the day and night. I was sleeping almost all the time. Till I had so many unread messages from the boy, bestfriend and Yazid. And I slept early too. See what drugs has done to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;The boy's having his BTE, basic theory evaluation today. I hope he'll clear it because he has been studying most of his free time. And guess what, the boy just texted me that he passed his freaking BTE. Huahua. Congrats boy! Hee. Will be meeting him over later at Yishun. He'll be delivering yummy food to me. Baby, keropok lekor please. Hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Will be taking up class 2B soons, bike baby. Like I've mentioned before, right after I've cleared my class 3C, I'll take up bike. And bestfriend, is willing to teach me the basics of riding a bike illegally. Shhh. Hee. Will be meeting up with him soons. Miss you bestfriend! And he owes me a treat. Makan time! Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Mugging later on. Chemistry and Engineering Science theory. That's what I'm going to do for the whole day, yes I'll be staying at home. I better be off now. So long!                        (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ME LOVE NURRIDZUAN.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-8515228885514228312?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/8515228885514228312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/8515228885514228312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-literally-on-prescribed-drugs-by.html' title=''/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S1u194_l7zI/AAAAAAAAIt4/uHtt7kNGnXM/s72-c/pills.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-6892860533091031340</id><published>2010-01-21T13:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T13:48:15.104+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boredom.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm in class now using the boy's lappy. Yes, he brought along his lappy because of me, because of me wanting to check something. Huahua. School went all fine, I suppose. But my cough is really killing my throat. At times, my voice turns hoarse, but then at times, its back to normal. Oh yes, I got my heart-shaped tin Famous Amos No Nut Chocolate Chip cookies yesterday. The boy got it for me. Hee, sayang you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Bestfriend, Hairul Nizam's ORD parade is today and I can't come because I'm literally sick. Gawd, I'm going to make it up to you okay bestfriend. Chey, da ORD seh bestfriend, Emika. Look, I'll see you really soons aye when I've got the time too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;So tomorrow, I'll be going out after school to make a trip to BBDC and get my temporary licence done. Once I've got the temporary licence done, I'm already qualified enough to drive a car. My dearest classmates, the boys of course totally gave me lots of advice in getting a car and shiets. How lovely of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Boredom is literally striking me now and it sucks because the boy is over the other side of the class doing his practical. For me, I've already had my practice done on the valve. And the boys in my group are playing some kind of game, 3,6,9 game. It sounds so matrep and gangsterous right. Haha. But the way they play it, is real fun and of course violent. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;My cough, flu and fever is not getting any better. My nose keeps running and its all shitty because I've to start stuffing lots of tissue packs into my bag so that my nose will somehow start running. Pfft. And I better be off now. Perhaps, I'll take a nap or something yo! Hee. So long.                      (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ME LOVE NURRIDZUAN.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-6892860533091031340?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/6892860533091031340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/6892860533091031340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-in-class-now-using-boys-lappy.html' title=''/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-6856142448752246886</id><published>2010-01-19T20:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T21:24:28.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S1Wp6hz8w-I/AAAAAAAAItw/oFmi8tYlN9U/s1600-h/SDC14029.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428431748838769634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S1Wp6hz8w-I/AAAAAAAAItw/oFmi8tYlN9U/s400/SDC14029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;School was pretty fine to start off with. Class started at 9.30am because the PM1 teacher, Miss Christine Tan gave us the leeway to skip the morning class at 8 in the morning which spells AWESOME. But still, I had to wake up at the usual time because sisters are off to school and its been quite some time since I last send them off to school. After sending them, I headed off to school and met up with the boy at Tampines interchange, per norm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;To add in, I brought my new pink bag, yes the new exchanged hot pink Volcom bag, I like. The boy was suppose to buy me bubble tea over at Sweet Talk but since I was still not feeling well, flu, cough and fever, I decided to give up that treat. So I was going to school with a very big smile. Yes, I was all smiley the whole day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;And I did tease the boy over the car thingy. Huahua. Upon reaching school, we bumped into Azli over at Cafe 1. He was congratulating me and at the same time teasing me. I must say that he never fails to tease me everyday in school. I got use to it already after knowing him for like nearly 10 months? Haha. Whatever. But a nice person to befriend with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;FFPS theory went on well. And Mr. Ng asked me how well did I do for my TP and whether I passed or fail. In fact, a few of my classmates congratulate me and stuff. Thanks a lot. And not forgetting that Yazid gave me good luck sticker, Volcom yesterday. Huahua. Somehow, Mr. Ng guessed that the boy actually skipped class for me, yes just to support me over at BBDC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;During break time, I didn't eat much because I was on diet. Yes, I've like officially announced in my blog sometime last week that I really want to shed a few kilograms of fat. Trust me, I don't eat that much for the past 8 days, I think. Somewhere there. After that, we proceeded to the Forum or also known as the Amphitheatre. Yes, the one in the middle of the school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;We chilled over there while waiting for the time to go class. Both the boy and me were surfing the net over at his lappy. Yes, surfing cars. Rent a car and buy a car. I'm not getting a car so soon. I'm not that kiasu hor. Haha. Perhaps I'll rent a car or something. I'll get my driving licence done on Friday or something.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S1Wpfi_6ENI/AAAAAAAAIto/qUu8rt08GvM/s1600-h/e643903_color_blk.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428431285300891858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S1Wpfi_6ENI/AAAAAAAAIto/qUu8rt08GvM/s400/e643903_color_blk.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;And yes, I still preferred my old bag, the one at the top. Its much more comfortable then the current one I'm having. Like seriously. But well, I've got nothing more to say about it. Pfft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S1WpfM8dkTI/AAAAAAAAItg/tyeuI41fBTw/s1600-h/e644902_color_pnk.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428431279380861234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S1WpfM8dkTI/AAAAAAAAItg/tyeuI41fBTw/s400/e644902_color_pnk.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;And yes, a few of my classmates also preferred the previous Volcom bag. I think so too. Not think but strongly agree. The design is like freaking awesome and I fell in love with it when I saw it for the first time. Still, I think my hot pink bag, the current one is kind of not bad too. Only that the compartment of the bag is smaller than expected to be compared with my previous Volcom bag which is more spacious. Enough about bags.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I can't wait for tomorrow. The boy's got a big surprise for me. Hee. Yes, I'm looking forward tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And yes, I felt sick the whole day. My cough is getting worse and so is my flu. Not forgetting, my fever. Its has been going on for quite some time. The boy had track and field today, and he was suppose to go to for his time trial to qualify for the POL-ITE event. Yes, the polytechnics versus and the ITE. And I felt about it because he insisted that he wanted to send me back home safely. Which he did. And I feel real guilty about it. Like seriously. Pfft. But well, baby, thanks for everything. I love you baby. Tomorrow ehk sayang. Huahua. I better be off now. So long.                   (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ME LOVE NURRIDZUAN.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-6856142448752246886?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/6856142448752246886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/6856142448752246886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/01/school-was-pretty-fine-to-start-off.html' title=''/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S1Wp6hz8w-I/AAAAAAAAItw/oFmi8tYlN9U/s72-c/SDC14029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-8932088877094299136</id><published>2010-01-18T21:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T21:37:46.349+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i passed my TP. yay-ness.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S1RcGe58aqI/AAAAAAAAItY/Eybxe9m4x0I/s1600-h/class3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428064717333359266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S1RcGe58aqI/AAAAAAAAItY/Eybxe9m4x0I/s400/class3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh yes! I've finally passed my TP and the feeling is like real awesome. And trust me, I was freaking nervous the wholetime. But Alhamdulillah, I managed to scrape through the whole time of my practical test. Now I'm qualified to drive a car, any car I want. I like. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Thanks to everyone for all the well wish and all the good luck's. Muchly appreciated. Like I said, I turned up for my PM1 presentation only, and it went well. I'm proud that I didn't use my scirpt at all. I didn't really memorise my script, but I just randomly said anything that came out of the blue in my mind. After that, I gave my letter of excuse to Mr. Lee stating that I've got TP later on. And thanks to my classmates, for all the well wishes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;The boy? He skipped class just for me. Sayang you. So we took the bus to Woodlands and had our lunch there, KFC. Yummy, yummy. But I didn't have much appetite because I was really nervous and thus, I ate only half of my burger. Upon reaching BBDC, the boy enrolled for his motorcar lessons, class 3C, same as me. And I actually helped him to book his lessons and shiets online. I'm sorry baby I wasn't there when you had your briefing and when you had to snap your photograph.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;He was totally there for me the whole. I admit I did tear up a little because there were so many butterflies fluttering in my tummy. The boy cheered me up and continously encouraged me. And I had my warm up session with the BBDC instructor first. Everything went well, even the part on the slope except for my parallel and vertical parking. I got the techniques for both mixed up. But I ended up doing it well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Right after my warm up session, I was being surprised by the queen and sisters presence. Yes, Emira actually skipped her class just to be there for me. Love you baby. And it was really awesome, having all of them there for me. The boy bought for me, my favourite kinder bueno white. And I munched a little on it because I wouldn't want to be rushing off to the toilet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Went to some room, to get ourselves prepared and for the test route that we are suppose to take though. So I got test route 7, one of the easiest one which was way cool. Huahua. And I headed with the TP instructor for the car. Did around the circuit first. I was so happy with myself that I didn't screw up during the slope, parallel and finally my vertical parking. Thank God. But then, I screwed up when I forgot to signal left, I think at one of the areas at the circuit and I fail to check one of my blindspot. The other part was when I engaged the wrong gear, which was seriously a big careless mistake that I shouldn't have even commit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Here comes to going on the road. Everything went exceptionally well. The weather was on my side and so was the traffic. I screwed up the part when I was about to end my whole test which was seriously stupid. I actually dashed through this idiotic car who blocked my way. I was suppose to wait patiently behind that car and wait for him to make his turn and not just dash past the car. But well, I made it though, how fortunate can I be. The other part was at the entrance of the BBDC, that was the extreme ending of the whole pratical test, I forgot to stop at the Give Away line and look out for any incoming cars and stuff. And I was like fcuk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Once I ended the whole thing, I was all smiles because I knew I did my best and I felt that I did real awesome back there. So I headed up to the room earlier on, and I waited for my results with my sweaty palms holding on to each other. I was seriously feeling uptight. So when the TP instructor came, he actually explained on the mistakes that I committed and told me that I PASSED. Trust me, I jumped for joy. And I actually feeling-feeling nak show to the boy, queen and sisters my sad face, like I fail la. But I can't help smiling all the way. And the boy very well knew, with that huge, big smile on my face, means good news and that is I've passed. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Had my driving orientation course. And since there were so many people queueing up to get their PDL's and their driving licence's, I decided to just do it some other day. The queue was very long so I decided to give it a pass, since I can do it some other days. Hee. So I gladly la, call up and start texting to those whom I was close with and tell them that I cleared my TP. One great thing I was proud of is that, I never had to retake my TP again. As in this is my first take and I already passed. Alhamdulillah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;The boy too did say that if I passed my TP today, the chances of going to Universal Studio at Sentosa will be increased. In addition, he promised me to give me a treat if I passed and he'll get for me something and give it to me on Wednesday. And I've got all three since I passed my TP. Chances of going Universal Studio on V'day increased, I'll get my treat this week and he has already bought for me that present and I'll get it on Wednesday. Super yay-ness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;And the queen says that she'll give treat me, a big one pretty soons. I like la. Haha. I'm going driving pretty soons and I'm looking forward to ride in a car on the road, myself. Virgin la katekan. Getting a car? Not so soon. Hee. But will think about it. And I better be off now. I need SLEEP because I didn't sleep that well last night due to my TP. Hee. So long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ME LOVE NURRIDZUAN.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-8932088877094299136?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/8932088877094299136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/8932088877094299136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/01/oh-yes-ive-finally-passed-my-tp-and.html' title=''/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S1RcGe58aqI/AAAAAAAAItY/Eybxe9m4x0I/s72-c/class3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-4816197218817645534</id><published>2010-01-17T11:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T11:32:38.680+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Universal Studio in Singapore'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S1KEBd1G9ZI/AAAAAAAAItQ/CQUL8ga0k1c/s1600-h/img_usslogo.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 158px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 94px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427545661656987026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S1KEBd1G9ZI/AAAAAAAAItQ/CQUL8ga0k1c/s400/img_usslogo.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S1KC9eIfsPI/AAAAAAAAItI/xDObA4rHieM/s1600-h/img_uss8.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Oh yes, I badly want to go to the new theme park. Perhaps, on Valentine's Day with the boy. Ehk b? The tickets are quite pricey, but if its worth than why not. Looking at the roller coasters which looked real fun seems its worth the money and worth the try. And everyone's talking about it. So baby, pretty please on Valentine's Day??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-4816197218817645534?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/4816197218817645534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/4816197218817645534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/01/oh-yes-i-badly-want-to-go-to-new-theme.html' title=''/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S1KEBd1G9ZI/AAAAAAAAItQ/CQUL8ga0k1c/s72-c/img_usslogo.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-1944226955149969321</id><published>2010-01-17T10:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T10:20:28.028+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TPTPTPTP'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S1JxW9ZAgKI/AAAAAAAAItA/TajQ3bHgb0A/s1600-h/class3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427525140185383074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S1JxW9ZAgKI/AAAAAAAAItA/TajQ3bHgb0A/s400/class3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh yes, I was already wide awake at 9am today. And instead of mugging on my upcoming PTQA test on January 21, I've decided to mug on my TP test tomorrow instead. I know people might say that I must be crazy to mug on TP, right? But hell yes, I'm going to mug on it. Basically, trying to refresh my memory on the various driving techniques, especially the part on the slope and both the parallel and vertical parking. Its scary okay. I've got no other fears except that and I tend to forget to check blindspots at times. Pfft. Let's hope that everything tomorrow will go on well for me. I really, badly want to get over and done with my TP. Yes, I want to get the driving licence badly. Scary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The boy's going to enrol for car pretty soons. I think tomorrow. Its because the boy will be accompanying me along. I'm coming to school tomorrow only in the morning. So I'll miss the PIC lecture and my SW. But I've already informed my SW teacher about it. B, thanks okay for accompanying me tomorrow. I love you boy. And I better be off now, I need to munch on my breakfast. Hee. So long.                       (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ME LOVE NURRIDZUAN. HIS MY HALF APPLE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-1944226955149969321?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/1944226955149969321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/1944226955149969321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/01/oh-yes-i-was-already-wide-awake-at-9am.html' title=''/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S1JxW9ZAgKI/AAAAAAAAItA/TajQ3bHgb0A/s72-c/class3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-2687642402635096331</id><published>2010-01-17T00:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T00:47:08.778+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new bag.   (:'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Yes, I headed to town with the boy and as usual he fetched me at Yishun, Northpoint. And as I've mentioned earlier on in my twitter, I know I'm not going to be late. And congratulations to me that I wasn't even late in meeting him at all. And he bought for me, my all time favourite cheese garlic bread because he knew I've not grabbed any bites yet. Hee. Sayang kamu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Without any further delay, we headed for Orchard and went straight to Pacific Plaza first to get my Volcom bag checked and stuff. So as I was saying that after they checked my bag, they said they'll check for me another one but as I've said again, the bag that I bought was the last piece. I had to get another new Volcom bag. A one to one exchange. How sweet. New bag pack huh. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S1HmVEYoodI/AAAAAAAAIs4/P9UL1lvMqv8/s1600-h/e644902_color_blm.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427372275586867666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S1HmVEYoodI/AAAAAAAAIs4/P9UL1lvMqv8/s400/e644902_color_blm.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So the boy initially chose this and I too try it on myself. And I admit, I too love this design but the sucky part is that the label, Volcom was seriously small and it looks as if its not visible, so why bother to take it even. Its not worth it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S1HmI6ojnoI/AAAAAAAAIsw/7Favy0TEn8c/s1600-h/e644902_color_pnk.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427372066810863234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S1HmI6ojnoI/AAAAAAAAIsw/7Favy0TEn8c/s400/e644902_color_pnk.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S1HmIssINsI/AAAAAAAAIso/KihTIxrtyAg/s1600-h/e644902_back_pnk.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427372063067748034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S1HmIssINsI/AAAAAAAAIso/KihTIxrtyAg/s400/e644902_back_pnk.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S1HmIaKGD8I/AAAAAAAAIsg/9LvtsYigNEQ/s1600-h/e644902_detail_pnk.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427372058093162434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S1HmIaKGD8I/AAAAAAAAIsg/9LvtsYigNEQ/s400/e644902_detail_pnk.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And so the other design that the boy chose for me was this extremely hot pink Volcom bag.Which has the label Volcom scribbled everywhere at the front cover of the bag which was totally awesome. I like. Huahua. So now, my current bag is this.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S1Hl4Jfc28I/AAAAAAAAIsY/VpipmxML9s0/s1600-h/e643903_detail_blk.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427371778741427138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S1Hl4Jfc28I/AAAAAAAAIsY/VpipmxML9s0/s400/e643903_detail_blk.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S1Hl35AM3JI/AAAAAAAAIsQ/kwllYKB-fhY/s1600-h/e643903_color_blk.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427371774315388050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S1Hl35AM3JI/AAAAAAAAIsQ/kwllYKB-fhY/s400/e643903_color_blk.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S1Hl3rNWIfI/AAAAAAAAIsI/JtT3bnpcFMg/s1600-h/e643903_back_blk.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427371770612425202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S1Hl3rNWIfI/AAAAAAAAIsI/JtT3bnpcFMg/s400/e643903_back_blk.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;When my bag was being processed to be exchanged, I was looking at this particular lifeless bag that was going to be exchanged with the new hot pink one. And trust me, I was going to tear over a bag. Yes, over a bag. Which was kind of stupid. The boy was there to witness this entire moment. It suck actually because I totally love this bag. When I lay my eyes on this particular bag, I knew that I wanted it badly and I'm so going to get it somehow. And when I finally got it, I didn't care if it was the last piece in the whole of Singapore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Trust me, when I stepped out of the outlet, I actually stopped for a while. Why? Its because I've started missing that favourite bag of mine already. Well, I totally loved it alright. It was the sex. The boy was being so sweet that he actually consoled me and talked me out into getting my favourite hot fudge sundae over at MacDonalds just across the street.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;After that, we had our trip around town together. Well, its been quite some time since we last went town like only the two of us. An unexpected, impromptu date which went really well. We had our early dinner over at Puncak and I recommended him a few dishes. I had my all-time-favourite, stewed beef noodles. We had an awesome dinner together. Walked around Far East Plaza in search for the bangle that I badly wanted. But to no avail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;We went home early because I was freaking tired and my left foot hurts badly. Yes, ever since I sprained my left ankle, I've not been able to walk for long hours and shiets. That's the shitty thing. Pfft. Fcuk it la, I'm still going to walk here and there for all I want until I totally can't take the pain any longer, then I'll go home. So upon reaching Northpoint, the boy decided to get the queen and sisters something to munch on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Initially, we went to Polar to get Emira's favourite curry puff and there was no more left. Next, we headed to Pie Kia to get Emira and Ema's ham and cheese and the queen's curry pie. But there was no more left too. In the end, the bought for the queen her favourite crackers, Cheetos and sisters their double chocolate at Chewy Junior. And his princess, which is me, got my favourite Famous Amos cookies. Yes, No Nut Chocolate Chip. So sedaps. Hee. Sayang you! And I sense a surprise from him when he actually took brochures of the gift set cookies at Famous Amos. Hee. I love surprise. Hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Was updating this post when the ex-classmate from my primary school, pm-ed me. Yes, it was Mafteem. Haha. The one whom both me and Kelly named him Muffin. Sounds yummy right, but no. He was asking me for Kelly's number because he took down the wrong number when he bumped into her at some flea market. So he was telling me that Kelly did mention about the both of us not meeting each other for like nearly 2 years, I think, which was a sad thing. And of course, the plan to meet each other real soon was certainly still on hold, planning baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Yes, we should all meet up real soons. Mafteem, perhaps you can join us or something. We won't mind. It has always been the two of us only meeting up each other and hanging out together. Another one sounds fine with me and that adds up to three. It'll be fun. Duh. I miss you guys, trucksome loads aye. Please arrange a meet up session pretty soons. I'm so looking forward to it. And I better be off now. I've a movie date with the boy to watch Frankenfish over at the plasma. Wee! Hee. And b, thanks for everything just now. I had a great time baby. So long. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ME LOVE NURRIDZUAN.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* B, I already typed it. Happy? Hee. Sayang you. *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-2687642402635096331?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/2687642402635096331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/2687642402635096331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/01/yes-i-headed-to-town-with-boy-and-as.html' title=''/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S1HmVEYoodI/AAAAAAAAIs4/P9UL1lvMqv8/s72-c/e644902_color_blm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-4791880512234964429</id><published>2010-01-16T10:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T10:17:15.459+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Volcom ft. Vans'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S1Ee1YAK_FI/AAAAAAAAIro/yFOtGOQk_zw/s1600-h/e643903_detail_blk.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427152928283229266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S1Ee1YAK_FI/AAAAAAAAIro/yFOtGOQk_zw/s400/e643903_detail_blk.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S1Ee1I8jN3I/AAAAAAAAIrg/R4r2tiQY-zY/s1600-h/e643903_back_blk.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427152924241508210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S1Ee1I8jN3I/AAAAAAAAIrg/R4r2tiQY-zY/s400/e643903_back_blk.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S1Ee0-1D1mI/AAAAAAAAIrY/0u5yB8lDpLI/s1600-h/e643903_color_blk.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427152921525737058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S1Ee0-1D1mI/AAAAAAAAIrY/0u5yB8lDpLI/s400/e643903_color_blk.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Yes, the one above is my current school bag. Yes, its Volcom. But I'm having it changed to another bag or perhaps the same bag but in a better condition. As you can see, the second photograph, which shows the thread being shaped into a Volcom. Guess what? I barely used in less than a week and on last Monday, after SW the thread somehow snapped and its like destroying the Volcom symbol. So I actually called in yesterday evening to make enquiries about it. And one of the staff, Lilah whom I know because ever since secondary 1, I've shopped there, be it my Ripcurl stuff and shiets. So the staff told me to bring along the bag and the receipt. They'll check the bag or something and see what they can do. Since this bag is the last piece, and if there's an exchange needed, there won't be any bags that look alike to my current one. So perhaps, another new Volcom bag.   *gleams*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So I'm off to town today just to get my bag checked by the staff. And perhaps, I'll drag the boy with me to town. Boleh la kite jalan-jalan sekali right, B. This is called, taking advantage of the situation. Huahua.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S1EeikPVn8I/AAAAAAAAIrQ/LVjCZrTUfRE/s1600-h/JLG3DIB.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427152605150552002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S1EeikPVn8I/AAAAAAAAIrQ/LVjCZrTUfRE/s400/JLG3DIB.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;And yes, this is my new pair of Vans shoes that I recently bought. I'm so loving it though. And I do wear it in school sometimes if I feel like it. To add in, the boy also has a pair of Vans. So we both semangat-semangat la wear Vans together in school. Feeling-feeling Vans couple. And the good thing is that, I've not seen anyone in school wearing this pair of Vans yet. That makes me the only one who has this pair of Vans and wearing it to school, I think. Haha. Hopefully. And I better be off now. Need to check sisters homework. So long!                         (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22705396-4791880512234964429?l=define-emika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/4791880512234964429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22705396/posts/default/4791880512234964429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-emika.blogspot.com/2010/01/yes-one-above-is-my-current-school-bag.html' title=''/><author><name>emika.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14319014551580324561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S1Ee1YAK_FI/AAAAAAAAIro/yFOtGOQk_zw/s72-c/e643903_detail_blk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22705396.post-2467221842933807514</id><published>2010-01-16T00:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T01:22:13.278+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new blog skin.   (:'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S1Cg456FOMI/AAAAAAAAIrI/4lHRjy09uy0/s1600-h/IMG_0301.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427014450458998978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S1Cg456FOMI/AAAAAAAAIrI/4lHRjy09uy0/s400/IMG_0301.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9FyA/S1CfIWrSzYI/AAAAAAAAIrA/9z713NufXdw/s1600-h/IMG_0301.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Like finally, I update. Yes, I know. In addition, I've also FINALLY changed my blog skin. Haha. Yes, I did it in one night. School's been pretty fine with me. One presentation is down which is PTQA. It was all good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The boy has really been there for me this past few days. No matter how much I yell at him, beat him or mock at him, he never left me and never did he had any anger on me. Which was quite surprising but well, I LOVE YOU B. Can? I appreciate you hor. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I must congratulate my baby girls actually. One to Farah and another to Syila.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;FARAH; Congratulations to both you and your sister! Alhamdulillah, both the mother and the baby is safe now. Thank God. And B, enjoy your nights alright when you're over at your mum's house. Yes, enjoy those piercing cries from the newborn baby at night. Haha. Trust me, you'll get use to it pretty fast. Congratulations again sayang!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;SYILA; Congratulations B for getting a new job! Oh yes, I've read everything in your blog, on your first day of work. Anyway, hope your other days at work will be fine. Don't be lazy and besarkan pantat hor. Haha. Joking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I was told by Fahmi that there'll be another event whereby my BL'S will have to be involved which is the Graduation Day of the April intake students, two years back. Chua's batch if I'm not wrong. And this is in February. Awesome banget kan. Pathetic ade la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I shan't really blog that much because I'm freaking tired and my bed is whispering in my ears, telling me its time to sleep. Haha. So I better be off now. By the way, the photographs below are taken while waiting for our turn to present our powerpoint slides using the boy's webcam on his laptop. And please stop commenting on how round I am and shiets because I've enough of people commenting that. Trust me, I'm really going on a diet. Yes, I want to shed a few kilograms. Even shedding 2 kilograms, will do. Yes, I'll be happy with that. I miss eating a lot but well, I must get back into shape. Easier said, I'm getting fatter each day!  Hee. Anyway, NURRIDZUAN thanks for everything for the whole week. I LOVE YOU B.       (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0IPqBk9Fy
