<?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-23848992</id><updated>2011-07-07T20:36:00.415-07:00</updated><category term='Heart You'/><title type='text'>In A Moments Everything Can Change...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so yesterday was mother's day,my parents decided to bring granny out for celebration. so first we had our late lunch at arab st,islamic restaurant. after which, we brought granny to town which im sure it have been years since she last step into town. unlike in the past,town area was our family playground,that is the place we would go every weekend. im sure to granny the town area had change a lot over the past years with a lot of new &amp;amp; bigger shopping malls, as for granny she could catch up with time anymore, she's slowing down. no more walking around town for hours &amp;amp; far distances with just her pair of legs. but all that never stop her from going anywhere &amp;amp; enjoy a day out. eventhough she need a rest &amp;amp; take a seat somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we also brought granny to the newly open bridge that connected to the casino &amp;amp; all. it was packed with people, a lot of mothers especially. i love the scenery there,it was amazing eventhough there is still construction going on. there are more places we've planned to bring granny there like sentosa, marina barrage but there wasn't enough time to go all the places in a day. so after which we just do some household shopping at ntuc before sending granny home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand, im out job now &amp;amp; so im back to rotting in my rocking chair again till i find another job. well at least i able to watch my favourite ellen show. anyway,abah specifically told me to find a job that links to the course im taking which is not an easy job to get unless they literally specify that they are willing to take in people  who is still undergoing the course &amp;amp; bla bla bla. so *finger cross*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-4790749269407531376?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' 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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/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/S-fQoYccLQI/AAAAAAAAB0M/6MSmP3abPqY/s72-c/SDC10928.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-2796327061766869018</id><published>2010-05-08T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T09:09:12.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/S-WLU8MXKOI/AAAAAAAABz0/ehKwrmP7qZI/s1600/SDC10886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/S-WLU8MXKOI/AAAAAAAABz0/ehKwrmP7qZI/s320/SDC10886.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468930514382956770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/S-WLT2h2API/AAAAAAAABzs/p60UQKILWjI/s1600/SDC10900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/S-WLT2h2API/AAAAAAAABzs/p60UQKILWjI/s320/SDC10900.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468930495682576626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well well, tons of things that i would love to type it all here but im too lazy &amp;amp; tired to state each &amp;amp; everyone of them. so i will just summarize everything before you fall asleep halfway while reading this. few days back, to be specific on tuesday,i attended my graduation ceremony accompanied by my beloved babylove who sweet enough to specially take leave for tat day. not to forget finally i able to meet babygirl &amp;amp; so she was also accompanied by her boyfriend. i was so excited able to meet the rest of my classmates there like some other of my gile gile friends nabster,hammy,zubaidah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in short the whole event was wonderful but not until in the afternoon. when i start to feel something different about myself. &amp;amp; very well i was down with flu,cough,fever,headache &amp;amp; bodyaching. thanks to babylove for the panadol. &amp;amp; again lucky me (not!), the panadol just wont work. so i had to give my class a missed. &amp;amp; i cant even go to work. what made it even worse, abah asked me to quit my job,i dont know why with the sudden decision,so i had to follow. so yes people, you heard me,i quit my job :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-2796327061766869018?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/2796327061766869018/comments/default' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-5156733379773095003</id><published>2010-04-26T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T07:40:41.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>since i've started working,i have no time to blog,whats more getting lesser &amp;amp; lesser time to spend with babylove. it have been a really tiring weeks,still not use to the surroundings yet &amp;amp; the system. with all the standing for hours, climbing up &amp;amp; down the stairs getting stocks, make my dearly pair of legs a never ending pain &amp;amp; aching. all those lack of sleep and feeling of tired after every shift cant compared with the few hours to spend with babylove and missing those special people in my life,like my cliques,my besties mun &amp;amp; clement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than work, my night classes starts tomorrow night, i'm furthering my studies at a private school,at raffles city area. well as planned i rejected the place given to me for higher nitec &amp;amp; decided to go under earlychidhood work line. pray hard i can pull myself together, &amp;amp; make it through the whole 5months. &amp;amp; also hope i can balance everything in my life, not just work &amp;amp; studies but also time spend for babylove.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-5156733379773095003?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/5156733379773095003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=5156733379773095003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/5156733379773095003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/5156733379773095003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/2010/04/since-ive-started-workingi-have-no-time.html' title=''/><author><name>lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04012979723477183258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-7866350154405368971</id><published>2010-04-19T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T00:46:24.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>19042010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/S8wDYRLw-eI/AAAAAAAABzk/W1Vjy1SGNnU/s1600/logo_watsons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 153px; height: 37px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/S8wDYRLw-eI/AAAAAAAABzk/W1Vjy1SGNnU/s320/logo_watsons.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461744163558062562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it have been nearly a week,i started working at watsons. yes ! im working right now, &amp;amp; i didnt  continue higher nitec. but of course,my job now is not permanent, i'm just taking a part time job for e time being. also taking up part time courses under earlychildhood,soon. well,i worked on e aftrnoon shift yesterday, &amp;amp; i have to wrk till the shopcloses at 10pm. butttt.....thankyou to babylove for coming down during my break time just to accompany,for just 1hr. working here in watsons,reminded me the times i spent on my job attachment at thailand,all i did was walk ard &amp;amp; stand that made my legs all &amp;amp; aching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;othr than aking my feets all weak,it feels nice whenever im dealing with customers,that appreciate everything i do but some customers make wanna just kick them in e butt like last night,this person camein to asked me if the cosmetics brand she uses,is available &amp;amp; itold her that e dont sell it here &amp;amp; all the cosmemtics w have is only all that. &amp;amp; guess what she did &amp;amp; said to me? she repeat the question &amp;amp; i gave the same answer, &amp;amp;she told me that im not answering her question &amp;amp;i shld just answer , "we dont have it". what a nuisance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, yes i know it is a part of the job, &amp;amp; whenever we come across these kind of customer it can ake us wanna just get out from e shop. other than busy with work, i have few plans coming up these few months such as going for e graduation ceremony hopefull with babylove, double date at spore flyers with babylove's parents &amp;amp; more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-7866350154405368971?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/7866350154405368971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=7866350154405368971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/7866350154405368971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/7866350154405368971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/2010/04/19042010.html' title='19042010'/><author><name>lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04012979723477183258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/S8wDYRLw-eI/AAAAAAAABzk/W1Vjy1SGNnU/s72-c/logo_watsons.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-6782523885213910154</id><published>2010-04-08T02:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T03:04:38.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it have been weeks since i started sitting at home and rotting in my bed and the rocking chair. day in and day out i wasted my time with tvs and computer and also sleeping. but not forgetting with ffod, i think i gain a lot of wait for the past weeks of staying at home every single day. but that dosen't mean i'm not thinking about my future or i'm tired of studying. first you gave me support now you bringing me down. what's that suppose to mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who is not worried about not getting a job? who's not worried about the future? everyone is worried about all that, just because i'm not like the rest going to higher nitec further their studies dosen't i gave up in studying. when you know yourself that i want to go into the earlychildhood line, and these is the kind of support you give me? thank you so much! i really appreciate it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-6782523885213910154?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/6782523885213910154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=6782523885213910154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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need to make another decision to which path i shall take this time. well, yesterday was the registration for higher nitec and i missed it because i decided that i will not continue my studies further at ite. and i know i had broke some hearts especially my dad and of course cliques was kinda sad, that i actually took this great decision. it was kinda hard at first to make this decision. because you really need to plan out what is your next steps, how your life will be after this when you're out of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the most stressful moments ever. we always think that the most stressful moments when we had to deal with exams papers one after another or maybe even waiting for our exams results. but really, when you have to starts making decision that determines your future and made such a great decisions that will be the most stressful moment of your life. and that is the moment you need to think out of the box, and that's the moment too, when you realize soon you will be stepping into an adult life, when things are not like how it used to be, because things are getting serious and every steps we take will determine everything. and now i'm living in that moments where i have starting thinking if i take this steps what will happen next, will i be able to stand up real proud or it is just a dark alley, that whatever i do no one will be able to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to find a job right now other than applying the earlychildhood course. which i hope abah will help me apply sooner so that i know and confident enough what i want to do next. but somehow since the day my parents know what course i was being offered and that i made a decision to decline it, they keep hinting on me to get a full time job that have got to do with the office skills course i took last year, and a long the way study as part time, i'm not sure yet if that's a good idea for me. i now i'm in a confuse state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than thinking of having a job and study, i've been thinking for some time to open an online shop. not really just recently, i've been thinking about that it have been some time,or should i say very long time. and yesterday i told babylove about that, and he agrees to it for the first time, but still not confident enough that i could really handle it and asked me to just focus what i'm doing right now and that can come later. well, yes,i have to agree,no one knows if it will be a good business but i still remember this oral examination at school i need to go through, the teacher of that day asked me if i really have the passion to open my own business,and i said yes with a big smile on my face. and he was like ok~. anyway i'm still doing research on that other than a long the way still finding a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough of everything that's going around me right now, and i've been thinking about the question babylove asked me yesterday. maybe i should delete this blog of mine. it have been years stuck with me and tolerating my rubbish i wrote here at times. i have yet decided on that yet but that dosen't i will stop blogging, all i wanted just to delete this current blog and make a new one, to start a fresh. like the maly saying goes' buang yang keruh , ambil yang jernih'. am still thinking though maybe i change to onsugar or tumblr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-8616290025977877635?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/8616290025977877635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=8616290025977877635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/8616290025977877635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/8616290025977877635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/2010/04/others-are-starting-school-next-while.html' title=''/><author><name>lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04012979723477183258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-8603833886663161299</id><published>2010-04-05T03:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T03:20:00.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'>standing in the middle of two route</title><content type='html'>i know upon hearing that i was given a chance to enter high nitec in accounting my dad especially was delighted but that is not what im interested in and i know he was kinda disappointed with my decision that i'm not interested in moving to higher nitec because of the course that i dislike. and it have been days he kept hinting of me to just move up to higher nitec and take that accounting course and after that 2 years of struggling with all the numbers i will be seeing, and then i able to pursue my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but than again, i'm not interested in accounting, that is not where i stands out neither that is my passion. i'm now interested in earlychildhood line, becoming a kindergarten teacher, after working for few months in mercu kindergarten. during that period of time my passion starts to grow in that work line and i really want to pursue it. well, see how it goes, and i do need to find work to. maybe after school tomorrow, i might get a little bit hardworking to go for some job interview at tampines mall/century square/tampines 1,where ever that they pasted small poster of job vacancy at their shop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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route'/><author><name>lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04012979723477183258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-7971171792743123206</id><published>2010-04-01T01:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T01:33:33.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/S7RVJOnUKtI/AAAAAAAABzc/iw0thLyUcVg/s1600/SDC10808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/S7RVJOnUKtI/AAAAAAAABzc/iw0thLyUcVg/s320/SDC10808.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455078665682692818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/S7RVI2gN0lI/AAAAAAAABzU/2xzrq0lY5_k/s1600/SDC10812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/S7RVI2gN0lI/AAAAAAAABzU/2xzrq0lY5_k/s320/SDC10812.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455078659210465874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;on  my birthday itself, babylove gave me few surprises despite i having to go through few bad moments with him the whole day which maybe he did on purpose. he lifted my mood with the surprises. he took a day off just to ce;ebrate my birthday other than the guess purse he gave me earlier before my birthday, i do have another borthday present from babylove which is a new bike, hehe. well eventhough it dosent belong to me, now his new bike as the same birthday date as me, great! :) and babylove's ibu was so cute when she wished me on the phone and thank you so much for the gifts you gave me. i really appreciate it :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/S7RVIfzFbGI/AAAAAAAABzM/2_35jcYE9kc/s1600/SDC10837.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/S7RVIfzFbGI/AAAAAAAABzM/2_35jcYE9kc/s320/SDC10837.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455078653115591778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wel the very next day itself, our dearest classmate, sly, had organized a class outing that finally able to achieved it eventhough not everyone attended it, but it when smoothly and everyone had loads of fun. it was not just a class outing but also birthday celebrations. so firstly again happy birthday to him and thank you all for all the surprise,gift from babygirl and cakes from friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than having a blast of birthday celebration for the past two days, yesterday was the exam results, eventhough im not continuing to higher nite because i chose to go to a different direction of course, i was really quite disappointed with my gpa. it had dropped  but the very funny thing is i was given accounting course which it is not my favourite thing when it comes to counting and dealing with numbers, it just give me a great headache. anyway have a great public holiday tomorrow!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-7971171792743123206?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/7971171792743123206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-99800817651865118</id><published>2010-03-29T02:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T02:32:41.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Like finally i able to use the computer that have been sitting at the hall collecting dust because it is a very moody computer. as at times you can use it and some other times it just refuse to co-operate. so today is the lucky day, that it able to co-operate with me. anyway after such a long time i finally change my skins, to get things freshen up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and and, the most important thing, when the clock strikes 12am, i'm a year older! i can't believe that i'm soon to be 19 years old. ok nothing much to write actually, to babygirl get well soon, love ya lots.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-2998017488206151032</id><published>2010-03-22T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T21:24:17.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohh my! it have been so long since i updated my blog, well its all due to my laziness and also because i dont really like updating my blog through my iphone cause i cant put up photos unless the photose were take straight by my phone itself. anyway exams had longed ended and its holidays. yet every single day im dead bored and im suffocating sitting in this house and watching tv everday. what makes it more worse sitting at home everyday, is because it making me fat, thats one thing i dont like sitting at home every single day, all i do is find food to fill my stomach. and now i really need to go down and have a jog around the park in front of my house and im somehow started a small exercise at home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found this wonderful excersieat seventeen magazine, really fell in love with it because of what they stated of e purpose of the exercise. anyway babylove is still finding the perfect bike he wanted to replace his wonderful dearest faithful 125z bike. well i agree to it somehow but now i dont seems to like yhe idea, why? i can only meet him on saturday till i get the new bike, and saturday alone is never enough for me. other than that can we watch remember me this coming weekends babylove??? pretty please???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have so many things thAt i wanna do like:&lt;br /&gt;• of course i wanna find a job &lt;br /&gt;• i wanna go and take a lookat universal studio&lt;br /&gt;• meet up with besties, muneerah&lt;br /&gt;• meet up with my dearest cliques, i totally miss them&lt;br /&gt;• go for a make up course&lt;br /&gt;• i wanna go for a shopping spree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway my parents kept asking me when my results will be out and have i really decidednot to continue higher nitec and just go ahead continue my studies at fltc - earlychildhood. im so sick and tired of those questions, and first of alleven if the result soon will be out i dont even know how am i gonna check it when i dont remember myite portal password and when i have yet change to the new email addressand secondly for god sake dont keep asking me when i had made the decision that i want to go into earlychildhood line. that will be all, but i cant wait for next week. i cant believe im turning 19 soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-2998017488206151032?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/2998017488206151032/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-917278358455464618</id><published>2010-02-20T07:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T07:41:04.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Outing with my favourites ladies really boost up my mood. &lt;br /&gt;While for whatever had happened I pretend it never happened.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-917278358455464618?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/917278358455464618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=917278358455464618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-4047134513731869290?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/4047134513731869290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=4047134513731869290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/4047134513731869290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/4047134513731869290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/2010/02/school-sucks-big-time-but-tomorrow-is.html' title=''/><author><name>lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04012979723477183258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-4331525173061460201</id><published>2010-02-17T21:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T21:37:00.584-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>currently at school, and today timetable sucks big time,y? firstly, i had forgetten that there is no more beg and there is only beo in the morning. so me and babygirl skip the morning lesson and so we came to school during lunch time but end up there were no poa as ms phua is on leave. fucking shit and i have like 2 more hours of break before sw starts. anyway dring the long holiday my family,girlfriend and i took a short trip down to malacca and negeri sembilan, and that short trip was really a waste of time. since it is cny, practically most of the shops were close and we can hardly do any shopping spree like how we used to do everytime were went there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it is a learning lesson that,dont even think of going malacca during the cny public holidays,waste your money and time. and not only the shops that closed made me mad but the hotel that we stayed in too. the service was bad,the room was ok,but the walls is awful, the toilet is just like our toilet at home except that my home's toilet is much more nicer and there were no toothbrush and tooth paste, lucky i brought mind, and the worse thing of all, is the tap water, i won't talk furter about the tap water,it might make you vomit or having goose bumps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,yesterday went out with babylove to get our new lovely phone. and finally the iphones is now ours. why i say lovely? because our iphones is of the same colour and even the cover for the iphone is of the same colours. other than getting the iphone babylove gave me my advance birthday gift last satuurday and i love it so much that i dont even want to use in case it gets dirty or something. i didn expect him to bought me the guess wallet i've eyeing for so long. i can't thank you enough babylove, love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-4331525173061460201?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/4331525173061460201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=4331525173061460201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/4331525173061460201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/4331525173061460201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/2010/02/currently-at-school-and-today-timetable.html' title=''/><author><name>lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04012979723477183258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-3160568254234210419</id><published>2010-02-08T02:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T02:41:04.511-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/S2_oUduxydI/AAAAAAAABys/BxioVp2UpRc/s1600-h/SDC10657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/S2_oUduxydI/AAAAAAAABys/BxioVp2UpRc/s320/SDC10657.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435818713535334866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;last saturday,was our 6th month anniversary, i pray that we could overcome any obstacles that come by our way, arguments bound to occur but hope those arguments we had make our relationship much more stronger than before and make us understand each other better. and also hope the love keep adds on,and not faded away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,last saturday, meet up with babylove after his work. i know he was damn tired,so i kinda wanna take the bus ride instead to his house. but he ended up,picked me even though he didn't bring along my helmet, he willingly,went back to his house and came down to bedok just to picked me up, which was i think he was going around. so sat at his house for house as he tried to help jailbreak babygirl's boyfi ipod. but after tons of attempts for the past hours, we couldn't jailbreak it. and we are so sorry for that. i wanted to go to the flea market at town, i know babylove was tired from work and i don't want to force, so i decided to just forget about the flea market. even though babylove kept asking me if i wanna go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we ate dinner at compaspoint mall,after which meet up with girlfriend to pass her the make up set she bought from. after which, we slack around at tampines area before he send me home. side track- exams are just around the corner and i have yet started any revision, and in about few weeks time school term ends and i have quite a long holiday, which i can use that time to do some thinking whether i want to continue my studies in ite,if i pass,insya'allah or go for private schoolhmm.. still thinking and babylove kept asking me,if i had decided which route i want to take.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/S2_oUduxydI/AAAAAAAABys/BxioVp2UpRc/s72-c/SDC10657.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-3553427812575989835</id><published>2010-02-02T02:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T02:28:05.578-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/S2f9rfe6gNI/AAAAAAAAByE/Hfl3BtosBWg/s1600-h/SDC10625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/S2f9rfe6gNI/AAAAAAAAByE/Hfl3BtosBWg/s320/SDC10625.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433590399073157330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quick update. had my grooming test yesterday and it was fine and i do had a great time especially practicing the roleplay with all the funny faces and forgetting of lines. i lost counts of how many times we actually practice it. and for your info, that was our first practice and we had to memorized all the lines we need to say. that was our only time we could all that, before this we just could be bothered to practice our roleplay and memorize the lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though grooming test was fine and it did made me all stressed up and nervous, i had a bad day yesterday, handed in our project , end up we need to re-print it again just because we had forgetten to put the number pages at each page and on the content page. GREAT! we wasted our $1.20. anyway after all the grooming test, ira, nick and i went to tampines kfc to eat our late lunch. and hell ya!! it have been so long since we took the bus together or slack around. and i did had a great time yesterday with all the laughing, inside story and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, which definitely meet with babylove. he picked me up at tampines and slack around the area. by the way, it was babylove's sister birthday yesterday. just wanna wish you a happy birthday! may you excel in what ever you do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drop buy at my blogshop, to get bargains,having clearance sale : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;http://beautifulymadnesshop.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-3553427812575989835?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/3553427812575989835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=3553427812575989835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/3553427812575989835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/3553427812575989835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/2010/02/quick-update.html' title=''/><author><name>lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04012979723477183258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/S2f9rfe6gNI/AAAAAAAAByE/Hfl3BtosBWg/s72-c/SDC10625.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-443433340793891625</id><published>2010-01-24T23:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T23:58:48.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ook,newsflash for everyone, I just lost my hp. Ok not really just but it have been around,a week since I lost my hp. Blame on my stupidity that I actually fall for the stupid minahrep tue's trap. I had lodge a report, went to the bedok hq etc. Anyway there's kinda disadvantage and advantage of losing my hp to that minahrep tue. Which the advantage is I can get a new phone and it might be an iPhone. But the disadvantage is I'm shortage of cash to get an iPhone either way I hope my line will end in few months time. As I feel bad using babylove phone while he use his brother's old Nokia hp. Anyway that will the short summary of what happened to my phone. On the other hand, babylove and I went out yesterday, we went to fareast to search for my grooming test outfit but something else caught my eyes. So many things that I feel like getting, from tops, to begs, to accessories and more. After hours and hours of walking up and down the far east plaza we went to grab a bite at ljs at bugis. Suddenly, everywhere we go there is tons and tons of people going shopping and it gave me a headache. Side track-am having a small wardrobe clearance sale, so look out for it at herE and my facebook. Clothes ranges from $8 to $25.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-443433340793891625?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/443433340793891625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=443433340793891625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/443433340793891625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/443433340793891625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/2010/01/ooknewsflash-for-everyone-i-just-lost.html' title=''/><author><name>lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04012979723477183258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-7853593173744114964</id><published>2010-01-18T00:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T00:28:04.231-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well,school today was so pathetic as only neo lessons was on today and the rest was cancelled and only those who have beg test were needed to attend. Talking about beg test which is the grooming test I have yet to buy my outfit for that or even other necessary things needed for the test. It means I need to shop for it urgently and beside whopping firvthe outfit for the test, I also want to do some small shopping spree for myself since there are loads of sales going on since vny is coming and many of the things going on sales attracts me badly.                   Anyway last Saturday I had loads if fun with babylove and his friends even though my ms red light is in the way and even though patheticly only for us went to the escape theme park. After which later in the evening, I followed my babylove and his friends to the chalet at sentosa.    And again I reached home late but what do I care about the curfew created by my parents. Anyway, we were all like stadines in a can just to go to sentosa by car as insisted by his friend who just passed his car license. Overall, I did had a great time except the times that I didn't expected it to happened.well you know what I mean for those who knows what i'm talking about, hehe. That's all folks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-7853593173744114964?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/7853593173744114964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=7853593173744114964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/7853593173744114964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/7853593173744114964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/2010/01/wellschool-today-was-so-pathetic-as.html' title=''/><author><name>lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04012979723477183258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-8212031334893104974</id><published>2010-01-13T23:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T23:06:38.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well I had my beo test today. It was quite ok I guess as most what I had studied came out but some of the questions was quite tricky that made you think twice before you decide what's is the answer. Other than that I just hope that I did well for the paper as I studied for the very last minute. Other than the nerve racking beo test ,we have another test too after that but this one was just the most fun test I had ever sone especially the environment. Why? BecAuse we had sw theory test and everyone was sitting on the floor together taking the test sitting aide by side and with the teacher helping us eventhough is was damn easy everyone did well for it even with 1 or 2 wrongs here and there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-8212031334893104974?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/8212031334893104974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=8212031334893104974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/8212031334893104974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/8212031334893104974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/2010/01/well-i-had-my-beo-test-today.html' title=''/><author><name>lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04012979723477183258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-715275698705895905</id><published>2010-01-11T16:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T16:47:42.195-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>now even my used to be beloved computer at my hall, is dying on me and now i only can depend on my ipod and school computer to update all the things that i needs to be updated. well, surpurise surprise i finally come for my morning classes yet of course i am damn sleepy i can imagine that i'm hugging my pillow having sweet dream till 10 plus am. anyway short update about last staurday outing with girlfriends. like finally we set aside time and day even though it was a short one to spen dtogether and having that usual girlfriends outing with all the jokes, gossips and cam-whore everywhere and anywhere. other than that, babylove have makan2 uting like non-stop since last year and since after our chalet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that meet up with babylove for a while before he sent me home. well, feel sorry for babylove cause something happend to his beloved used to be his first girlfriend which is his bike of course. some stupid stranger steals his side mirror and some stupid screws. but i'm the one feeling worse, that stupid stranger steals my helmet :(. babylove buy  me a new helmet please!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-715275698705895905?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/715275698705895905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=715275698705895905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/715275698705895905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/715275698705895905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/2010/01/now-even-my-used-to-be-beloved-computer.html' title=''/><author><name>lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04012979723477183258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-2140932605299953800</id><published>2010-01-06T00:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T00:40:52.567-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First of all,happy 5th month Anny to us. Hope this love will never ends and keep growing.and may God bless us . Anyway school ended early today which make me hate the first week of school as none of the teachers actually followed the timetable. So ended up making us go school for nothing as orientation is still going on for the January intake. Side track-am currently at tamp library alone wasting time while waiting for babylove to pick me up as he finish his work at 5pm. And I'm so pissed that I can't find a place to sit damn you people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-2140932605299953800?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/2140932605299953800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=2140932605299953800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/2140932605299953800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/2140932605299953800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/2010/01/first-of-allhappy-5th-month-anny-to-us.html' title=''/><author><name>lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04012979723477183258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-7970411822221387057</id><published>2010-01-03T04:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T04:33:01.968-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Currently a changi airport with parents as mak have been craving for ice kacang at changi airport. Anyway school reopens tomorrow and I have to come to school damn early tomorrow as dr Khoo asked for help for the orientation tomorrow to welcome the new january intake. Well missing alot of people right so of course on the other side I can't wait to go back to school. Anyway I had so much fun with babylove this few days and thank you babylove for the things you did, I love you and 3 more days&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-7970411822221387057?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/7970411822221387057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=7970411822221387057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/7970411822221387057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/7970411822221387057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/2010/01/currently-changi-airport-with-parents.html' title=''/><author><name>lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04012979723477183258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-221794097280188906</id><published>2009-12-30T21:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T21:17:00.438-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SzrlRoWNeyI/AAAAAAAABtI/XdA6NvDaCts/s1600-h/SDC10376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SzrlRoWNeyI/AAAAAAAABtI/XdA6NvDaCts/s320/SDC10376.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420897192544926498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;well, again i guess it have been ages since i last update my blog and again since i started working, i have been busy working and spending little bit more extra time with babylove. the time we spent have been very great, and there is no boredom even when we meet up almost everyday. not to forget, he's always being very sweet, to pick me up after work every single time even when i ended work late at night he will be there to pick me up eventhough after a long day at work. wait! but at times i do pick him up at work instead when i needed my work early hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic;" class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;with all the obstacles to go through with arguments happens on and off and when at certain point of time we do need to go through anger management,that does not mean we are drifting apart, instead it brought us much closer and stronger than before and that love just keeps growing and i love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SzrlQ1USOcI/AAAAAAAABs4/2yBgjoZWZTs/s1600-h/SDC10511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SzrlQ1USOcI/AAAAAAAABs4/2yBgjoZWZTs/s320/SDC10511.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420897178846640578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SzrlRMZ5lhI/AAAAAAAABtA/VHCBGuyMc7I/s1600-h/SDC10454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SzrlRMZ5lhI/AAAAAAAABtA/VHCBGuyMc7I/s320/SDC10454.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420897185044207122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;other than spending time with babylove, me and my family took a short time off from the busy world especially school holidays is ending soon for me and for most too. so abah planned 3days 2 night trip to kuala lumpur with his side this time. and i must really say this, it is the first time ever in my life to go for holidays with abah's side even though not the whole of his brother's and sister's family go with us but it was a definitely the first time ever exception for girlfriend and family that's a whole different thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i did had quite a great time with them even yes i can't denied i felt quite weird with them around as this had never happened. cause i only sees them once a year which is only during the hari raya other than that they seems to be out of my world and never exist. but sadly i was not really excited for my shopping spree there as mak was controlling me so badly with the things that i bought and going to buy, so i only bought two tops from mango and a jacket at nichii which i guess in total i spend half of the amount given to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;side track-2010 is about to come in hours time and ohh my how fast does time actually fly and it is already near the end of the year. well i don't have really many wishes and hopes in this coming year, the few things i just wish and hope for that i could pursue my dream to get into the earlychildhhod course and at the end of the day hope you can see me teaching your kids, insya'allah, another thing is that i hope this love between us will keep growing and never end, and we could go through any obstacles that comes by.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-221794097280188906?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/221794097280188906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=221794097280188906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/221794097280188906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/221794097280188906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/2009/12/well-again-i-guess-it-have-been-ages.html' title=''/><author><name>lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04012979723477183258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SzrlRoWNeyI/AAAAAAAABtI/XdA6NvDaCts/s72-c/SDC10376.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-8956128954500073903</id><published>2009-12-21T06:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T06:13:46.401-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh yes,my blog have been very dusty and dull for days since my vaio have been dying on me and so now i'm using my long lost companion since the day vaio replace it in my heart. anyway been busy lately with work and love life. and so i'm missing out so many other things like cataching up with dearest muneerah and my girlfriends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is so much to update but for now it will bee just this,before i forget i'll be off to malaysia for a short holiday with families this coming thursday and will be back on saturday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-8956128954500073903?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/8956128954500073903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=8956128954500073903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/8956128954500073903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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leave this wednesday and thursday as i have job training at sentosa. yes! finally i get a job and it is at sentosa, can't wait to get strated with the job and earning dollars for it. new moon will be out in few days time and am already planning to watch it with babylove this coming friday, can't. p.s: yesterday was mak's birthday. well happy birthday to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: yesterday was mak's birthday. well happy birthday to you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-185007504656087455?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/185007504656087455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=185007504656087455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/Sw6Y_eX1h8I/AAAAAAAABsw/rnxf-6TBEdg/s1600/SDC10177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/Sw6Y_eX1h8I/AAAAAAAABsw/rnxf-6TBEdg/s320/SDC10177.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408428418770765762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i missed school for two days and so i have been having a very long holidays and make my own off days. that made my attendance getting pretty bad this term. i seems restless and couldn't concentrate on my studies that well. tomorrow is hari raya haji and everyone inth house which is only my parents and i had kept ourselves busy the whole day,cleaning the house, baking cupcakes and mom busy cooking. now everything is ready for tomorrow except that mom still have yet done with her cooking and me, i have yet to iron my clothes for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i'm going o be so emotional now ,once i say it. yes, i can't denied that i on't forgt the day your tears fall, when i was about to fly off and the song that i dedicated to you is now ringing in my head. and now i'm having tat same feelings on the night of hari raya. ok, i think i should not go on further, miss you babylove&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-3807632132006908174?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/3807632132006908174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=3807632132006908174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/3807632132006908174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/3807632132006908174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-missed-school-for-two-days-and-so-i.html' title=''/><author><name>lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04012979723477183258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/Sw6Y_eX1h8I/AAAAAAAABsw/rnxf-6TBEdg/s72-c/SDC10177.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-4017109388621203765</id><published>2009-11-24T07:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T07:46:30.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/Swv85Zxy8yI/AAAAAAAABso/qgn39k7t0x8/s1600/SDC10097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/Swv85Zxy8yI/AAAAAAAABso/qgn39k7t0x8/s320/SDC10097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407693840690901794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a pretty rough day today, my stress level practically just rose up and i felt like a volcano about to erupt and somehow it start to affect me emotionally. all these happens because of the madness i had to go through while i was doing my mdp project where a lot of drawings &amp;amp; animation need to be done. well it does need a lot of patience to do this &amp;amp; today i lost my patience, practically now i have to build up back my wall of patience. i totally gave up on it when all my animations starts to go wrong and after umpteen times of tries, i just delete everything &amp;amp; sit back admiring my friend's work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow he made my day worse with the sudden arguments we had. anyway all i did was just sit down there trying to calm myself till 5pm. after school he picked me up at tampines and we slacked around the area,we were a-okay by then and he made me smile. that was what i needed with the hugs &amp;amp; kisses included. i can be loud &amp;amp; talkactive but i do have moments when i'm just at my lowest point of my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-4017109388621203765?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/4017109388621203765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=4017109388621203765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/4017109388621203765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/4017109388621203765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/2009/11/had-pretty-rough-day-today-my-stress.html' title=''/><author><name>lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04012979723477183258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/Swv85Zxy8yI/AAAAAAAABso/qgn39k7t0x8/s72-c/SDC10097.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-1885063573871979558</id><published>2009-11-23T03:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T04:21:54.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/Swp99hrG1dI/AAAAAAAABsg/NOqjsgY_w8k/s1600/SDC10172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/Swp99hrG1dI/AAAAAAAABsg/NOqjsgY_w8k/s320/SDC10172.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407272798576367058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday blues as always. anyway school was quite having make up lesson to get us ready for the upcoming grooming test. talking about test, i have yet to study for tomorrow beo test, great! after school babygirl's boify picked her up, they wanted to drop me off at bedok interchange as her boify is driving today. my intention was to just walk o simei alone but they insist and end up we slack around simei for a while. about 5plus, i decided to just take the mrt since it is near already. anyway babylove is having in-service today, so he will be finishing work at about 9plus pm, sob sob.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-1885063573871979558?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/1885063573871979558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=1885063573871979558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/1885063573871979558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/1885063573871979558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/2009/11/monday-blues-as-always.html' title=''/><author><name>lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04012979723477183258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/Swp99hrG1dI/AAAAAAAABsg/NOqjsgY_w8k/s72-c/SDC10172.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-2393489274494503562</id><published>2009-11-21T07:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T08:06:47.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SwgJQXoG-kI/AAAAAAAABsQ/rfllVssZ5d4/s1600/SDC10088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SwgJQXoG-kI/AAAAAAAABsQ/rfllVssZ5d4/s320/SDC10088.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406581529483082306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;since i can't wait for babylove to wake up and reply my text, i decided to call him and gave him a wake up call. as it have been 2 days rotting at home, and make myself fat,i wanted to meet babylove so much. so he pick me up and we drop by at tampines library as i need to return a book. then off to expo, &amp;amp; the johnlittle sales was  driving me crazy with ll the shoes, bags,make ups and perfume. after which we off to town as i've been wanting to go there for ages. walk around town and we ate at lucky plaza. before he sent me home, we slacked at tampines area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides all the fun i had, my lapy is getting on my nerves lately. it really need to see a doctor and i think my lappy will need to be warded in the icu.  i could not use the keyboard as some of the alphabets is mix up with the numbers. so as for now i have to use the on screen keyboard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-2393489274494503562?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/2393489274494503562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=2393489274494503562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/2393489274494503562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/2393489274494503562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/2009/11/since-i-cant-wait-for-babylove-to-wake.html' title=''/><author><name>lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04012979723477183258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SwgJQXoG-kI/AAAAAAAABsQ/rfllVssZ5d4/s72-c/SDC10088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-4314505431804737101</id><published>2009-11-20T15:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T15:02:00.378-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SwY7_n2aDSI/AAAAAAAABsI/GuRebnRJjqI/s1600/SDC10006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SwY7_n2aDSI/AAAAAAAABsI/GuRebnRJjqI/s320/SDC10006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406074366919839010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;it have been two days in a row i am absent from school. as i was sick and i just literally want to give all the classes a skip. i was really physically weak on wednesday as i was down with high fever at school, my cough starts to get from bad to worse,and i start to have the flu bug. babylove was nice to pick me up after school at tampines, and take care of me by giving me medicine and all that i needed to make me feel better. he insisted that i must not attend school the very next day while i insisted that i want to go school on thursday as i will be fine after taking the necessary medicine. but the very next morning, i gave school a missed as school starts at 3 and it was only mdp lesson for the day. as for today, my sickness had turned me to a very lazy girl to go to school especially my flu starts to get worst. so again i gave school a miss. and i've been rotting at home doing nothing except, eat,sleep,tv,eat,sleep,tv the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm getting fatter these way, sheesh! and i'm missing babylove badly,for two days too, he have been busy with work especially today he will beh having the night court.anyway to you guys out there don'y forget to bring an umbrella with you if you're going out, cause it have been raining heavily these days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-4314505431804737101?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/4314505431804737101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=4314505431804737101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/4314505431804737101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/4314505431804737101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/2009/11/it-have-been-two-days-in-row-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04012979723477183258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SwY7_n2aDSI/AAAAAAAABsI/GuRebnRJjqI/s72-c/SDC10006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-7012706128377517537</id><published>2009-11-17T08:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T08:49:17.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SwLSfFezjpI/AAAAAAAABsA/p0Z_AUTphks/s1600/P161109_204303-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SwLSfFezjpI/AAAAAAAABsA/p0Z_AUTphks/s320/P161109_204303-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405113934287179410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;it have been a rough day today at school and it disturbing me emotionally and physically. had small arguments with babylove, then all projects and assignments are hanging with loose ends, our locker could not be open - someone must had change the numbers to the lock and all books for all module is inside,GREAT!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the happy note, met babylove, no arguments we back in good shape and finally samsung ST50 is in my hand,yipee! and both babygirl and babylove is eyeing badly at my most top favourite gadgets which is my ipod touch and ST50. now must think twise before i bring out my gadgets to school and outings hehe! by the way i was feeling physically weak just now at school, sooner or later ill be the next person to fall sick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-7012706128377517537?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/7012706128377517537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=7012706128377517537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/7012706128377517537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/7012706128377517537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/2009/11/it-have-been-rough-day-today-at-school.html' title=''/><author><name>lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04012979723477183258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SwLSfFezjpI/AAAAAAAABsA/p0Z_AUTphks/s72-c/P161109_204303-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-4208108953762586241</id><published>2009-11-13T07:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T07:37:13.662-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/Sv14B1r_NvI/AAAAAAAABr4/KqOAlkjEJiw/s1600-h/15541_174148743025_787178025_2890351_8099755_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/Sv14B1r_NvI/AAAAAAAABr4/KqOAlkjEJiw/s320/15541_174148743025_787178025_2890351_8099755_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403607100901242610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;school has been tiring lately with certain days classes starts early, skipping classes as ms phua had been on mc for a week which made today a very pathetic day to school. by just attending just one module,and we're done for the day. to make the day worse, after calling the darul maa'wa organisation regarding the project that my group will be doing, we wer informed that we couldn't do the project on the month of december, because their schedule is full. damn it!!!! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;to my gropu members, as a back up plan, please put your heads together and grab your thinking caps, think of other events or project that we can do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been applying part time jobs at various retail companies,sentosa and more,i've been waiting for their calls.i badly need a job right now, to support may own daily basis needs. if i were to get one of the jobs, it means i will have lesser time to pamper my ownself,lesser time to spend with babylove and my babygirl. but no worries i wil spare time for all my love ones expecially my bestie,need to mee t up soon dear. i missing you badly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-4208108953762586241?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/4208108953762586241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=4208108953762586241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/4208108953762586241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/4208108953762586241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/2009/11/school-has-been-tiring-lately-with.html' title=''/><author><name>lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04012979723477183258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/Sv14B1r_NvI/AAAAAAAABr4/KqOAlkjEJiw/s72-c/15541_174148743025_787178025_2890351_8099755_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-6340079255866996420</id><published>2009-11-08T12:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T12:10:00.311-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>laugh till i need an oxygen tank, late night jokes with babylove and friends, 7plus am go to lalaland,a big whole in my wallet, no ke-chings! to buy cigg, my energy level is running low while my sleepyness level is running high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: to babygirl,thank you so much for everything on friday and saturday on behalf of my babylove too. to babylove's friend housni happy birthday!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-6340079255866996420?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/6340079255866996420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=6340079255866996420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/6340079255866996420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/6340079255866996420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/2009/11/laugh-till-i-need-oxygen-tank-late.html' title=''/><author><name>lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04012979723477183258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-885595148634929487</id><published>2009-11-04T17:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T17:57:52.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SvIwBkY0l-I/AAAAAAAABro/seIdRyME7Kc/s1600-h/DSC03723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SvIwBkY0l-I/AAAAAAAABro/seIdRyME7Kc/s320/DSC03723.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400431706676434914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning to fellow earthlinngs,i woke up pretty early today as i can't stand the cold feeling anymore as it raining cats and dogs just now. starts school at 1 pm today and last period will be a very irritating and boring period which is mdp. anyway &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;babylove is sick today,having cough and vomited early morning just now,worried for him. hope babylove get well soon and i'm truely sorry,if i know you were sick and at polyclinic i wouldn't have said all that,i didn't mean too,i was just following my feelings too mcuh. get well soon,take care,love you.&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/23848992-885595148634929487?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/885595148634929487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=885595148634929487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/885595148634929487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/885595148634929487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/2009/11/morning-to-fellow-earthlinngsi-woke-up.html' title=''/><author><name>lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04012979723477183258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SvIwBkY0l-I/AAAAAAAABro/seIdRyME7Kc/s72-c/DSC03723.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-6458211310904692599</id><published>2009-11-03T06:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T07:00:44.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SvBDfShqUHI/AAAAAAAABrg/hQIZgSfAQdU/s1600-h/Photo0870.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 164px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SvBDfShqUHI/AAAAAAAABrg/hQIZgSfAQdU/s320/Photo0870.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399890158045253746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a very long day at school,and by the time it was mdp period, i was very sleepy. and so i have evidence that i was very sleepy during that whole 3 hours period,which when mdm sapiah called me to read a hrase from the book, i didn't heard her calling for me. anyway supposingly, not meeting babylove today but he gave me a suprised as soon as i drop off from the bus, as i walk and babylove called me,after i answer,i saw him in front of me. no one,not even my ex had done such thing,it may benothing new for guys to do that and it may be something normal but it does made me smile widely and i appreciate it so much that even though he was very tired,he came straight there to just surprised. but all that surprised had to turn sour, i won't talk about that further but &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;i want to tell you,i'm sorry and i want you to know how much i appreciated the surprised you did,even though you were tired after a long day at work, you put all that aside just to gave me a surprise even knowing that i plan not to meet up today,it was really sweet. i love you,really.&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/23848992-6458211310904692599?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/6458211310904692599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=6458211310904692599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/6458211310904692599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/6458211310904692599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/2009/11/today-was-very-long-day-at-schooland-by.html' title=''/><author><name>lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04012979723477183258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SvBDfShqUHI/AAAAAAAABrg/hQIZgSfAQdU/s72-c/Photo0870.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-3160606816463296723</id><published>2009-11-02T07:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T08:18:21.118-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/Su8Eor-hMII/AAAAAAAABrY/6WjvlftQ--w/s1600-h/12940_1249181382509_1018709771_788701_7720924_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/Su8Eor-hMII/AAAAAAAABrY/6WjvlftQ--w/s320/12940_1249181382509_1018709771_788701_7720924_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399539575286739074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;school was so damn boring today and yes babylove was mad at me for skipping class again which i kinda of promise him not to skip anymore class. but can't help it,its like a habit already hehe. blame on babygirl for passing the skipping class disease, hehe, joking sayang. anyway this month and next month will be my most pack months, tons of project to be done especially project management. now i know how high is the stress level being a leader. by the way i have yet to do my fast game revision for tomorrow beo class test because there's many other important things that weighing on my mind. well, tomorrow class starts at 8am so the&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; sian&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-3160606816463296723?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/3160606816463296723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=3160606816463296723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/3160606816463296723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/3160606816463296723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/2009/11/school-was-so-damn-boring-today-and-yes.html' title=''/><author><name>lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04012979723477183258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/Su8Eor-hMII/AAAAAAAABrY/6WjvlftQ--w/s72-c/12940_1249181382509_1018709771_788701_7720924_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-4053899938809738059</id><published>2009-11-01T21:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T21:39:37.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>currently just woke up, with many things weighing on my mind. many things need to be done and this coming week will be very pack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things need to be done:&lt;br /&gt;-hand in proposal to mdm haj&lt;br /&gt;-after which get started with the project&lt;br /&gt;-tuesday class test for beo unit 2&lt;br /&gt;-friday chalet 9pray hard i could go to the chalet &amp;amp; ton)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still have yet to start on my quick revision for the upcoming class test,but that dosen't seems to be important to me cause only one thing that makes me have lesser time to sleep which is the chalet on the upcoming friday. this whole week i have to be a good girl, go home straight after school ends and hoping i could psycho my parents today,letting me not just attending the chalet but sleep over too. so babygirl and babylove, please pray hard so that i could sleep over on friday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-4053899938809738059?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/4053899938809738059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=4053899938809738059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/4053899938809738059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/4053899938809738059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/2009/10/currently-just-woke-up-with-many-things.html' title=''/><author><name>lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04012979723477183258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-500535468338067138</id><published>2009-10-31T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T10:13:15.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SuxwBM1NS-I/AAAAAAAABrQ/jM7SwT8diTs/s1600-h/love-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 91px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SuxwBM1NS-I/AAAAAAAABrQ/jM7SwT8diTs/s320/love-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398813219236957154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a last minute meet up with babygirl,especially with unexpected news early morning. hafiz suddenly needed the proposal for our project management by 6pm and another proposal that needed to be handed to mdm haj by tuesday shit!. after many years just being the group members in a group, now i'm the leader for this project. now then i feel how stress can you be in order to get the project done as group especially when certain things needed to get it done and over with in a rush. to make the day worse, earlier afternoon had a small arguments with babylove, but in the end it was fine, so asked babylove to send me to bugis and accompany me meeting babygilr,ira. hehe, i became ms late girl today, and babygirl was hopping mad for a while, sorry :(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we went to the national library but it was packed, so we decided to follow the rest of singaporeans who couldn't find a sit and just sit on the floor eventhough the sign saying do not sot on the floor. monkey see monkey do. but few minutes later we were told off by the manager and we chase ourselves ut of the library and find a better place to do our wotk and fill our empty stomach. since everywhere was packed, we found a sit at kfc. had a blast with babygirl and babylove, two special people in my life who won't stop being my laughing gas, and all i do is keep laughing non-stop. after all the jokes and fun, we got down to serious matter, to start planning back our project and doing the proposal while babylove serious business was playing sudoku on my ipod touch. he is getting hooked up with sudoku after i taught him how to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while dicussing about the project, suddenly there was a downpour and we continue sit there for us till i lost track on the time. seeing that the kfc starts to get packed i decided to give up the seats to the others who wants to eat and had no place to sit. so we spent minutes standing outside kfc, hoping that the rain will stop soon or at least not that heavy. seeing that the rain slowly starts to stop for a while, we quickly get our feets to bugis junction and hoping to go back to the national library. but lucky us as son as we reach bugis junction then the downpour starts again, the bad thing was we couldn't go back to the national libray. so babygirl, gave a suggestion to find a place at the jcob's donut. so we waited for a while hoping some one will pity us and gave up seats for us, and so yes!. so babylove was hungry again while i'm craving for donut, we bought half a dozen of donuts and ice chocolate blended. babylove ate alot today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while chilling out there, i asked ira to start on the proposal as her english is good, so i decide to let her type out the proposal and i will edit and add in more stuffs when i reach home. after which around 8pm plus, we go on our seperate ways. it starts to drizzle again, and i was praying that it won't rain that heavily causing i'm carrying my backpack with m precious lappy inside which i will be riding babylove's bike. i was praying so hard just now. then, went to babylove's house for a while, to get myself all dried up a bit but ibu and ayah and his sister was not at home as they go jb. so around 10pm, babylove's sent me home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: babylove was such a cutey boy today,help me carry my backpack after pestering him so much with my complains, that my back is aching,hehe. yet i'm feeling guilty as babylove lost his cash card after he forgotten to take it out from the erp machine, it's like partly my fault, that i didn't remind him to keep his cah card in his wallet. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-500535468338067138?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/500535468338067138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=500535468338067138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/Suhv9Nlu-RI/AAAAAAAABrI/1Odfvtc48Ts/s1600-h/P231009_19511-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/Suhv9Nlu-RI/AAAAAAAABrI/1Odfvtc48Ts/s320/P231009_19511-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397687250814171410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In every relationship there's bound to have bumpy roads and obstacles to go through. for some it will take some time ,for others it will just take a while before they able to see the rainbow after the rain. but no matter how long we have to go through the bumpy roads and obstacles, these are the things that made the relationship more stronger and from the disagreements and fights we able to understand each other much more better. nearly 3 months now with babylove, and no doubt at times we do have disagreements, but every disagreements we had, we try to find the key to the problem and learn from our mistakes. in fact, he may be my mr naggy, hehe, but he is not just the king to my heart but my bestfriend too. he will be there for me at my lowest point, be my pillar of strength, always support me. and i know if i were to fall, he will pull me up. i almost forget, he is also my mr alarm clock everyday, to wake me up from school, he will pester me with calls and messages to make me wide awake. all i can say is, thank you so much for everything, i love you from the bottom of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand - babylove must be very tired, to keep running after time just to pick me up after work,for the 1 week plus, and also sending me back home. sorry baby, for taking up so much of your energy. whats more it have been almost everyday i spending time with babylove, and i keep hunger for more time with him. well, 3 days of leave from school and i will be back tomorrow as its time for me to de-stress after a hell of pressure for the past 3 days especially today and yesterday,because it was math paper. beside the pressure i had, i was touched by babylove's mom, as because of me babylove received a bombshell suddenly. also, i really felt bad that babylove's mom thought that i don't like to come to babylove's house which is not why i was sulking while at babylove's house. but because of sudden agreement. really felt bad on that :( anyway to my babygirl, see you tomorrow, missing you so much too,love ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-1033132142521423216?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/1033132142521423216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-6208233580510652540</id><published>2009-10-16T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T09:34:26.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;now we're caught in a circle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;a constant battle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;still going on strong &amp;amp; this heart still belongs to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-8062454907538719847</id><published>2009-10-07T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T23:15:00.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm back,my plane landed late afternoon just now. so many things to update with many memories to be shared and never forget but i will not do that,until i receive all the pictures and till my brother get his camera usb. so for now just sit tight and wait for the update of the trip while i take my rest for these few days left of holidays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-8062454907538719847?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-8660511390533541952</id><published>2009-10-05T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T11:44:00.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2 more days left and soon i'll be back. so many things to do,with so little time to spare. i wanna meet up with girlfriends and babylove before school starts next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from chiang mai-baan tawai,coffee d cafe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: happy 2 months anny in advance babylove, i love you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-8660511390533541952?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/8660511390533541952/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-5352902400648478858</id><published>2009-10-02T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T16:00:02.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>currently right now at baan tawai-tourism shopping spot. everyone is attached to different shop,and unlucky i have to work under the furniture shop. the worse thing of all no matter what shop you'&lt;br /&gt;re attache to,there's no work and no customer.sp practically we have a job but no work to do and everyone just slacking aroun,do some shopping and walk around and now i'm currently updating using the free flow of internet at coffee D cafe and i dont know how much already i had spent my money here with all the tasty drinks available but definitely very cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm left with 5 more day sto go and i'll be back in spore,i'm really homesick right and i'm missing my local food there as it is hard to find any muslims food here and i have to eat maggie every single night for dinner. i have a lot shopping to do till i beg my dad to transfer me money through bank account so i could shop and i have some spare money for my daily basis here. i'm missing babylove too eventhough i call him every single night. can't to be back home,not having a healthy meal here and not having a good rest but definitely have a lot of fun with the thai students and the rest from different courses of ite. update soon again when i have time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;directly from chiang mai-baan tawai,coffee D Cafe&lt;br /&gt;to babylove-love you miss you,take care&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-5352902400648478858?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-5999972131737060338</id><published>2009-09-23T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T10:36:19.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hyex peeps Pinko here AkA Malique(fatin`s bf)</title><content type='html'>Hyex peeps out there,this is not fatin but Malique her guy...just want to inform u peeps that fatin will be back from thailand on 7oct...By then,she will update her blog again..but now she ask me to blog for her this...so if u want to see any updates,wait till she comes back on 7oct..ok...just hope she will have a safe journey thru n fro...Take care when youre out there BABY..LOVE YOU ALOT!!!!..Muax...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: all my accounts will be taken care of by my babylove (malique) any messages that need to be pass to me within that two weeks while i'm away, you can pass it to him by contacting him through my tagged,facebook &amp;amp; friendster. and miss you!!! to all my babes and cliques espcially babylove - from fatin nadirah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-5999972131737060338?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/5999972131737060338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=5999972131737060338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/5999972131737060338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/5999972131737060338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/2009/09/hyex-peeps-pinko-here-aka-maliquefatins.html' title='hyex peeps Pinko here AkA Malique(fatin`s bf)'/><author><name>lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04012979723477183258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-7815729376559450828</id><published>2009-09-22T02:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T02:45:00.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SrfHwSvrp_I/AAAAAAAABq4/LxVmqR-1Ohc/s1600-h/hariraye-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SrfHwSvrp_I/AAAAAAAABq4/LxVmqR-1Ohc/s320/hariraye-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383991512024197106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;its the festive season but it feels as though it is just the same normal days and i'm left with 1 day left before i'm off to thailand. the excitement seems to be gone, and all i'm thinking is my babylove i'm leaving for two weeks, all those far stech wild imaginition and mixed emotions have filling up my brains and heart. but than it feels like a battlfield right now,no more words i can use to say it all but i hope i just have moments with him with peace before i go off. anyway i have yet pack my stuff and ira already, i'm so will be busy later today packing up m stuffs and get few more stuffs at a very last minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;except for me and you&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/23848992-7815729376559450828?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/7815729376559450828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=7815729376559450828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/7815729376559450828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/7815729376559450828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-festive-season-but-it-feels-as.html' title=''/><author><name>lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04012979723477183258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SrfHwSvrp_I/AAAAAAAABq4/LxVmqR-1Ohc/s72-c/hariraye-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-7878772638520724382</id><published>2009-09-20T02:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T10:49:18.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SrUkpYlLowI/AAAAAAAABqw/j4lnaHEWDOQ/s1600-h/Photo0924-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SrUkpYlLowI/AAAAAAAABqw/j4lnaHEWDOQ/s320/Photo0924-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383249222982935298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's morning of the festive season that everyone has waiting for,and yes i'm not asleep yet. no one will be sleeping at this kind of time,i'm mean who will sleep at this time when every house is busy preparing all the dishes,giving the house a last touch up and take a ride down to geylang for the last time, which i'm pretty fustrated rightnow because of that. firstly, i have a lot of things to buy, i have yet to get my brooch for my tradisional clothes,i dont have a bag and whatsmore a pair of high heels to go with it. this year hari raya is really a cock up. to make me feel worse is that whenever i want to go out like earlier afternoon yesterday, my parents keep nagging at me to stay at home and help out. its like as though i never help out in the house all these while, never feel appreciated around the house. and just a moment ago my brother came back home,and there he off to geylang for sure using the car, and i was so fucking fed up,i repeat i'm so fucking fed up when my parents just let him just like that. he's the one should get all the naggings not me. only back home for a few times in a month and never help out around the house, but he is always given such nice treatment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway on the happy note- like i said i went earlier afternoon yesterday. it took me quite a time to find reasons just tto see babylove for the last time before i'm off to chiang mai. it was my best moments of all with babylove. we went to marina square to find his shoes and shirts for hari raya, but nothing attrated him. so i decided to take a trip down to bugis,as there is more choices over there. but one funny thing happened at the marina square carpark, he actually forgot where and which level he park his bike (hehe,sorry babylove,). itwas such a funny incident that i could get it off my mind cause thats whats happened too when we met for the first at the very same place also. anyway at bugis street,i discovered something about babylove, he is one fussy guy. or i should say a very fussy guy ,worse than me or any ladies out there. it took us rounds and rounds at bugis street but then he decided to find his shirt at cotton on same goes for his shoes. and it took him so long to decide which shirt i snicer and the shoes too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;him being so fussy,the shirt length is long,the shirt is big eventhough it is s size, one a bigger size shoe - don;t how bug does he wants he shoes to be etc etc. and up i became the fashion doctor for the day for babylove and he didnt just made himself having a great headache to choose all the clothes and shoes but he made me have a great big headache too. - shopping habis eh babylove. with all the laughter and smiles we had, along the way,there a few moments when he start to kept quiet and his eyes filled with tears. i asked him a lot time and he was really down that i'm left with few days before i'm off for two weeks to chiang mai. once he send me back at my block, his eyes start to filled with tears again and it was hard for him to let me go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;and not to forget i want to wish all my friends,family members and all muslims selamat hari raya, mohom maaf zahir dan batin,jika ada salah dan silap ataupun terkasar bahasa harap dapat di maafkan,dan siape-siape yang pernah belanje makan adan minum harap dihalalkan. dan moga semue bahagia di samping orang-orang yang disayangi. harap yang dekat luar sane doa kan saye di sini selamat pergi dan balik.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SrUkpYlLowI/AAAAAAAABqw/j4lnaHEWDOQ/s72-c/Photo0924-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-5122206457257598777</id><published>2009-09-17T17:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T17:55:00.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SrH1uws1ClI/AAAAAAAABqo/GTvUjVzR2cM/s1600-h/9427_1218195687886_1018709771_69-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 184px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SrH1uws1ClI/AAAAAAAABqo/GTvUjVzR2cM/s320/9427_1218195687886_1018709771_69-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382353213380168274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;had a fantastic time with my bestgirl and not to forget with babylove too. it was a last minute meet up as i asked her if she could accompany me to the library and i thought of going to the esplanade library. she agreed to it and thanks for accompany me :) well we meet at cityhall and we had a very long and non stop chat as we walk to the library. but we decided to just sit at the rooftop of esplanade as the library did have the books we wanted and it was packed. so we just sat for a while at the rooftop and cam-whoring for a while before we headed down to marina suquare and we did window shopping. we even plan of having a shopping spree together :). then sat around outside marina square and cam-whoring again while waiting for babylove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i agreed to iftar together with his friend. while waiting him, he made up a white lie,when i called him asking his whereabouts and what time he will be reaching marina with his friend. at first,he said he was still at his workplace and they might be late,as it was quite raining heavily in the late afternoon yesterday. but suddenly he popped out this question"you're wearing red top right?" i was shcocked, and thre he is standing at the opposite at the mc donald, great. after which,i had yet done talking to him,he put the down the phone an di tried to called him,and i was being like a spoiled kid,asking why he just left me there when he actually was lareday beside me,great! suke tipu-tipe orang eh bluek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bestgirl went home,and i iftar with babylove and his friends at seoul garden. i was made like a garbage bin being filled with delicious foods by babylove. he kept putting food in my plate non-stop. &amp;amp; time for dessert when he keep pestering me to finish up my food and get some ice cream. after everyone had done eating all the mouth tatsy food, we headed down to ecp. did i forgot, that we finish eating our feast at around 9plus which is from 7plus,hahaha! i didnt realised we actually sat at the seoul grden for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think this is the so called 2nd outing with babylove's friends, as much as i tried to fit with the company, i don't want people to think that i just can't be bothered with them and be there because of babylove, but thats just me, the quite type of person when i just barely know the people around me but soon after i'll be a very loud microphone,hehe. i left with few days to go and am hoping i able to meet up with babylove before i go thailand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-5122206457257598777?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SrH1uws1ClI/AAAAAAAABqo/GTvUjVzR2cM/s72-c/9427_1218195687886_1018709771_69-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-714842648687718720</id><published>2009-09-14T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T12:45:00.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i left with only 1 week 2 days,till the OIA trip, and i'm hoping i able to get enough cash for the trip. i only have prepared the clothes i think i'm gonna bring there but still i need some suggestion from baby love of which should i wear or nor,bring it or not. my dad had thrown away the big luggage, and i only have the medium one t=for the trip and it dosen't look like the medium size to me,it is like so small for me only enough to put my clothes inside and done,no more space for other things.  guess i will need to bring an extra beg. i get all the things i need by tomorrow and i have start packing already but one thing i realised that once i packed i have no more clothes to wear if i'm going out,great!, see i need more clothes in my wardrobe. it seems that wardrobe is also fasting and hunger for more clothe sto be feed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;counting down...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-714842648687718720?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/714842648687718720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=714842648687718720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/714842648687718720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/714842648687718720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-left-with-only-1-week-2-daystill-oia.html' title=''/><author><name>lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04012979723477183258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-7944173817786020655</id><published>2009-09-12T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T23:10:00.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was down with high fever last night after take the flu jab earlier afternoon yesterday as those who will be going for the chiang mai and chiang rai, had to take the jab for prevention of any high rise illness like h1n1 etc. after taken the jab it was fine at first when my hand starts to get numb and aching. after which take a trip down to pasir ris with bestgirl to book the chalet for november, 'police department' chalet,haha. walk around before meeting baby love. so i was being extra nice yesterday with baby love that i head down to sengkang and wait for him under his block after his work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then slack around at tampines,till i didn realise it was late already as yesterday was the first time i didnt even bothered to check the time. anyway that later at night after i took my bath,my whole body was shivering as if i was being put in a refrigerator, and i was then down with high fever as one of the side effects of the jab is fever. i didnt have a good night sleep yesterday cause i dont even feel that i was sleeping,it was as though i was just resting my eyes,to make it worse the fever made my left hand ache like hell and by morning was all worn out, and i almost feeling like fainting. my whole body was weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the happy note,meet up with baby love and it was so hard to physco my parents to let me go out but i did i. i will get what i want no matter how hard its is hehe. left 1 week plus if you at the side of my blog till the thailand trip and again i have yet start packing up my stuff and i have to cut down a lot on my shopping list before going for thailand as i'm really in financial tight after my parents lost a large sum of money just like that,so sian! finiding ways to fork up money for the trip, hopefully by then i have enough cash for the trip and thanks to my bestgirl for getting the stuffs that we will be sharing,thanks a lot,love you !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-7944173817786020655?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-6464658637332772454</id><published>2009-09-10T00:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T00:31:00.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday was the last paper for the end term examination which was ofc, at first i was pretty confidence cause i did remember the format and all but my 50% confidence for the paper went down back to 0% when i think i cock up again while doing the reply letter the first few part of the intro and what so ever. haiyo! how to 4-pointer student like this. anyway exams ended,school holidays is here. school holidays is  fun and yes good like baby love said,good for him as he had long left school days of course he wishes for these kind holidays,but for me i'm totally not really looking forward to this holiday this time. even though i had plan my holidays wisely and i really do hope everything goes as plan, then i guess it will all be ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing for sure i really hope i able to get back to my used to be workplace at mercu kindergarten, to earn extra cash eventhough for a week, to do my shopping and filling up my hungry wallet with those nice sweet smell of dollars notes. eventhough tomorrow is the start of holidays,but not the start for enjoyment, as i have a lot of list to do ready filling up for every single day of the week. to make it worse, since hari raya is around the corner, my parents had already given me a list of work to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand, i realised that the clique had start to breaking up but we do stil sit down together at school to catch up on each other but other than that, now i'm more close with my babes in class, lala,qin,kina,bedah etc,simply to put the whole lot of the malay girls in my class, but of course not to forget my bestgirl will always be the first. anyway, will be missing my babes as it is school holidays already. &amp;amp; tomorrow is the start of my busy days,great! hmph!. my mood seems to be downturn as ms redlight is here,so ya. nt in a good mood lately even though i tried not to show it off especially with baby love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-6464658637332772454?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/6464658637332772454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=6464658637332772454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/6464658637332772454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/6464658637332772454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/2009/09/yesterday-was-last-paper-for-end-term.html' title=''/><author><name>lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04012979723477183258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-3320104074354162271</id><published>2009-09-09T01:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T01:55:00.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>earlier afternoon yesterday,had my second paper which is customer relations, my confidence level totally went down from 100% to 0%. as i couldnt remember most of the answer but the multiple choice was simple, totally cock up the whole structured questions section. anyway will be having the last paper later in the afternoon, all i need to store in all the format of documents inside my brain for till 11am to 1pm. so after the paper,it's holidays!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway cant sleep right now as im having a bad backache and stomach cramp,that killing me badly.hopefully the pain will only last me for the night and spare me during the exam period later. &amp;amp; chating/webcam-ing with baby love right now,but still i'm dead bored cause baby love busy with some stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-3320104074354162271?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/3320104074354162271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>earlier afterfoon just now had my first paper which was osa, bestgirl and i manage to reach class just in time few minutes before the paper started. i looked around surprisingly nick came earlier than us. but some how hafiz seems to be giving attitude again by not able to come for the exam which is damn important. like i said again exam not just a normal test but end term exams. anyway when the exam start, i did well i guess for the first document they gave but as for the second document i was lost reading one of the instructions,but the worse thing ever that happened to me during the exam period was the last document,i was near the end,and i was stucked during that point of time lucky me i have ana ngel beside me and mdm sapiah helping with tiny bit of hint, and i was damn happy that i hugged the computer,quickly finishe up the rest of it ,print and go yipee!!!. i managed to finished up the whole 3 documents 1/2hr before the end time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow will be having crn paper,which requires a lot of memorising and using up the whole meemory of my brain and i really hope i can store all the information inside till tomorrow afternoon. so the details will just flow out of my brain and i can play jigsaw puzzle during the paper, fixing the answer to the right questions. wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-3135170808351001109?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/3135170808351001109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=3135170808351001109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/3135170808351001109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/3135170808351001109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/2009/09/earlier-afterfoon-just-now-had-my-first.html' title=''/><author><name>lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04012979723477183258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-2608365242385247355</id><published>2009-09-06T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T22:20:00.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woke up pretty early today,just to go my math class. like i said yawning is contagious and all i do for the whole 2hour plus was yawn and yawn and yawn yet also trying to wake baby love up cause apparently my dad had to work in the morning till late evening. so i kinda took a chance to meet baby love again. so just in time managed to wake baby love up and he's picking me up. so i know he will need to take some time just to reach its destination. so i decided to aske dbaby love to pick me up at tampines library as my hardworking diseases suddenly starts to take over me. so went to tampines library, search for interesting and fun novels to read but i didint managed to survey the whole room of adult and young people fictins section as baby love was lots while trying to find me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so meet him at the first level. then slack around tampines area till 7plus. well cant help it as everytime baby love is by my side, my butt will just be glued beside him and i just hate to go home. while speding moments together, something important really slipped my mind for the past few days as my brain only fills with the word exams which is my 1 month anniversary, sorry baby love, how forgetful can i be. i was shocked as he whisper to me and wishing us 1month anniversary. i couldnt believe that i could forget about that and to even make sure i check my calender in my hp. anyway good luck to OQ peeps for all the papers during these days of exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;i love you not for money,not for materials...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;but i love you for who you are...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-2608365242385247355?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/2608365242385247355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>had blast today,with my best girl,baby love and my crazy babes. lots of laughter and jokes that keep me smiling even though im freaking down over what had happened at earlier this afternoon. thanks for the donuts baby love. he really love to indulge me with food, kept asking if wanted this and that. im not getting but getting an inch fatter every single day.well while waiting for baby love to end work earlier,and to pick me up, i do some revision and i manage to finished my ofc revision all is left with crn and osa,but osa just do a bit of memorising of certain functions that keep slipping my mind and i'll be ready set go for the osa paper on monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to best girl, thank you,for coming down - see im good at physo-ing hehe (yelah, tapi kene bully hmph!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in our family portrait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we look pretty happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lets play pretend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;let's act like it come naturally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-1090034252172899018?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/1090034252172899018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=1090034252172899018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/1090034252172899018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/1090034252172899018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/2009/09/had-blast-todaywith-my-best-girlbaby.html' title=''/><author><name>lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04012979723477183258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-345725942079063853</id><published>2009-09-03T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T23:50:00.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i gave school a miss today again, as i was freaking lazy to go for only two module lessons. and i woke up really late today, when suddenly i was shocked from my sleep as my mom banging on my door asking me what time am going to school. as i see my clock, it was 1 pm already and i smiled cause school time ended already and i pretend that i was shocked that i woke late for school,so my mom nag at me for a while kept asking me to set my alram clock so i will not be late again. lucky me, my ca didn't ring me up at home,pheww!!! instead of revising for exams next week, i watch tv and even offer myself to accompany my mom to sheng siong and baked some muffins today,hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;side track- im missing baby love badly, will be going out this week as i need to keep myself busy with revisions and shooping for thailand trip so only meeting baby love next saturday on the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;TWELVE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;yipeee!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-345725942079063853?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/345725942079063853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=345725942079063853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/345725942079063853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/345725942079063853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-gave-school-miss-today-again-as-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04012979723477183258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-9016874791942644521</id><published>2009-09-02T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T20:15:00.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>KARAOKE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm addicted to karaoke-ing already, as it have been twice in a row in a week, that i have a small short karaoke-ing with my fellow dearest. so ya,after school today we were at lost of what to do, the boys-zakir &amp;amp; nick only wanted to slack around at tampines, while me and my best girl,wanted to do something and as for shakinah she was at lost to whether going home or not. so me who always been good at phsyco-ing people, i managed to physco zakir and nick to go for karaoke-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so took a bus from school and straight went to grandlink. well the place was quite pathetic but it dosent matter anyway. so at first the boys was just bore dto death and we girls were the one enjoying ourselves choosing all the songs and singing that made my throat dry at the end of the day. in end, nick start to enjoy the karaoke-ing session after left with few minutes before it ends. and he even suggested of going karaoke-ing again tomorrow - dengar orang tu kate boring pe hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with all the fun i had, i still have yet touch on my revision when exams are just next week. gosh!!! becoming such a lazy bum bum and getting a inch fatter since the start of ramadhan. get your freaking butt of the bed lah fatin!! - talking about ramadhan, hari ray will be here soon in no time and during karaoke-ing we foun hari ray song, and we sing it like nobody business hahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i missing my baby love so much!-sad sad he have to take the morning shift again,no more meeting him early morning before school starts and sending me to school :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-3689239850599981060</id><published>2009-09-01T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T06:15:00.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stop pressing me for more...&lt;br /&gt;cause i will just sit there and just shut my mouth...&lt;br /&gt;its the pasts and i don't want it to affect me no more...&lt;br /&gt;even though i know i could not erase all that...&lt;br /&gt;it had ended some time ago...&lt;br /&gt;let it left hanging cause i won't be bothered to put a full stop to it...&lt;br /&gt;and now i've found my love life...&lt;br /&gt;im blessed to have him here with me...&lt;br /&gt;but why for a moment it started of so good...&lt;br /&gt;and now its like a battlefield...&lt;br /&gt;he won the war &amp;amp; i lost flat on my face...&lt;br /&gt;i know these are the obstacles that i had to go through...&lt;br /&gt;but i want it to stop now or at least soon...&lt;br /&gt;cause i could not take it anymore with all the pressure around me...&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to fake no more...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-3689239850599981060?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/3689239850599981060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=3689239850599981060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/3689239850599981060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/3689239850599981060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/2009/09/stop-pressing-me-for-more.html' title=''/><author><name>lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04012979723477183258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-152763202639333159</id><published>2009-08-30T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T15:42:00.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mixed emotions</title><content type='html'>well,yesterday went to baby love's house for his belated birthday celebration and it was the first time i met not just his family but few of the aunts,uncles,cousins and dearest grandma of his. i was loss in my own land as i sit there like a statue, dont what should i do or say and i remembered i tol baby love to promise me not to leave me alone ,not even an inch, cause i dont know the way round during that time. i was given i think a warm welcome by the family, some sort everyone was teasing me away and all i could do is smile,and again smile,and just smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i sat there till around 10plus at night, so he send me home which, fatin will always be fatin, it was still early for me. at first i wanted to down to geylang but he didnt want too so then i decided to go downtown,just walk around and then we walk by the pasir ris beach. anyway i think some sort his mom have given him green light, me being his girlfriend. as his mom did said something to me but my mind then suddenly went blank and i could hardly hear what she says, but from our guessing it means, i should come by often and not be shy anymore by then, right baby love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;not to forget just a note to everyone who has my hp no. could you kindly please text me together with your name&lt;/span&gt; as i lost all my contacts since i get my sim card replaced because of my stupidity. don't ask me what happened,cause it really does feel stupid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-152763202639333159?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/152763202639333159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=152763202639333159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/152763202639333159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/152763202639333159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/2009/08/mixed-emotions.html' title='mixed emotions'/><author><name>lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04012979723477183258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-382456894538315583</id><published>2009-08-29T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T00:35:00.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>coming back to earth</title><content type='html'>its nearly 1 am in the morning and i've been alone at home for the past few hours as i damn lazy to follow my parents go jb for the very last minute which i hate it so much. after spending seconds and minutes watching tv,and keep changing channel every minute and now turning to my lappy. i can die of boredom now, nothing to keep me busy cause im wide awake right after i took a short nap just now and when i woke i realised it was already 10pm WOW!. i'm dying of boredom and baby love busy slacking at pasir ris not fair, how i wish im ther beside him, at least it kills time even just by staring at me without doing anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later evening,there should be a small outing with few of the darlings oq,but since many couldnt turn we might as well just cancel the plan to break fast together. and im at loss of what to do later which absolutely i will be attending english class, just can't be bothered anymore with that shit. maybe will be going to baby love's house for his belated birthday celeberation, not confirm yet,if not i will rot in my room again and die of boredom. anyway after school yesterday had loads of fun again with my girl and khairul, all the laughter and jokes,and not to forget the magic tricks kahirul did that left me and ira like huh? okkk~.but before that the 3 of us slack with my baby love and zakir,of course i do have fun with tthem around me especially ira, who never fauils to make others laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams is around the corner and im still hanging around at the fun fair, have not yet start on any revisions, what more i have to touch on my bpf,the test which i missed because of english oral,and id ont even know when i'll be taking the test, just hav eto wait for th eupdate from my teacher. but certainly i'm looking forward for tomorrow after math class, which hoping i will be doinga small shopping spree with my parents :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;fun &amp;amp; games always get in the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&amp;amp; i need to come down back to earth &amp;amp; start cracking&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/23848992-382456894538315583?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/382456894538315583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=382456894538315583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/382456894538315583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/382456894538315583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/2009/08/coming-back-to-earth.html' title='coming back to earth'/><author><name>lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04012979723477183258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-854206493635884714</id><published>2009-08-27T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T20:45:00.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you suck!</title><content type='html'>earlier this afternoon, had my english oral which i was allocated to damai sec. by the time i reached around the school area, the students just finished school, and i was like how am i to look for the place that i have to report to. while writing down my name at the security guard counter, lucky me, my ex schoolmate arrived and she retaking english too :). so we were told by the guards that we just have to go straight to the canteen and wait. by the time we reached the canteen, we were at loss,cause we didnt see any private candidate at the canteen. and lucky me again :), i saw my another ex school mate, fatiin!!!! (ok,we have the same name), so we just followed her. like can you imagine, as you reached the canteen there were no signs pasted to where the private candidate had to report. they only pasted the signs around the classroom block, like wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i wa slike the 2nd last person for the day for my group which was after fatiin. so babylove picked me up after which we just slack around tampines area before sending me home. there it goes, 3 days of his mc, and again tomorrow i'll be only meeting for like 1hr plus only, sad sad. it is alwys not enough time for me to spend time with babylove,just wish i could have him by myside every seconds of my life. and i'm counting down...around 27 more days to go,weeeeee! thailand-chiang mai here i come! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i almost forget, to dad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;,may Allah bless you with good health :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-854206493635884714?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/854206493635884714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=854206493635884714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/854206493635884714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/854206493635884714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-suck.html' title='you suck!'/><author><name>lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04012979723477183258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-1581172410613275614</id><published>2009-08-26T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T20:10:00.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>laughing is the best medicine</title><content type='html'>today,i so called skip school today as i was too damn lazy to attend the high element activities and my girl was damn mad at me hehe. plan to go school at 2 to attend lessons but in the end there were only lla lesson and worse only come for attendance and take a book from her, and thats for the day so after hearing that from my girl. i decided to skip and meet up with her and baby love also khairul came down to give me the notes i needed, so asked him along to slack with me, baby love and my girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had loads of fun, with all the laughter, lame jokes &amp;amp; stories, and im loving it. anyway i'll be absent for school tomorrow, as i will be having oral tomorrow,and i have to give my bpf exam a miss tomorrow and i hate that, cause the paper i'll be getting might be harder than the paper for tomorrow damn!, why both important exams have to be on the same day. so wish me luck for tomorrow oral,chiaoz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-1581172410613275614?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/1581172410613275614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=1581172410613275614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/1581172410613275614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/1581172410613275614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/2009/08/laughing-is-best-medicine.html' title='laughing is the best medicine'/><author><name>lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04012979723477183258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-2416004588148840067</id><published>2009-08-25T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T07:23:40.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>birthday boy &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SpKmvjmoluI/AAAAAAAABqg/lj1Gc-BkwBE/s1600-h/04082009040-1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 277px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SpKmvjmoluI/AAAAAAAABqg/lj1Gc-BkwBE/s320/04082009040-1-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373540641347770082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABY LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;May you always be in pink health.&lt;br /&gt;May you always be bless by Him and protect you from any harm.&lt;br /&gt;May you always be happy with your family by your side and me also.&lt;br /&gt;I love you always, may we able to celebrate more of your birthday&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; not forget mine too hehe, in the upcoming years down the road.&lt;br /&gt;Insya'allah, amin.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SpKmvjmoluI/AAAAAAAABqg/lj1Gc-BkwBE/s72-c/04082009040-1-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-4586032311639246188</id><published>2009-08-22T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T23:52:00.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>few days back, my ca - ms phua organized a potluck party for the class. it was the only moment you could see that everyone is actually bonded with each other after for months being as class, other that that very moment you will only see everyone being with their own clique, in fact most of us agreed on that. there's over hundreds of photos taken by few different cameras so different photo will have different quality,and i cant possibly upload all of them here, so these are few of the pictures,enjoy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SpAR6-XHUGI/AAAAAAAABqY/8Yn1axqRfuw/s1600-h/DSC00617-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SpAR6-XHUGI/AAAAAAAABqY/8Yn1axqRfuw/s320/DSC00617-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372814060323033186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SpAR6OCH3HI/AAAAAAAABqQ/4lP5-UrvDY8/s1600-h/6336_119851381316_592991316_2478-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SpAR6OCH3HI/AAAAAAAABqQ/4lP5-UrvDY8/s320/6336_119851381316_592991316_2478-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372814047350086770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SpAQz09shdI/AAAAAAAABqI/W53McCOPsi4/s1600-h/6336_119851366316_592991316_2478-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SpAQz09shdI/AAAAAAAABqI/W53McCOPsi4/s320/6336_119851366316_592991316_2478-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372812838029788626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hafiz will always be hafiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SpAQzu23RRI/AAAAAAAABqA/GVxFCnuauGU/s1600-h/090819_114527-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SpAQzu23RRI/AAAAAAAABqA/GVxFCnuauGU/s320/090819_114527-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372812836390520082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;best students with the ever best teacher, haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SpAQzAuZNsI/AAAAAAAABp4/KncpJfjYP_A/s1600-h/6336_119851296316_592991316_2478-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SpAQzAuZNsI/AAAAAAAABp4/KncpJfjYP_A/s320/6336_119851296316_592991316_2478-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372812824006964930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;how's your skin after the facial treatment, ms ira?&lt;br /&gt;(mcm your roleplay lak,haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SpAQyjUOAeI/AAAAAAAABpw/E2JEbEJ9jJY/s1600-h/6336_119851186316_592991316_2478-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SpAQyjUOAeI/AAAAAAAABpw/E2JEbEJ9jJY/s320/6336_119851186316_592991316_2478-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372812816112550370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;feast time!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SpAPxshxBWI/AAAAAAAABpY/pE_hPNFSyW8/s1600-h/6336_120836981316_592991316_2490-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SpAPxshxBWI/AAAAAAAABpY/pE_hPNFSyW8/s320/6336_120836981316_592991316_2490-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372811701893793122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SpAPyGJV9aI/AAAAAAAABpg/TjLsynSUAYk/s1600-h/Photo0845-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SpAPyGJV9aI/AAAAAAAABpg/TjLsynSUAYk/s320/Photo0845-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372811708770678178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;rihanna &amp;amp; chris brown - hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SpAPxcw5zpI/AAAAAAAABpQ/Z5OZch5fm1I/s1600-h/Photo0855-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SpAPxcw5zpI/AAAAAAAABpQ/Z5OZch5fm1I/s320/Photo0855-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372811697662316178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;happy belated birthday ms phua!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SpAPwwspM9I/AAAAAAAABpI/kxKpfZw0sTM/s1600-h/DSC00636-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SpAPwwspM9I/AAAAAAAABpI/kxKpfZw0sTM/s320/DSC00636-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372811685833290706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try 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{parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SpAOn6mBsNI/AAAAAAAABow/OYPq8LY_Brw/s1600-h/6336_119851381316_592991316_2478-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SpAOn6mBsNI/AAAAAAAABow/OYPq8LY_Brw/s320/6336_119851381316_592991316_2478-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372810434359439570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SpAOnW-NBuI/AAAAAAAABoo/Fx-rZ36TnfI/s1600-h/DSC00621-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SpAOnW-NBuI/AAAAAAAABoo/Fx-rZ36TnfI/s320/DSC00621-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372810424797169378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SpAOnKHe84I/AAAAAAAABog/sjcwPOYNwGw/s1600-h/Photo0840-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SpAOnKHe84I/AAAAAAAABog/sjcwPOYNwGw/s320/Photo0840-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372810421346431874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SpAOmqCkftI/AAAAAAAABoY/lN8IICG_7tI/s1600-h/6336_120837106316_592991316_2490-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SpAOmqCkftI/AAAAAAAABoY/lN8IICG_7tI/s320/6336_120837106316_592991316_2490-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372810412735889106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;it was really a fun day yet a fun week for me too. able to meet baby love every morning and sending me to school, really made my whole week especially on friday. he was on leave (i asked him to take leave anyway). we spend the whole day together, seeing his cute face after doing threading for his eye brown was so damn funny,yet it made me sleepy while waiting for him. and not to forget, wishing all the muslims out there, happy fasting - puase biar full eh, jangan puase yok yok (fatin mcm phm je hahaha - iraaa...puase tau,kalau kau tak puase, aku halalkan haha)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-4586032311639246188?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/4586032311639246188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=4586032311639246188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/4586032311639246188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/4586032311639246188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/2009/08/few-days-back-my-ca-ms-phua-organized.html' title=''/><author><name>lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04012979723477183258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SpAR6-XHUGI/AAAAAAAABqY/8Yn1axqRfuw/s72-c/DSC00617-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-2496446748225509022</id><published>2009-08-20T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T23:50:00.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>battlefield</title><content type='html'>now i feel that being put in a spot when i had to choose between both parties which both are equally important to me. when my friends who come and stay here with me have been the one being there for me in my ups and down of live for the past few months, and till now. while on the hand, found my love life, who is also important as his love greet me to a new breather of love, not like those past relationships that i had gone through, when at times i think back, its nothing serious during that time, as at that moment of time, you can live off with love , trust and faithfulness of the half but now its more than that as we're not getting any younger. eventhough 18 years old some people think that i'm still a young lady that have so much to do in life, but by a blink of an eye, i'm not that 18 year old lady anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never want to leave either of them,neither would i want to hurt both parties and have disagreement between each other. we just started this journey and these had to happened between you and them, i never wish for both parties have anything against each other. i know you're care and concern towards me after hearing the stories that i told you, but its the past, i know it wont happened again, not for the second time. being with them when im the only lady there, there was no intention of wanting and loving the attention i get from them. we're friends, a clique. they are my friends, you're my love, i want both to be in good terms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in 3 days straight, my tears just won't stop falling, asking why have to be put in a spot. why i have to choose,when both i need in my life. you giving me another chance, and am sorry for the things i done that hurt you, it was not deliberately at all, never it was. i love you, and its not a lie. its not your money or materials that i wanted. all that has no meaning to it when there is no love. you're love is beyong from what i expected, you pampered me like a liitle girl, who always crave for more and never ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;one word turns into war&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;why is it the smallest things that tears us down?&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/23848992-2496446748225509022?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/2496446748225509022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=2496446748225509022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/2496446748225509022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/2496446748225509022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/2009/08/battlefield.html' title='battlefield'/><author><name>lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04012979723477183258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-7520043715610163280</id><published>2009-08-16T12:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T12:50:00.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hugs of your warmth love...&lt;br /&gt;whispers of 'i love you' make have this excitement in me...&lt;br /&gt;kisses that make me want you more than ever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; thinking of you make me have sleepless night, all i can say is&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I LOVE YOU MORE THAN EVER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-7520043715610163280?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/7520043715610163280/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-2134889564518530485</id><published>2009-08-14T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T21:17:00.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you're my rainbow</title><content type='html'>woke up early morning today as meeting baby love. so he picked me at around 8:30am and off to tampines,just slacking around and talk and talk accompany with laugh and smiles. again i made baby love late for work but somehow, being a person who loves speeds, he only late work for work for 5minutes which he took only 15 minutes to reach his workplace. anyway i wasted my whole night yesterday stressing up to finish my ofc pp, yet in the end the presentation session continue on monday, great,sooo great. anyway im so loving these coming2 weeks as baby love gonna send me to school every single day, as he will be starting work at 3,YEAH!!!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way fasting moth is just around the corner, how fast can that, exams and o level is coming too and after that i'm off to thailand. so many things going on, and just pray hard for me that i do weel for ite exams and olevel. maybe skipping english class tomorrow,anyway the class dosen't serve any purpose any, with a teacher who always things he's right and never wrong, as though being the god of english language.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-2134889564518530485?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/2134889564518530485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=2134889564518530485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i just finished burning midnight oil doing my fucking last minute ofc powerpoint, as tomorrow will be the last day to present or else marks will be deducted. hope i do well for my presentation tomorrow and on the happy note im meeting baby love in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to lalaland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/23848992-1684505349905617697?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/1684505349905617697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=1684505349905617697' title='0 Comments'/><link 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different. even if we sit together as a clique, it feels different cause we dont talk to each other yet we still talk with the rest and me feeling as though the whole clique like falling apart because of us. not just that but the feeling of guilty inside me keep piling up as you, coming to school on and off,you got debar, your bad attendance, it happened all because of me,cause i still remembered, you told me this 'the reason i come to school, is just to see you' , and now everything come crashing down people coming to me asking about you. and you not motivated to come to school because of me, something that i never imagined it would happened this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after so much had happened that is really drastic as much as im feeling guilty over what had happened to you, i do feel hurt. do i really deserved that kind of name you refer me as? do you really look at me as lowly as some kind of trash that being thrown away just like that? what do you want from me? really? as much as you are hurt by me , im too hurt by you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-5958345203213815279?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/5958345203213815279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=5958345203213815279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/5958345203213815279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/5958345203213815279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-sorry.html' title='i&apos;m sorry'/><author><name>lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04012979723477183258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-2379666159185761169</id><published>2009-08-11T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T22:46:00.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wrap your arms around me for real</title><content type='html'>as we have a long chat on the phone, being you who never fail to make me laugh and smile even though you're not literally beside me, you make my day. and all those soft whispers saying 'i love you' as you hug me,no matter where you are or when it is, you make my love for you grow bigger and blossom. even while on bike, u will hold my hand and kiss it, it make me smile. every small little thing you do, you make me realised that im blessed to have you here as a part of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you baby, i really do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-2379666159185761169?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/2379666159185761169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=2379666159185761169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/2379666159185761169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/2379666159185761169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/2009/08/wrap-your-arms-around-me-for-real.html' title='wrap your arms around me for real'/><author><name>lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04012979723477183258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-4638829253463508024</id><published>2009-08-10T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T19:00:01.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>having loads of fun during the weekends with baby love and im just hunger for more time with him. well, on saturday morning he picked me up and we some time together before he send me to my english pathetic class. more loads of fun coming my way on sunday. i was actually being a shy girl and insist that i didnt want to follow him and his friends to their friend's wedding as i dont know his friends, after my request being turn down by him many times and i dont want to dissappoint him, i follow too,wearing a pink kebaye with jeans i had to bring an extra clothes for me to change later as me, him and his friends will be watching the fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the wedding at simei, vrooomm our way to town,and we were really quite early the only thing that baby love's friend was trying to find the best spot to view the fireworks at night. after all the fireworks we quickly make our way to the car park as baby love and friends park their bikes there. but thousand of people were rushing and pushing through the way as fast as they could to get out from the crowd. i was irritated by then. anyway after that make our way to fill our empty stomach before we headed home.not much pictures though and yesterday i was too lazy to take pictures of the fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/Sn_8aUPAO-I/AAAAAAAABoQ/FB9Cm7EC23U/s1600-h/09082009182-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/Sn_8aUPAO-I/AAAAAAAABoQ/FB9Cm7EC23U/s320/09082009182-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368286809887357922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/Sn_8aHkLiEI/AAAAAAAABoI/HJP5_xkekQg/s1600-h/DSC07001-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/Sn_8aHkLiEI/AAAAAAAABoI/HJP5_xkekQg/s320/DSC07001-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368286806486517826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with the fun i had during the weekends,i have yet done my ofc powerpoint which im still at loss of what topic i should do on and presentation week is this week. im dead if i dont burn midnight oil today to finish it all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-4638829253463508024?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/4638829253463508024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=4638829253463508024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/4638829253463508024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/4638829253463508024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/2009/08/having-loads-of-fun-during-weekends.html' title=''/><author><name>lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04012979723477183258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/Sn_8aUPAO-I/AAAAAAAABoQ/FB9Cm7EC23U/s72-c/09082009182-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-6280584030648611989</id><published>2009-08-07T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T23:15:00.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was really a pathetic day at school. sat only for few minutes in class, and it ended already WTF!. wasted my world of time coming to school for just 1 module for the day and for just freaking few minutes. i reacheed school nearly 1130am when class stars at 11am to 12pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway on the happy note, i woke up early today to have breakfast with baby love. so he picked me up from home and straight went to pasir ris - downtown east to have my morning mc breakfast hotcakes. as i've been craving for it for some time. chit chat with baby love while waiting for ira then he sent me to simei mrt. and meet up with ira and during at that point of time me and ira felt like an idiots going to school at that hour when others were already making their way home and we're just about to come to school. damn pathetic.it sucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way sorry baby love for making you late for your work :(.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-6280584030648611989?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-7199840138699566326</id><published>2009-08-06T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T22:00:01.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tattoo your name across my heart</title><content type='html'>i really have so much to talk about when double happiness come rolling together. well, it have been confirm that me and my dearest best friend will be away from singapore for two weeks during the the hari raya period. we've been selected for the industrial attachment trip to thailand - chiang mai.&lt;br /&gt;we are so excited that we are preparing a list of what to bring and what to buy over there. another thing that happened today is, my single days will end today,and this is where the love story starts and bloom -&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 06/08/09&lt;/span&gt;, someone have that perfect key to this heart of mine and hope he will be the owner of the key always :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-7199840138699566326?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/7199840138699566326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=7199840138699566326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/7199840138699566326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/7199840138699566326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/2009/08/tattoo-your-name-across-my-heart.html' title='tattoo your name across my heart'/><author><name>lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04012979723477183258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-472508565434558691</id><published>2009-08-03T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T00:00:03.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To Aidil:&lt;br /&gt;Happy 22nd birthday!!!&lt;br /&gt;May you have a fantastic birthday,&lt;br /&gt;may Allah double your happiness, patience in&lt;br /&gt;the journey and hurdles of life. smile always and keep&lt;br /&gt;being a lame joker, hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;well,my weekends were filled, with joke,laughter,smiles even though i feel so tired and all i want to do is take a trip to lalaland. had a wonderful time,fun and smiles with all the fireworks and scenery at marina square and marina barage. which i guess i have no phobia to have a ride hahaha!!!! but one thing i have yet get my hands on it is the two assignments that have to be completed, crn roleplay and ofc powerpoint. shit!!! hate that,and confirm am having monday blues at school, feeling all grumpy and moody.&lt;br /&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/23848992-472508565434558691?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/472508565434558691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=472508565434558691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;i'm on cloud nine :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-7363231904603748387?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/7363231904603748387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=7363231904603748387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/7363231904603748387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/7363231904603748387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-on-cloud-nine-d.html' title=''/><author><name>lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04012979723477183258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-8432240883597418072</id><published>2009-07-29T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T23:15:00.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I've been pushing hard to open up the door &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Trying to take us back to where we were before &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;But I'm done. I just can't do this anymore &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;'Cuz we can't be mended, so let's stop pretending now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;We've been walking around in circles for some time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;And I think we should head for the finish line &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;So believe me. i am sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't find a day, which i can smile and laugh out for the whole complete day without anything to spoil all the fun i have. as i start my day with smile laughter and loves from people around me, and as the sun says goodbye, and we welcome the starry night, those ugly moments start haunting on us. as days pass, am sick and tired of going through those ugly moments without fail and we're getting no where but going around in a circle. as you walk in front of me, and i see those stupid jokes and laughter, i wish we could get back like how we started without worrying anything. we laugh like there's no tomorrow, we smile like we never smile before. but everything is just going from bad to worse and i hate all that, i really do, i really mean it. its hurting me, its hurting you,just stop!.stop your nonsense,stop your stupidity, throw them away, far far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-8432240883597418072?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/8432240883597418072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;I cant keep going through life&lt;br /&gt;Unaware of what I missed&lt;br /&gt;And the person I could be&lt;br /&gt;Love's good when its right&lt;br /&gt;And when it's left in your memory&lt;br /&gt;All the times I let you down&lt;br /&gt;I guess love will be nice for someone elses life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;curiosity kills,as the saying goes. well it is so damn true, it kills me on the inside with such a treatment i received,seriously whats all that suppose to mean. to get your revenge? to make me hurt so that i could feel the pain you going through? make me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-style: italic;"&gt;hate those guys so i will choose you? whats your explanation behind all that?...i do not need those cold stares, those indirectly talks of you or from anyone, i really dont need. everyone seems against me right now. things will not getting any better by doing all that, just making everything feel so dull and worn out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the brighter side- i scored an A for my ofc test,yeah!!! well, i thought i flunk for the test as i didnt did any much revision and i could remember the letter format and email but some parts of it, confuse me anyway being a ms last minute dosent always works &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;at times, but i really glad i scored it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/Sm8fFpgiHrI/AAAAAAAABnw/By3RJFwDBGg/s1600-h/090420_182259-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/Sm8fFpgiHrI/AAAAAAAABnw/By3RJFwDBGg/s320/090420_182259-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363539863123664562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To ira:&lt;br /&gt;it have been a wonderful journey for me knowing someone like you.&lt;br /&gt;being ther with each other through those waves of life, keep both&lt;br /&gt;us strong, and i love you so much which i'm wishing you a very&lt;br /&gt;sexy 17th birthday. may you have a blissful relationship with&lt;br /&gt;him eventhough with ups and down you have to go through.&lt;br /&gt;stay strong and dont give up in any thing you do. love you,&lt;br /&gt;besties &amp;amp; sisters!!! hehehe, have  a wonderful birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/Sm8fFpgiHrI/AAAAAAAABnw/By3RJFwDBGg/s72-c/090420_182259-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-4795575275759108262</id><published>2009-07-26T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T20:16:00.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bleeding love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;trying hard not to hear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;but they talk so loud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;their piercing sounds fill my ears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;try to fill me with doubt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;yet i know that their goal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;is to keep me from falling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just for a moment stop asking me lists of questions that fill me with doubt and curiosity that make mind goes on a trip. cause every morning i wake up i want it to be a new day, where there are new adventures that i about to discover, new events that create a mark on my life. i don't want waking up every morning knowing that it is just another day, that is the same as yesterday and the day before and the day before and so on,which i have to go through all those dull moments that made colours of my life fade away unknowingly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;side-track: it have a been a hell of a week especially when i had swimming lesson on friday that will be on for a few weeks down the road which had made me having muscles ache and cramps and made a more ms sleepiness and lazy bum bum in me. will be having crn progress test tomorrow and i have yet even touch the book or even flip a single page to get all those thousands of words in my head and store them in the brain till the very next day before i get delete them away for a while. so after class today meet with my parents, bought some grocerries and then took a short trip to changi village as my dad was craving nasi briyani there, as usual i will mostly eat nasi lemak there. then proceed to ikea bought some stuffs and pur last destination was geylang serai, so went to the new building for the wet markets etc. it was alright though to me it looks like im in terengganu/kelantan, it look exactly the same as the shopping market there. then i start to get cranky as i badly wanted to go home have a rest and start on my last minute revision for test tomorrow which i still have yet start on it, hehe,damn!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-4795575275759108262?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/4795575275759108262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=4795575275759108262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/4795575275759108262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/4795575275759108262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/2009/07/bleeding-love.html' title='bleeding love'/><author><name>lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04012979723477183258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-894160548754434281</id><published>2009-07-24T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T23:00:00.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SmnpXVTa_7I/AAAAAAAABno/pQORi_eEb_w/s1600-h/hafizbdaebash-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 142px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SmnpXVTa_7I/AAAAAAAABno/pQORi_eEb_w/s320/hafizbdaebash-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362073418426154930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To Hafiz.&lt;br /&gt;happy 20th birthday!!!!&lt;br /&gt;May Allah protect you from any harm and bless&lt;br /&gt;you with multiples happiness down the road.&lt;br /&gt;must come school 5 days per week ehh, tak&lt;br /&gt;mu cari alasan nak ponteng eh. well, hope you&lt;br /&gt;like the gifts and the small last minute surprise&lt;br /&gt;celebration for you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;after school had a small last minute birthday bash for hafiz. it was whole loads of fun and craziness. we totally messed the whole place with flour, cake and water bomb. instead of just sabo-ing the birthday boy, end everyone get sabo-ed even me when my birthday had passed so long ago. the unlucky thing was, i wore white blouse today and it was covered with cake cream and wet because just that someone threw a water bomb at me, lucky birthday boy,but in the end got my revenge on birthdat boy ,end up i get triple by him. anyway  dont have any extra tshirt or blouse with me, lucky lucky lazy bum bum brought his jersey fr sw but since he's late, and lucky its still clean, i borrowed from him, as i cant possibly going home with a big patch of wetness at the back of my blouse with cake cream. well, ya had a lot of birthdays going on the month of july and it was all wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/23848992-894160548754434281?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/894160548754434281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=894160548754434281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;am really sick &amp;amp; tired,i really am....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i had enough with everything....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-6511976754633405893?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/6511976754633405893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=6511976754633405893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/6511976754633405893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/6511976754633405893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/2009/07/am-really-sick-tiredi-really-am.html' title=''/><author><name>lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04012979723477183258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-8562312092502215170</id><published>2009-07-20T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T12:00:01.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SmSeYw_uFLI/AAAAAAAABng/Y39a6G_EnPM/s1600-h/1_904558516l-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SmSeYw_uFLI/AAAAAAAABng/Y39a6G_EnPM/s320/1_904558516l-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360583604783944882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To muneerah,&lt;br /&gt;syg, happy birthday!!!!&lt;br /&gt;may you have a fantastic and sexy birthday.&lt;br /&gt;may you last with him and a blissful relationship.&lt;br /&gt;may our friendship last too and i damn missing you&lt;br /&gt;so much darling, hope to meet you soon, muacks!&lt;br /&gt;love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hush hush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am running out of words to say, running out of threads and needles to sew up this broken heart. i dont know why i am the one feeling hurt in the inside when i mad at you over your stupidity instead you laugh it out as though it was nothing to you. i wonder why i should be mad at you over things that dosen't seems important to you and you do anything you like as though you own the whole world. the earth wont stop moving just because you wont get that butt of yours off your chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all you do is just say it out what you want and those words seems very light on your mouth but you're not doing it. here i am taking so much effort to give you concern and care, try to be in your shoes, when you start your fucking attitude and hoping what i say will get into your head but end up when we have arguments you said im controlling you. i cant deny that im controlling you but i only control you on studies and those stupidity of yours but in other espects of your life, i let you do what you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know?, since you think im controlling you, maybe i should just stop being concern and give care for you but will it make any different? no!, cause when im being concern you still complain and when im not being concern you still complain. you always put me in a spot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-8562312092502215170?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/8562312092502215170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=8562312092502215170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/8562312092502215170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/8562312092502215170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/2009/07/to-muneerah-syg-happy-birthday-may-you.html' title=''/><author><name>lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04012979723477183258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SmSeYw_uFLI/AAAAAAAABng/Y39a6G_EnPM/s72-c/1_904558516l-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-7209195391343482001</id><published>2009-07-19T15:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T07:53:13.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so yesterday was a whole loads of fun and excitement. after class i straight meet lazy bum bum with his friend,hafiz at bedok mrt station at the platform. then i told him that we need to rush down to print pictures for the birthday card after which i was still at loss of how we gonna surprise them as we couldnt bring the cake along. and so lazy bum bum had some brilliant ideas which we asked help from hafiz to be the bell boy for the day which carry the cake with him, as the rest wouldnt know he unless he is  being introduced. so rush down to simei bought a cake and straight took an mrt to go bugis.well lucky lucky,the plan almost fall to pieces as i saw nick in the train(so nick are you sure you see nothing ???). i was so panic and so was lazy bum bum, and we told hafiz to stand on the other side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and along the by chance zafran was free he came along too. so waited for ira at bugis, we grab our meals first at long john then proceeds to shisha. thats when the excotemnt starts, at a moment of time,ira was envy seeing others in the cafe gave their friend a surprised birthday celebration, and i gave her the fuck up face and said that her birthday is still far away, but what both ira and nick dont know we had a suprise for them, and ira almost broke into tears when she saw wan holding a cake with him and nick was already lost of words by then and kept asking me who's birthday we're celebrationg so i said is for the july babies. so the gave them another surprise, i took a bouqet of lollipop and a box of present for ira and another box of present for nick. well nick, do you like the tshirt???? :D, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;sharing is awesome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; nick!!!! hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SmLDy4U6t1I/AAAAAAAABnY/T-P9JQ8OjvE/s1600-h/Photo0723-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SmLDy4U6t1I/AAAAAAAABnY/T-P9JQ8OjvE/s320/Photo0723-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360061785405306706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SmLDysqbwRI/AAAAAAAABnQ/6QYie8is-tg/s1600-h/Photo0728-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SmLDysqbwRI/AAAAAAAABnQ/6QYie8is-tg/s320/Photo0728-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360061782274326802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;love you honey!! besties!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SmLDyczf6FI/AAAAAAAABnI/2btLQXbOtj8/s1600-h/Photo0732-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SmLDyczf6FI/AAAAAAAABnI/2btLQXbOtj8/s320/Photo0732-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360061778017380434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SmLDnFhX6XI/AAAAAAAABnA/8jWYQM7sDok/s1600-h/Photo0756-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SmLDnFhX6XI/AAAAAAAABnA/8jWYQM7sDok/s320/Photo0756-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360061582788782450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SmLDnKtvUgI/AAAAAAAABm4/CaRuKT4ZDLw/s1600-h/Photo0753-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SmLDnKtvUgI/AAAAAAAABm4/CaRuKT4ZDLw/s320/Photo0753-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360061584182825474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SmLDm6IjzsI/AAAAAAAABmw/0MHZzeJgekM/s1600-h/Photo0760-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SmLDm6IjzsI/AAAAAAAABmw/0MHZzeJgekM/s320/Photo0760-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360061579731914434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SmLDm_qlR9I/AAAAAAAABmo/r1S43liBeoo/s1600-h/Photo0772-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SmLDm_qlR9I/AAAAAAAABmo/r1S43liBeoo/s320/Photo0772-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360061581216794578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sabo time!!! i was not involved only lazy bum bum and nick.&lt;br /&gt;kecian die, aru rebond ramut teros dpt extra service&lt;br /&gt;which is cake facial.,hafiz join sekali nampak? hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SmLDmoj5iXI/AAAAAAAABmg/5QqhUrGGbqw/s1600-h/Photo0773-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SmLDmoj5iXI/AAAAAAAABmg/5QqhUrGGbqw/s320/Photo0773-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360061575014746482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;well, the cake facial really made ira smells nice like&lt;br /&gt;chocolate cake.hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;side track: am sick and tired with the attitude you're giving me, your big ego, godh! now tell me who's the big ego ?!! dont say sorry to me if you think you're not in the wrong, cause you're sorry means nothing and if you think im using you, than go ahead and think that way but dont blame me cause i never had any intention to use you. if u think i dont feel appreaciate you than my tears worth nothing. think before you say,think before you do something, im not say im perfect but ur atttidue when we had argument it is really uncontrolable. how am i supposee to treat you? tell me!, when i treat you as fren you complain ,i treat you nicely you complain. im giving you hope?!!!! remember this and save it in your brain i did said this to you and i once said this infrot of zee too, even if you're single right now,it is not confirmed that you can get me, again i say im not ready to get into a relationship,and that dosent mean i shoudl stop making my circle of friends bigger. yes,i was jealous that time,but it was once,and another time because i was sick and i really need you badly but i couldnt reach you. and at the end of the day, when you're ok already it is like easy for you to ask me when i will be your girlfriend. when on my part im struggling on the inside.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-7209195391343482001?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/7209195391343482001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=7209195391343482001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-2264195609478306274</id><published>2009-07-12T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T23:20:00.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Outing on the 18th July,&lt;br /&gt;upcoming saturday.&lt;br /&gt;as plan shisha outing..&lt;br /&gt;take note: may have a change of plan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;REMINDER TO: HAFIZ, IRA, NICK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Pending Confirmation: Shiqin, syakinah, zakir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Anyone interested:&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; Anyone from OQ interested&lt;/span&gt; please inform me before hand :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; side -track: after morning math class, grab lunch at tampines there,after which start took a ride to jb as my parents insist of going, so i force my sleepy and lazy bum bum mood to follow them. i was only wide awake when i keep pestering my mom to buy all sorts of sweet treats. i dont know why i've been indulging myself with unhealthy snacks and i feel that i am gaining weight so much and i really need to do something with it asap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the most exciting part of the journey was,met my one of the cutest baby from mercu kindergarten/ my lil cousin mika khalis, he was not really there only met up with his grandparents as he was fast asleep in the car so his aunt took care of him in the car, that was the sad part. have been ages since i last saw my adorable,cute chubby baby. miss him damn much. heard he didnt want to go to school after i left my work to further my studies. soo sweet he actually really miss me hahaha, of ocurse mah, i pampered him so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-2264195609478306274?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/2264195609478306274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=2264195609478306274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/2264195609478306274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/2264195609478306274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/2009/07/outing-on-18th-july-upcoming-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04012979723477183258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-2334275111404587089</id><published>2009-07-12T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T00:15:00.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/Sli4iDjExpI/AAAAAAAABmY/JiUqZcHF2LQ/s1600-h/Photo0654-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/Sli4iDjExpI/AAAAAAAABmY/JiUqZcHF2LQ/s320/Photo0654-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357234651964688018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;TO: Nick Giler&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY LEGALLY 18 BIRTHDAY!&lt;br /&gt;the clock strike 12AM and you're legally 18 years old now.&lt;br /&gt;chey!!!! now can do and buy things you want without help eh&lt;br /&gt;hahaha! anyway i wish again a happy birthday, may more&lt;br /&gt;happiness coming your way through the year, may God&lt;br /&gt;bless you with good health for you and your family.&lt;br /&gt;stay a joker always, and keep bringing joy and laughter&lt;br /&gt;to others, which is other than being irritating haaha!!&lt;br /&gt;jangan lupe tanam rokok, hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today is one of my cliques birthday, nick giler,which we had already gave him an advance celebration friday after school. it seems so hard for us to give a surprise celebration for him, aiyo! we had to make up 101 reasons just to make him believe but what ever we said was a big white lie to him. see how difficukt it was just to give him a small surprise. anyway had fun though on friday, especially seeing him and lazy bum bum chase eacother with flour. we girls wanted to sabo him too but couldnt get a chance as the plan was spoiled by the birthday boy himself. after which took a bus ride back to tampines interchange as i was too lazy to wait for the guys to finish sabo-ing each other. then got a called from lazy bum bum to meet him at tampines library, by the way sorry lazy bum bum, i told nick to come down as it will be boring, so he too actually plan to sabo you back, hehe,sorry lazy bum bum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-2334275111404587089?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/Sli4iDjExpI/AAAAAAAABmY/JiUqZcHF2LQ/s72-c/Photo0654-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-8483682345931502455</id><published>2009-07-09T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T22:00:07.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="450" height="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://backend.deviantart.com/embed/view.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="id=102062194&amp;amp;width=1337"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;I'm like stuck in a maze,&lt;br /&gt;trying to find the way out,&lt;br /&gt;to this mixed emotions i have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SlX1xW34MFI/AAAAAAAABmQ/qjAXobQj6D4/s1600-h/Photo0260-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SlX1xW34MFI/AAAAAAAABmQ/qjAXobQj6D4/s320/Photo0260-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356457560129417298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels different now,totally,as if the situation now i am in changes as days pass. or is it just me who is still in a state of confuse. when my the decision i made keep changing over time, and making have doubts. this mixed emotions i have really kills me inside, i really wish to get out from the maze. but the further i walk, the more turns i take, it get me to no where and im still stuck here, screaming at my throat asking for help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sidetrack: i burnt midnight oil last night just too finish up my osa powerpoint project as the dateline is today, ok blame i have to blame myself for being a ms last minute cant help it i need to enjoy my holidays and burnt the whole three weeks with fun as aftr this i dont think i have time for fun. my o level examinations is drawing near, and i have to say this again , I HAVE YET START MUGGING FOR MY ENGLISH AND MATH. gosh!, im really way behind time. on the brighter side, all the ca papers that i took i received a grade A for all the papers. i was of course over the moon especially for my crn paper, which i didnt studied at all and took a last minute short revision at school before it starts, Alhamdullilah. i really hope i could go smooth sailing for this whole term and take another step to higher nitec. anyway, i was kinda feel like ms invisible like the character in the incredible cartoon movie.i dont know why, but thats how i feel he treat me today. anyway, both the twins, nick giler and my dearest lazy bum bum was really like small kids earlier evening todae while walking to the mrt station. especially nick giler who soon will be legally 18 in 3 days time, well nothing wrong being immature at times and no one of course can run awat from that but they are really realy really more childish than the kids. that always make me laugh my heart out eventhough at times can be quite irritating. thats all yaw, maybe going to laland early today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-8483682345931502455?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/8483682345931502455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=8483682345931502455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/8483682345931502455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/8483682345931502455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-like-stuck-in-maze-trying-to-find.html' title=''/><author><name>lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04012979723477183258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SlX1xW34MFI/AAAAAAAABmQ/qjAXobQj6D4/s72-c/Photo0260-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-5506368633963817061</id><published>2009-07-08T00:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T00:33:00.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>late assignments&lt;br /&gt;last minute revisions&lt;br /&gt;rushing through assignments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;holidays really make me a very ms lazy and now it make me a very ms last minute &amp;amp; ms stressful.&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/23848992-5506368633963817061?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/5506368633963817061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=5506368633963817061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/5506368633963817061'/><link rel='self' 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SlIf1AKbhVI/AAAAAAAABmI/8__6dE0IrHM/s1600-h/broken_by_g0dot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 177px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SlIf1AKbhVI/AAAAAAAABmI/8__6dE0IrHM/s320/broken_by_g0dot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355377902334215506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i will not ask just about anything, tell me if you think&lt;br /&gt;i should know if not, then dont even think im gonna&lt;br /&gt;ask. cause i hate to do that. and i will complain&lt;br /&gt;no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ok yesterday school reopens, it was such boring first day of school after a long 3 weeks of holidays. i was not in the modd to do any work or even listen to what the teachers was talking about. one thing for sure, i'll be dead during lla period as i have yet to hand on my freaking late assignment and im really lazy to do that. izzuan and hafiz was not in school so nick was like complaining that his the only guy in the cliques. anyway on the sunday night was my most embarassement moement of all(dont even ask me what happened) then i start to have fever, very high fever that it hits my brain. and damn it kills me,i cant even get uo from my bed and i was shivering. lucky for me, the fever went down as the morning arrive, so i went to school. my mom just couldnt be bothered to ask me whether i was fine or not. must i say more, when i really need someone that night, ok shut up fatin!!!&lt;br /&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/23848992-9174336513367137612?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/9174336513367137612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-608603241822104383</id><published>2009-07-05T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T01:00:18.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/Sk-ETGWf4iI/AAAAAAAABmA/3pDxUSOvEkg/s1600-h/cute_little_girl_by_VictorVoznyuk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/Sk-ETGWf4iI/AAAAAAAABmA/3pDxUSOvEkg/s320/cute_little_girl_by_VictorVoznyuk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354643945624166946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;picture credits to deviantart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they say i'm not the sweet little girl anymore,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; the only thing they see in me is a little black sheep&lt;br /&gt;that spoil the rest of the other sheeps in the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;so i just kinda reach home around 11pluspm and i get a heel of nagging from my mom. especially after i didnt attend my family gathering at my dearly grandma house. as i was plain lazy and i want to enjoy myself before school starts which also means that i have to rush through my assignments and my revision for my upcoming ca. so had the ulive/nebo event in the late afternoon, so went to meet ira around 2pm at queenstown mrt station. i thought she had to wait for me as i was kinda late but end up, the late person come first,hahaha. so we had heel lots of time before it starts, so we look for the regional library slowly. after we found it find the person in charge and get ourselves change into the nebo tshirt, set up everything and we start the event at 3 which ends at 6. surprisingly we can hardly find any senior citizen who are 55 years old and above, so everything was boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole time of it was wasted on just sitting at the chair and look at people coming on out of the library. and we get to know one of the librarian stuff, this mak cik, was very funny and kind as she even offer us a discount on food that was sold at the cafe in the library. so after the whole event meet up with the boys, the lazy bum bum boy and nick giler. meet up with them at bugis as they were allocated at woodlands, it take some time for them to reach bugis so ira and i had our meal first as our stomach keep alarming us to get it fill with food. so after we had our meal then they reached. waited for them to have their meal and then walk around bugis and i saw few of the bags that attracted to my eyes and im so gonna buy,hahaha. anyway lazy bum bum boy keep pestering everyone to go for shisha, end up after like how minutes walk around at bugis than he realised that he lost his wallet and he lost it at ljs, i guess by then, his wallet was already inside the dustbin as it was a small wallet and he put it on his tray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we change plan and headed to singapore river by foot. but nick giler wanted to change of environment and brought us to this place near the fullerton. my legs was begging for a rest by then. so after a while just slacking around there, we make a move and took trains to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-608603241822104383?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/608603241822104383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=608603241822104383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/608603241822104383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/608603241822104383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/2009/07/picture-credits-to-deviantart.html' title=''/><author><name>lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04012979723477183258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/Sk-ETGWf4iI/AAAAAAAABmA/3pDxUSOvEkg/s72-c/cute_little_girl_by_VictorVoznyuk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-7603644177186396698</id><published>2009-07-03T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T11:11:55.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/Skzbv8AK_kI/AAAAAAAABl4/rVYshcEWsvs/s1600-h/Photo0457-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/Skzbv8AK_kI/AAAAAAAABl4/rVYshcEWsvs/s320/Photo0457-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353895673643859522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;what i see is confusion that is like tangled ropes of&lt;br /&gt;questions, which is still have yet been answered.&lt;br /&gt;and you made me have this uncertain answer i made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;earlier in the afternoon yesterday, had this briefing on Ulive/nebo thing, which me and my cliques had volunteered just because we wanted to get the chalet voucher which they are giving away to those who volunteer to help out in this so called community service thing. its like a campaign to draw senior citizen to get involve in the IT world now by getting themselves started creating an free email account. i know it is kinda stupid that we volunteered over the voucher. anyway all of us were allocated to various libraries. izzuan and nick are allocated to woodlands well lucky lucky for izzuan near to his house some more, making him a more lazy bum bum boy. while me and ira were actually seperated but we asked for a chnage to queenstown so that we can be together, well no one can sepertae ira and irah. so this thing will start on this coming saturday and sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before making my wayto school, meet up with izzuan first at tampines than took a short trip train to simei and meet up with ira so surprisingly the joker, nick was with her. so the four of us make a move and walk to school as usually. a short walk to school will never fail to fill with laughter and i really miss that since the holidays started. (ok, i know is aid this too many times, that i miss the fun me and cliques we used to had while in school.). so the briefing starts at 3 and ends around 4pluspm. then went back to eastpoint and i had my late lunch and breakfast at lj. same goes for izzuan since his big elephant stomach kept alarming him to fill it with food. so after had our meal there, the cliques slack for a while beofre making our way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;side track- HAFIZ !!! WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?, the whole world is searching for you (ok,kidding, haha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/23848992-7603644177186396698?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/7603644177186396698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=7603644177186396698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/7603644177186396698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/7603644177186396698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-i-see-is-confusion-that-is-like.html' title=''/><author><name>lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04012979723477183258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/Skzbv8AK_kI/AAAAAAAABl4/rVYshcEWsvs/s72-c/Photo0457-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-7387768027903937358</id><published>2009-07-01T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T08:27:04.512-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart You'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ive been miss lazy lately and miss waking up late and my mum starts nagging at me for sitting in front of my lappy and chatting on the phone for hours till the very next morning of the day. and with who i've been spending my whole time with on my lappy and phone, it wouldnt be than other, mr him. since holiday started we've been on our lappy and phone for hours and we will only sleep till the very next morning and by the time we woke up, even the secondary school students have already ended school. well, cant help it,its holiday and since my mom is damn mad at me if i keep going out, than thats the only how i spend my holidays. locking myself up in my room for hours with lappy,phone and mr him and only come out from the room only when my stomach is alarming to get it fill with food or when nature calls come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i really need a time out and really need a fresh air, so i asked mr him out to accompany me to bugis but we didnt go as planned,but one thing did go as planned, that was picking him up from woodlands. i volunteer myself to do so which i know i should not complain with the errands you had to do and me waited for you just outside ur door step. so only around 4plus nearly 5pm then we make our move to pasir ris. and i treat him to mc donalds today, to burger only i should say,as my share was the french fries from the meal itself and the ice lemon tea was really meant for me...but someone said the ice lemon tea was not nice yet he actually finish the whole big cup of lemon tea and that is the 2nd time he finishes the drink eventhough i've been the one complaining the whole day that i was freaking thristy. after a meal at mc donalds, we got on our feet and when straight to the beach as i wish for some time now. and there i was, by the beach with mr him. and we met zee by coincidence, and that when the feeling of guilty starts piling up in me especially with cold stares of her friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know from start it was me, but i have no intention to do any harm to both of them. ok, lets get back to the happy part. so finally found a nice spot on the big rock by the beach, and enjoy the moment we had with each other as the day ended and we welcome the night . then, i decide to take a walk by the beach just want to let my little toes have fun with sea water running through them which then i insist him to walk with me by the beach. after a short walk get our dearly feets washed up and fly back to bedok and board our own seperate bus. anyway, below are few of the pictures during a short cam-whoring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SkqQEehCS_I/AAAAAAAABlY/7xSTQMVOJ9s/s1600-h/wanirah-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SkqQEehCS_I/AAAAAAAABlY/7xSTQMVOJ9s/s320/wanirah-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353249513668758514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SkqQEIYGmYI/AAAAAAAABlQ/634Ii_8ftbs/s1600-h/us-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SkqQEIYGmYI/AAAAAAAABlQ/634Ii_8ftbs/s320/us-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353249507725711746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;thank you for being there for when im at my weakest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;and just spend hours on the phone just to comfort me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;even if you cant physically be by my side just seeing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;through my lappy and hearing your voice, just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;spends hours both on me is more than enough, i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;couldnt ask for more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SkqQDy2sG2I/AAAAAAAABlI/KGCD3GHEGpQ/s1600-h/Photo0595-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SkqQDy2sG2I/AAAAAAAABlI/KGCD3GHEGpQ/s320/Photo0595-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353249501948418914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;like he said "like heaven", yes indeed and it was&lt;br /&gt;the first time i saw it with my bare eyes and i&lt;br /&gt;just cant get my eyes of it. thanks to Allah&lt;br /&gt;for the beautiful creation he made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;since i was sleeping late, nick gave me this short prank call. at first i heard he said that ira was involve in an accident so i was really shocked and my heart almost stop pumping. cant help it i was in a ms sleepyhead, so i couldnt concentrate much of what he said. not until he made me wide awake when he repeat saying izzuan was involved in an accident. that's when i burst into laughter, cause he prank me at the wrong time when i was actually talking to izzuan. how stupid can it be doing that prank call early moring around 3am which almost made my heart stop cause i thought it was ira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/23848992-7387768027903937358?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/7387768027903937358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=7387768027903937358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/7387768027903937358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/7387768027903937358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/2009/07/ive-been-miss-lazy-lately-and-miss.html' title=''/><author><name>lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04012979723477183258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SkqQEehCS_I/AAAAAAAABlY/7xSTQMVOJ9s/s72-c/wanirah-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-5311774896959659063</id><published>2009-06-27T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T19:00:02.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SkX5Qs2MQxI/AAAAAAAABlA/ZCMIirfUnpE/s1600-h/Photo0503-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SkX5Qs2MQxI/AAAAAAAABlA/ZCMIirfUnpE/s320/Photo0503-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351957797511381778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;when its good, then its good,its so good, till it goes bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;till you're trying to find the you that you once had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;i have heard myself cry, never again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;broken down i agony, just trying to find a friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess all i do during the holidays when im sitting front of my lappy is busy taking quizzes at my facebook,below are few of the quizzes i took today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;the secret behind your name:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;F : &lt;/b&gt;Everyone loves you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A : &lt;/b&gt;You can be very quiet when you have something on your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;T : &lt;/b&gt;You have an attitude, a big one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I : &lt;/b&gt;You are always smiling and making others smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;N : &lt;/b&gt;You like to work, but you always want a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;N : &lt;/b&gt;You like to work, but you always want a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A : &lt;/b&gt;You can be very quiet when you have something on your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;D : &lt;/b&gt;You have trouble trusting people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I : &lt;/b&gt;You are always smiling and making others smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;R : &lt;/b&gt;You are a social butterfly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A : &lt;/b&gt;You can be very quiet when you have something on your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;H : &lt;/b&gt;You are not judgmental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone loves you. You can be very quiet when you have something on your mind. You have an attitude, a big one. You are always smiling and making others smile. You like to work, but you always want a break. You have trouble trusting people. You are a social butterfly. You are not judgmental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;hey minah, what kind of mat should you be dating? (this is really funny):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Abang Motor Besar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very sek and you will look good on a GSXR/R1/CBR1000. You will have no problems fitting into a 1 seater with your Mat, and you definitely enjoy watching heads turn as you and fellow Minah friends roll in to Simpang Bedok with your Mats on the above mentioned bikes on a Saturday night. You are quite adventurous, daring and don't get sleepy easily, which is why you will enjoy riding around with your Mat on dates out. Don't forget to invest in a nice helmet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you act your age?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Teens&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You act like you are in your teens.(well i am one) You live life to the fullest and don't have a care in the world. You enjoy life and take it as it come, a mantra you fully carry through. You enjoy being the center of attention and thinking about all the different ways to have fun. Keep it up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;What do your eyes say about you?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people look into your eyes, they see mysteries galore. You're a deep and intellectual person, and others can see that through your sparkling eyes. You're quiet and shy, but once you get to know someone, you become comfortable around them. Your eyes often spark curiousity in others, and it bothers people how they can never tell what you're really thinking. You're hard to read and often hide your true emotions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-5311774896959659063?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/5311774896959659063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=5311774896959659063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/5311774896959659063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/5311774896959659063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/2009/06/when-its-good-then-its-goodits-so-good.html' title=''/><author><name>lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04012979723477183258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SkX5Qs2MQxI/AAAAAAAABlA/ZCMIirfUnpE/s72-c/Photo0503-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-4640213131857924041</id><published>2009-06-26T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T18:00:09.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok am lying that im not bored sitting at home all day eventhough i woke up pretty late todae. but it seems i cant find anything to do to keep myself busy which the only things that keep me busy with my lappy is updating my dearly blog, taking quizzes at facebook and listening to songs. well, ya thought of going out with my mom for a shopping spree but i change my mind which i think i should rest at home for the day as tomorrow there will be again another lesson of boring english that can never keep me awake and can never make me stop yawning away for the whole 2hours. and which definitely early morning tomorrow i might not be attending my drama club cca again. of i think i made my mind to quit and change to another cca. which i have one in my mind, i hope there still vacancy. i have one more week to go before holidays ends. times flies when you're having fun. and with that one week left hopefully i could get a job back at mercu kindergarten my used to be work place, at least im being paid during the holidays and with many things that i want to buy especially when my mom insist of using my salary to buy the things i want,i dont think i should put it in my bank account,i should just draw my salary and bya day everything will be gone by buying all the shoes,bags and clothes i've been eyeing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im sure he will be definitely mad at me when he reads what i've just said. anyway i know this is lame but i am already missing my dearest cliques eventhough i just met up with them yesterday. i miss all the laughter and fun i have every single day, minutes and seconds of my life when i attend school, eventhough fights and arguments broke out within us, we're still together as one and i really like that. ok, by the way below a few of the results of quizzes i took out of boredom....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What kind of girlfriend are you?:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Your result is Laid Back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're so relaxed about relationships, we're not sure if we know when you're even in one. Your attitude about boyfriends is: I'll get to you when I get a chance. You've got other stuff going on in your life that you treat as more important than relationship stuff, and your priorities aren't gonna change any time soon. Your "come and get me...or whatever" attitude has the potential to make guys swoon over you. So keep it up! But don't forget to express interest (we mean, when you actually have an interest). If you act too cool, you might miss your chance to get to know someone really special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Does your crush love you back?:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Your result is Definitely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great news, right? Go ahead and celebrate for a little while. But we should warn you: just 'cause your crush likes you back, it doesn't mean they want to date you. Huh? Well, people are weird sometimes. Maybe they like someone else besides you. Maybe they're just not ready for a relationship right now. Maybe they are full of self-hatred and would rather be miserable than be happy. All we're saying is, proceed with caution. And also, congratulations. You're one hot mama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when will you get married?:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Result: In 11 Years&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got romantic tendencies for sure, but you're not gonna get married till you're absolutely, positively sure you're ready for it. If that means holding off for 10 years or more, you're fine with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What's your perfect relationship?:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Result: Major Drama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being in love isn't enough for you. You crave the highs and lows of a rocky relationship. You love testing your partner and making up after a fight, and you're willing to risk things getting ugly for it. Look for someone strong and steady who can handle your emotional side. If you date a drama queen like yourself, it might be too much for your relationship to handle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-4640213131857924041?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/4640213131857924041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=4640213131857924041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/4640213131857924041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/4640213131857924041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/2009/06/ok-am-lying-that-im-not-bored-sitting.html' title=''/><author><name>lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04012979723477183258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-1892849141398503982</id><published>2009-06-25T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T10:25:50.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>currently so called just just got back from slacking day out with cliques. reached home at around 11pm, and damn my parents was fucking hell mad at me. but whatever to me, i need my space too you know. anyway he sent me home, somehow along the way i said something totally wrong and made him all mad at me inside out,i didnt mean it anyway and i just cant figure it out how i could i said all that which spoils all the fun and laughter. my ms red light must made me crazy and moody most of the time and i hate that it make everything go upside down. anyway, he loves to indulge me with food but not himself,he rather spend money to get my stomach fills but not his and he only gets home to have his meal which i do feel guilty most of the time. since it was quite late though i was quite worried that he will be stuck in the east as the last bus was at 1130pm but lucky for him he made in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway he and nick was like the kings for the day, both made me and ira wait from 3 to around 7pluspm. he came at around 5 to 6pluspm, lied to me some more eh, 1/2hr boy!, and nick busy with his beauty sleep. but still had a great time with them especially while waiting for the boys, me and ira indulge ourselves with cakes and puff and just cant take our eyes of it, we just have to buy it. so we bout 3 cakes and 2 jumbo puff at tampines one . it was heaven ! and im gonna indukge myself again with all those sweet treats again someday. tomorrow there's a class small outing which i dont think i'll begoing and i dont think i able to go as i came home late today like i said my parents was hopping mad at me so i might just seduce my mom with doing some shoppng spree at bugis as promised made by my mom before going for the holiday trips. me and my mom will be hopping back to kampung jawe tp get some cloth for dresses yeappy!!! out of boredom i took some quizzes at facebook and below are the results seem tru ethough about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love &amp;amp; life via birth date:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;You were born on 30th day of March 1991, Saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Your Life :&lt;/span&gt; You are always surrounded by a circle of friends. You are friendly and fun to be with. Although you occasionally disappoint them by being stubborn, but over all, they love your qualities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Your Love :&lt;/span&gt; You want to have full control of your love and that's not a nice way to treat your partner. You take your time in saying yes to his wedding proposal or if you are a man, you will not propose anyone until you are certainly confident which might take ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;who is your lifetime match?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;They are born between 21st June - 23rd July&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a real charmer but you don't get swept along by the first person who shows an interest in you. You need time to be sure of your feelings and you don't get involved lightly. But when you wake up one day telling yourself you want and love a certain person, your life takes on a whole different meaning. You cover them with kisses and can come across as a bit possessive. No-one touches the one you love! As for your loyalty, it's exemplary. Out of all the people you have encountered throughout your life, you will want to be loved-up in the arms of a one of these kinds of people...and stay there. You two form a wonderful alliance together. From the moment your two meet, a calm climate, full of love and serenity, will be born. You will feel good in their company, you have more things in common than differences. Like you, they love children and family. Alongside them, you will feel like you're in a cocoon, without ever becoming bored. And you have one thing on your mind: building a happy, comfortable and solid nest with them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-1892849141398503982?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/1892849141398503982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=1892849141398503982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/1892849141398503982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/1892849141398503982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/2009/06/currently-so-called-just-just-got-back.html' title=''/><author><name>lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04012979723477183258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-1834420092450901486</id><published>2009-06-24T23:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T23:41:02.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SkJHdd1FqsI/AAAAAAAABk4/fAvairO2Lks/s1600-h/olevel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350917878818646722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SkJHdd1FqsI/AAAAAAAABk4/fAvairO2Lks/s320/olevel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; see the picture above, i just received my entry proof/timetable for my olevel. like WTH. others have starts mugging day and night, every seconds and minutes they have to get themselves ready for olevel yet i'm still chill relek one ocorner girl. i have yet even touch or even move an inch of the books and notes given to me. i can just burn all the english notes and books as the most important sub to me now is math, i barely remember all the formula, and the way about doing the questions of any topic. ok, some i able to do it but usually the basic but not those really up to the olevel standard,sian hor. other than olevel that will be round the corner, even my ca exams are around the corner still have yet start mugging on both bpf and ofc,die!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) bpf and ofc test -school reopens&lt;br /&gt;2) english oral&lt;br /&gt;3) school trip-kukup island&lt;br /&gt;4) english and math papers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SkJHdd1FqsI/AAAAAAAABk4/fAvairO2Lks/s72-c/olevel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-7987584028331541063</id><published>2009-06-24T02:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T02:00:20.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>20th june&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SkETjjrqrDI/AAAAAAAABkw/V3eocTo95oM/s1600-h/wannirah-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350579333887601714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SkETjjrqrDI/AAAAAAAABkw/V3eocTo95oM/s320/wannirah-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; well, last saturday after a boring english class, meet up with anak ismail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaha, since he live in such a faraway area in woodlands, waiting for him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to come to the east will take him ages since it was a kinda last minute thing,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i volunteer myself to meet him there, but then again, he's like a girl, who&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;have to doll up for so long so waited for him at woodlands interchange.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after which went to tampines took a short train trip to pasir ris. ate mc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;donald as my dam late breakfast,lunch and dinner, then sat at the pasir ris park&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and spent quiet moments there, talking about those complicated times and the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;first day of school incidents. when you sit around, time flies fast and by then&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it was freaking 11pluspm ,like WTH! rush back to tampines and catch a last bus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 june to 18 june&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SkEADrZJV2I/AAAAAAAABko/0lplIA5Id7o/s1600-h/kl+hotel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350557895480661858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SkEADrZJV2I/AAAAAAAABko/0lplIA5Id7o/s320/kl+hotel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; first stop by destinition was kuala lumpur as the journey is too far&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;strecth stayed over at kl for a night and see the time we arrived&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in kl from s'pore. its not in the afternoon but early morning when&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;everyone is stiil asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SkEADbPnwoI/AAAAAAAABkg/8oeFP7reM2k/s1600-h/minah+tudung.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350557891145745026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 142px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SkEADbPnwoI/AAAAAAAABkg/8oeFP7reM2k/s320/minah+tudung.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i had to be minah tudung for a while during the holiday trip as mostly if you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;enter the big mosque around the region, you have to wear scarf, its a compulsory&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but yet i still can never understand that they wont let you in if you're not wearing scarf or&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to them the clothes you wear its like going to the club plus with no scarf, and it will be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;like you're forbidden from entering the mosque, like a big whatever when the people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;there could wear scarf with a short sleeves shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SkEADOBxmKI/AAAAAAAABkY/XhVUVE0oChA/s1600-h/ladyirah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350557887598008482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 142px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SkEADOBxmKI/AAAAAAAABkY/XhVUVE0oChA/s320/ladyirah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ok, since the journey was freaking long from the start, if i'm still awake and not &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;time for sleep yet all i do was cam-whoring in the car. bored mah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SkEAC_oXRnI/AAAAAAAABkI/ekhG3DIk1XA/s1600-h/Photo0286-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350557883733329522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SkEAC_oXRnI/AAAAAAAABkI/ekhG3DIk1XA/s320/Photo0286-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; we, stayed for a night only at batu burok beach resort. it was not that bad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for those who going for budge travelling actually. the view is nice but not as&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nice as the room but it was ok lah. anyway below were from a short photoshoot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;session by the batu burok beach ehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SkD_scSeenI/AAAAAAAABkA/AaMu9Bj3dOM/s1600-h/Photo0273-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350557496289163890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SkD_scSeenI/AAAAAAAABkA/AaMu9Bj3dOM/s320/Photo0273-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SkD_sLYe5VI/AAAAAAAABj4/ptnnVMIJrmc/s1600-h/Photo0272-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350557491750954322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SkD_sLYe5VI/AAAAAAAABj4/ptnnVMIJrmc/s320/Photo0272-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SkD_sN8w2YI/AAAAAAAABjw/8r2puNx8S_U/s1600-h/Photo0270-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350557492439996802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SkD_sN8w2YI/AAAAAAAABjw/8r2puNx8S_U/s320/Photo0270-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SkD_r4U89JI/AAAAAAAABjo/WG9t9HOdpIo/s1600-h/Photo0268-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350557486635873426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SkD_r4U89JI/AAAAAAAABjo/WG9t9HOdpIo/s320/Photo0268-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SkD_rlBGulI/AAAAAAAABjg/QzB-2L8Sk6k/s1600-h/Photo0267-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350557481452354130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SkD_rlBGulI/AAAAAAAABjg/QzB-2L8Sk6k/s320/Photo0267-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SkD_IbFmn8I/AAAAAAAABjY/jE7GM5IKdEg/s1600-h/irahphotography-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350556877491445698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SkD_IbFmn8I/AAAAAAAABjY/jE7GM5IKdEg/s320/irahphotography-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SkD_IVbIk3I/AAAAAAAABjQ/nThCvyGR6lY/s1600-h/Photo0297-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350556875971138418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SkD_IVbIk3I/AAAAAAAABjQ/nThCvyGR6lY/s320/Photo0297-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;welll, from batu beach resort we moved to primula hotel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what a realive,seriously. must i say more, my family just cant&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;stay at place that is not up to our standard. not trying to boast&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;around though bust since young, my family have been adapting to mostly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5 stars hotel even if we have to stay at the 3 start hotels, the rooms must be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;good though same goes for the service. ok, i'm lying if i said i've never stayed at&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a hotel/resort that is lower than 5 stars. but most of it were great even it wa snot graded&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5 stars except for batu burok beach resort, from experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350557882079404274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SkEAC5eCYPI/AAAAAAAABkQ/h82B6cmtuD4/s320/Photo0369-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;this is the beach view from the primula hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SkD_IBVWX_I/AAAAAAAABjI/eCdV1e_3uA8/s1600-h/Photo0301-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350556870578167794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SkD_IBVWX_I/AAAAAAAABjI/eCdV1e_3uA8/s320/Photo0301-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my dear granny and mom at pasar payang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SkD_H3wjZ0I/AAAAAAAABjA/sVOf0Q1ARpI/s1600-h/Photo0324-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350556868007913282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SkD_H3wjZ0I/AAAAAAAABjA/sVOf0Q1ARpI/s320/Photo0324-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the crystal mosque.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dosent seems to be so crystal to me, but i like the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;air conditioned mosque,hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SkD_HWbS4VI/AAAAAAAABi4/hfevlfH4_Ns/s1600-h/at+crystal+mosque.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350556859060379986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SkD_HWbS4VI/AAAAAAAABi4/hfevlfH4_Ns/s320/at+crystal+mosque.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SkD7vdWjvhI/AAAAAAAABh4/vU2EGvfVL8c/s1600-h/village.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350553150067818002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SkD7vdWjvhI/AAAAAAAABh4/vU2EGvfVL8c/s320/village.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ok, while at terengganu, my grandma wanted to visit her long lost relatives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we had the address but to find the house was realy a hassle. as one thing for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sure,never never never ask the people there if you lost your way when you want&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to find a place,cause they can never give good direction as they dont really know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;their way around their own city/country or even the name of the place and road.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well, if you're lucky, 1 out of the 100 may know the way around and you will get out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;of the maze. so it took us hours and hours to find the house, by th etime we found &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the house,it was already 6pluspm,like whatever,my butt was in pain sitting in the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;car for long hours. anyway stayed at terangganu for two days. and next,kelantan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;here i come!!!! ok side track abit, over here you can barely shop for anything &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;except for the mothers, but the beach view is really nice especially if you go to the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;island around it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SkD7GtzvcJI/AAAAAAAABhw/1I2-wm_hiMA/s1600-h/Photo0389-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350552450110550162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SkD7GtzvcJI/AAAAAAAABhw/1I2-wm_hiMA/s320/Photo0389-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the only destinition we arrived early was kelantan. we reached there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nearing evening after which went to the one only shopping mall they have&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in the city. it was bigh though,did some shopping there too. too many things to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;buy, i was going crazy seeing all the shoes and bags that irritate my parents&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so much, like they always say" why do you need a new bag or shoe, you have a lot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at home", which i dont think that i have a lot,just a couple,bluek,hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SkD7GN8sWOI/AAAAAAAABho/FMquF__sDrA/s1600-h/Photo0412-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350552441558161634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SkD7GN8sWOI/AAAAAAAABho/FMquF__sDrA/s320/Photo0412-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; if you ever go to kelantan, you can see almost all the signboards of the different&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;shops will have both in english and arabic language. like what!!!!, but it was so&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cute lah,especially the mc donald&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SkD7GPatutI/AAAAAAAABhg/-fSXmdKCnD0/s1600-h/Photo0449-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350552441952516818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SkD7GPatutI/AAAAAAAABhg/-fSXmdKCnD0/s320/Photo0449-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; see this sign above? try to take a look closer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i just cant understand why they have such a rule at all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the big mosque, where you have to wear everything proper which the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;main thing you have to wear a scarf . i mean as long you're not wearing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;clothes that are bare, you can enter the mosque already, you're entering&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the house of Allah, because you want to pray not do something stupid. side track&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a bit,some mosque in the region even if you want to enter the toilet you have to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wear scraf if not your totally not allwoed to enter, i know like WTH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SkD5qtUXGlI/AAAAAAAABhQ/brF0yTxmRkY/s1600-h/Photo0451-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350550869430966866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SkD5qtUXGlI/AAAAAAAABhQ/brF0yTxmRkY/s320/Photo0451-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; early afternoon, after praying at the big mosque near kelantan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SkD1_Rho-mI/AAAAAAAABhI/UpvewSgs6OU/s1600-h/Photo0466-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350546824701213282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SkD1_Rho-mI/AAAAAAAABhI/UpvewSgs6OU/s320/Photo0466-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my morning bucuk face, at one of the stop by coffee shop and rest area&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;along the highway, and it was freaking 2plus in the morning, and i was&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so sleepy yet i lost counts of how many time i woke up and sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;again in the car as all i see was long strecth of road and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we were not even nearing malacca yet. except for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SkD1_G-cCdI/AAAAAAAABhA/IRqHRj4yd7g/s1600-h/Photo0476-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350546821869210066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SkD1_G-cCdI/AAAAAAAABhA/IRqHRj4yd7g/s320/Photo0476-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; well,stop by malacca as my dad was super tired, so we didnt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;make our way home straight as the journey was too far strecth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;from kelantan to singapore. and guess what time we actually arrived&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at the hotel? it was freaking 3plus in the morning, its like a wasted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;booking a hotel that we didnt even stay for a night. anyway did&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;some shopping at malacca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SkD1_JTqC9I/AAAAAAAABg4/ZEpmwB0iVvw/s1600-h/Photo0513-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350546822495079378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SkD1_JTqC9I/AAAAAAAABg4/ZEpmwB0iVvw/s320/Photo0513-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;see, the time i reached home, damn tired and sleepy by then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and arrived to all my destinition at m'sia was the around the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;same time as this or even later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sidetrack-the holidays trips pictures theres about 500 over pictures so i cant possibly upload all of them here so the pistures here are just the tiney bit of it&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-7987584028331541063?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/7987584028331541063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=7987584028331541063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/7987584028331541063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/7987584028331541063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/2009/06/20th-june-well-last-saturday-after.html' title=''/><author><name>lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04012979723477183258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SkETjjrqrDI/AAAAAAAABkw/V3eocTo95oM/s72-c/wannirah-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-3976774043687197656</id><published>2009-06-13T00:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T00:23:00.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SjJ9eB1akmI/AAAAAAAABgw/LYPWEoYC-4c/s1600-h/034-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346473662484222562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SjJ9eB1akmI/AAAAAAAABgw/LYPWEoYC-4c/s320/034-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i'm like floating around,&lt;br /&gt;with know purpose or direction where to go,&lt;br /&gt;where i still finding myself,&lt;br /&gt;and finding a place that where i belong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, today i skip school which i have no intention to do so until i woke up late. as school supposed to start at 9plus am. when i woke it was nearly 10, so i thought i was late until i read a text by my friend,nick, saying sw was cancelled and the only lesson for the day was ofc. so i really couldnt made up my mind whether to go school or not for just freaking one lesson and freaking damn 1 hour only. after doing much thinking, i wanted skip not until i was inform that its important for me to come as there were some important thing to be announced and given out. so i changed my mind and make my way to school which half way through,i change my mind again(ok, i know fickle minded) cause when i take a look at my watch , i was damn late already and by time i reached school,class will end soon. so beep nick that i decide not to come. so mak emy way to woodlands and meet up with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i dont mind the long journey and with no compant, not until today when this weird guy move sit from behind to the empty sit in front of me. at first it was fine until he change he's position and lean against the window with his legs straighten out. ok, i felt irritated to how he sit as its like i have no privacy at all. which like ya, no privacy at all, as he kept turning and look at me with this weird scary way. i starts to jitters venthough after a while he change he's position and sit how normally everyone does, but he kept pretending to turn behind and then take a sec to look at me before he look in front. for that moment of time, i was really praying hard that the bus would drive a bit more faster as it reaching woodlans soon. upon going down from the pass, i took bigger steps, afraid that he might follow. that is my most scariest journey in the bus. so i suppossed to wait for him and the 168 bus stand, so i called asking where he is yet he made my mood all down,as he was still at home. i had a quite bad day actually, one after another, the scary bus journey, then him being late till i have to board a bus to his house then wait for him outside his house. and stand ther like statue. i quite mad him though as i came all the way from the east and that is what i recevied. after a while i cool down, dont to put more pressure on it. so took bus back to tampines slack a while then make our way to simei, had my late breakfast and lucnh at lj meeting nick and hafiz there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after filling up my empty stomach, slack a while then i went home. so now i have yet pack my things for the holiday trip. i'm too lazy, too many things to pack and i still have mor ethings to buy even before i do shopping spree during the holiday trip. i'll be away for few days, so dont miss me!!! hehehe..i'll be going in the evening tomorrow(which is today,haha)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-3976774043687197656?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/3976774043687197656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=3976774043687197656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/3976774043687197656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/3976774043687197656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-like-floating-around-with-know.html' title=''/><author><name>lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04012979723477183258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SjJ9eB1akmI/AAAAAAAABgw/LYPWEoYC-4c/s72-c/034-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-459089408074145626</id><published>2009-06-10T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T22:13:00.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/Si-_SRclgRI/AAAAAAAABgo/x_VOOX0AeP4/s1600-h/Photo0114-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345701603353919762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/Si-_SRclgRI/AAAAAAAABgo/x_VOOX0AeP4/s320/Photo0114-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/Si-_RxG-_yI/AAAAAAAABgg/xMsjnDQis90/s1600-h/Photo0100-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345701594673381154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/Si-_RxG-_yI/AAAAAAAABgg/xMsjnDQis90/s320/Photo0100-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yesterday was a long day for me, whats more i spend most of the hours outisde with family and i had no time to even take a look at my crn book and notes as there were ca paper just now which i hope i do well for it after just scanning through the notes during the break time. anyway my parents picked me up at eastpoint with dear hanif baby, off to changi airport and walk around there. along the way met up with brother for a while, and i also dora the explorer!!! ok WATEVA! dear hanif likes it everytime he saw the board with dora picture on it but when he saw it real life, he was afraid, so cutee the reaction. what made it more cute, when he didnt called dora instead he called it 'dola'. when ever baby hanif is around, it will always be very hectic and havoc. but overall he will make you laugh till your jaw drop. so after some time went for prayers and sent baby hanif home. while me and parents went back to changi airport met up with brother again and we had dinner at swensen in a way to celebrate my parents anniversary yesterday. so after which made my way home and reached home around 10plus pm. by then i was online and on the phone with him, and totally in no mood to study whats more when i feeling damn tired and all i want to do is just sit around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, like i said i had ca for crn early in the afternoon. i was so freaking nervous and stress as in enter the room and sit. when the ppaer was in front of my heart was thumping real fast hoping the paper will be easy and give away questions to help me. but after reading a short pasaage they gave, the 1st question really made me feel like giving up as i didnt remember the answer to it even though i had read on that for many times during the break. wont touch more on the paper, all i hope i pass and did well for it. anyway, he's feeling quite sick today, get well soon and have a good rest. &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/23848992-459089408074145626?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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CRN test on wednesday&lt;br /&gt;2. OSA test on friday&lt;br /&gt;3. 1 week trip holiday to malaysia - kl, terengganu and kelantan&lt;br /&gt;4. going for spa treatment, mother and daughter only,woohoo!!!&lt;br /&gt;5. class pit (not confirm)&lt;br /&gt;6. school trip- kukup island&lt;br /&gt;7. community service - batam (not confirm)&lt;br /&gt;8. industry attachment - chiang mai, thailand&lt;br /&gt;9. olevel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;above, is the list of trips and exams, coming up during this few weeks and the up coming months. i guess my days every week are packed including this whole year with lost of events, activities and exams that keeping myself busy. anyway, i couldnr remember when was the last time i actually went for my cca i think it have been 4th time in a row since i last go for my drama club. i dont know, maybe i'm changing cca if everything will be doing is all the same old thing or may be i just stick with it for the rest of the months till i graduated. with many things packing up my days every week, i have hardly a good rest especially last night when i reached home around 12 plus midnight from jb, as my dad wanted to do servicing for his car there. the traffic jams at both espore and msia immigrations made me reached home late in fact since early morning yesterday, i kept yawning all the way till i reached home at night. gosh, the yawning was really contagious, just wont stop. so bought myself a new wallet then along the way is saw this flowery sling bag, and it attracted me so much, tried to beg my mom to buy it for me but she insist to wait till next time we come back to jb, haiyo!!!.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-3708225604444267613?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/3708225604444267613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=3708225604444267613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/3708225604444267613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/3708225604444267613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/2009/06/1.html' title=''/><author><name>lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04012979723477183258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-7857351022670862516</id><published>2009-06-06T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T23:00:00.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOST MY EZ LINK CARD!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm freaking down right now since morning i should say when i realised that i actually lost my ez link card. i know its pretty stupid that i'm sad over a freaking card. i dont know why its so precious tome whats more when the ezlink card is togetehr with my class timetable and my ever cute baby photo(bluek!!!) which is inside the it lanyard. haiyo!!!!..i search my whole room and bags i wore to school but still missing. i guess i must drop it while walking home yesterday which i didnt realised it must had dropped some where when i was having a freaking great headache and walking like a drunken bitch that made him insist of sending me home till my block. but because of my&lt;em&gt; perangai yang kepale batu&lt;/em&gt;,i insist that i able to walk home myself even the massage he gave me didnt made my headache went away like how he used to do it and it feels better after that. haiz... i really have no mood to update further except m ez link card, till here...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-7857351022670862516?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/7857351022670862516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=7857351022670862516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/7857351022670862516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/7857351022670862516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-lost-my-ez-link-card-im-freaking-down.html' title=''/><author><name>lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04012979723477183258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23848992.post-873753035506077185</id><published>2009-06-03T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T08:16:40.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SiaS3JCsFbI/AAAAAAAABgY/B3WDgCdLtik/s1600-h/032-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343119483939329458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SiaS3JCsFbI/AAAAAAAABgY/B3WDgCdLtik/s320/032-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#330033;"&gt; i may look calm like the sea,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#330033;"&gt;but once the waves come crashing on to the beach,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#330033;"&gt;thats when you know my heart has broken into pieces,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#330033;"&gt;but the pain i'm feeling is not like the sea washing the sand away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#330033;"&gt;cause it will be there forever and it remains as a scar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23848992-873753035506077185?l=beautifulymadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/feeds/873753035506077185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23848992&amp;postID=873753035506077185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/873753035506077185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23848992/posts/default/873753035506077185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulymadness.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-may-look-calm-like-sea-but-once-waves.html' title=''/><author><name>lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04012979723477183258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZOHL5SiGFmE/SiaS3JCsFbI/AAAAAAAABgY/B3WDgCdLtik/s72-c/032-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
