<?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-6406403</id><updated>2011-04-22T09:57:29.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nas</title><subtitle type='html'>alifhofnouieb;fa</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>532</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-1666591115285175672</id><published>2007-12-08T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T23:08:34.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm i think i am addicted to Tom Yam Soup.&lt;br /&gt;awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i think i have totally wasted the whole of november&lt;br /&gt;in terms of studying&lt;br /&gt;i have done absolutely nothing&lt;br /&gt;its so shocking that school reopens in 3 weeks&lt;br /&gt;it only hit me when naz told me&lt;br /&gt;3 weeks??&lt;br /&gt;and i havent even touched Economics.&lt;br /&gt;oh crap.&lt;br /&gt;i cannot believe i am taking A Levels next year&lt;br /&gt;am i for real?&lt;br /&gt;im so not ready!&lt;br /&gt;i needa study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the library with aidil today&lt;br /&gt;bumped into fairuz and jing yi&lt;br /&gt;sitting in front of aidil in the library&lt;br /&gt;was a future math genius&lt;br /&gt;this little bespectacled boy doing his math assessment book&lt;br /&gt;no doubt promptly asked by his kiasu parents&lt;br /&gt;while his sister was powering her way through mandarin&lt;br /&gt;if only my own sister can do that with her mandarin studies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tu lah. pandai pandai sangat nak belajar bahasa cina&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brain felt so rusty today&lt;br /&gt;i could almost hear the gears cringing&lt;br /&gt;cant even do simple math questions&lt;br /&gt;i am screwed i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmrw. i will bulldoze my way through math&lt;br /&gt;and then i'll quickly start on geography&lt;br /&gt;read on duchess of malfi&lt;br /&gt;and reread Brave New World&lt;br /&gt;and God help me with Economics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need As!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and i dont mean Aidil. (:&lt;br /&gt;that i already have. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;we're always competing each other on MSN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/_RkJ3CR1T9/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/_RkJ3CR1T9.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/Md5Cqye8UL/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/Md5Cqye8UL.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;and that's how i cheat in Tic Tac Toe. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/6406403-1666591115285175672?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/1666591115285175672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/1666591115285175672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#1666591115285175672' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-3558004672973531386</id><published>2007-12-05T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T11:55:04.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just came back from sleeping over at my sister's place&lt;br /&gt;sorry for not updating regularly&lt;br /&gt;i wanna update about elisha's birthday party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt like i was in an episode of MTV's Sweet Sixteen&lt;br /&gt;everyone was dressed to the nines&lt;br /&gt;me, haziqah, falina and begum met up&lt;br /&gt;went to beg's house to change&lt;br /&gt;i ended up ironing falina's and haziqah's clothes&lt;br /&gt;omg. begum's little brother is cute&lt;br /&gt;haha despite the fact that he's 15 years&lt;br /&gt;and he's musically inclined&lt;br /&gt;so the talented!&lt;br /&gt;so after we were all dressed&lt;br /&gt;and haziqah was trying to familiarise herself with her 'high' heels&lt;br /&gt;we had to look for a taxi&lt;br /&gt;not very easy&lt;br /&gt;but in the end we managed to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we all shared the cabfare&lt;br /&gt;and of course&lt;br /&gt;the first ones to arrive&lt;br /&gt;we ended up exploring the museum a bit&lt;br /&gt;and sat down on the 2nd floor and just talked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so finally the rest of the class arrived&lt;br /&gt;and we entered the Glass Hall&lt;br /&gt;the place was so nicely decorated&lt;br /&gt;with laces and butterflies&lt;br /&gt;and on every table was a bowl filled with cadburry chocolate&lt;br /&gt;so of course we finished the bowl pretty fast&lt;br /&gt;then the programme finally started&lt;br /&gt;and elisha entered with her brother in her arms&lt;br /&gt;oh gosh she was so beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;her gown was such a pretty green colour&lt;br /&gt;apparently she rented it at a wedding shop. haha&lt;br /&gt;and she started dancing with thee guys&lt;br /&gt;first her dad&lt;br /&gt;then her boyfriend. so romantic!&lt;br /&gt;((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the food was amazing&lt;br /&gt;pineapple rice&lt;br /&gt;and breaded shrimp&lt;br /&gt;and sweet&amp;amp;sour fish&lt;br /&gt;and chocolate cake! yummmms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then i had to leave early all thanks to her&lt;br /&gt;felt so bad for leaving early&lt;br /&gt;and i missed the dancing too. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/EUP00Pd7HC/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/EUP00Pd7HC.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/Wq7gT_hJgb/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/Wq7gT_hJgb.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/LU1XsPe3T8/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/LU1XsPe3T8.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/Jdzjfsnc6J/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/Jdzjfsnc6J.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/B2AVcX6Ky5/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/B2AVcX6Ky5.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told you elisha was gorgeous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/iGyqtdDVsG/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/iGyqtdDVsG.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/6y2z3vCNlK/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/6y2z3vCNlK.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/BxpekT0RtY/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/BxpekT0RtY.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/vpGYIoW_o6/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/vpGYIoW_o6.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/rL8OmWRxvx/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/rL8OmWRxvx.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the class picnic was GREAT&lt;br /&gt;even if nothing went as planned&lt;br /&gt;me, haziqah, begum and halima got lost&lt;br /&gt;and even feared for ourlives&lt;br /&gt;because the thunderstorm was so strong&lt;br /&gt;it was scary&lt;br /&gt;in the end we seek shelter at a place called Mr Prata&lt;br /&gt;and i ordered indian rojak for everyone&lt;br /&gt;yum yum!&lt;br /&gt;so we finally met up with the rest of the class&lt;br /&gt;at esplanade&lt;br /&gt;and munched through all the food that we made&lt;br /&gt;i made pizzas for everyone&lt;br /&gt;and yes. it was edible. no one died after eating my pizzas thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after some went home&lt;br /&gt;the rest of us stayed on to play truth or double dare&lt;br /&gt;needless to say&lt;br /&gt;things got real interesting&lt;br /&gt;and then they dragged aidil to play along&lt;br /&gt;when he was just suppose to pick me up&lt;br /&gt;poor thing! haha&lt;br /&gt;but we all had a good laugh about it&lt;br /&gt;((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/GWflJ3Tt-u/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/GWflJ3Tt-u.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/PqFmj0oisN/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/PqFmj0oisN.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/DrxWBKv9R_/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/DrxWBKv9R_.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/5lvI3gwgPB/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/5lvI3gwgPB.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/EbzeRi5AUT/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/EbzeRi5AUT.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/ZDSQEefuZm/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/ZDSQEefuZm.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yes&lt;br /&gt;i've only been out twice this month&lt;br /&gt;but i had to be crucified for that&lt;br /&gt;and all because of your inapt mental capability&lt;br /&gt;of thinking logically&lt;br /&gt;what is wrong with you?&lt;br /&gt;nobody is perfect&lt;br /&gt;or rather&lt;br /&gt;nobody can ever reach your expectations&lt;br /&gt;i want to live my own life&lt;br /&gt;not by your values. but mine.&lt;br /&gt;why is it that i always have to compromise for you?&lt;br /&gt;when have you ever compromise yourself for me?&lt;br /&gt;will it KILL you just to speak nicely to me?&lt;br /&gt;when will it get into your head that i have feelings too&lt;br /&gt;im not some punching bag for you to vent your frustrations on&lt;br /&gt;just because you didnt go through what we are going through&lt;br /&gt;doesnt give you the right to decide&lt;br /&gt;not to be understanding&lt;br /&gt;and you tell me i dont want to communicate??&lt;br /&gt;and you say i dont care about anything but myself?&lt;br /&gt;are you bloody kidding me??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;congratulations dear Mother&lt;br /&gt;you have successfully stripped me of my happiness&lt;br /&gt;i never knew you had it in you to actually do such things&lt;br /&gt;or say such things&lt;br /&gt;they say emotional scars run deeper than physical scars&lt;br /&gt;if you have the excuse of not having been trained to be a Mother&lt;br /&gt;well guess what. i havent been trained to be your daughter&lt;br /&gt;so we're both in the same boat&lt;br /&gt;im willing to compromise. make sacrifices. for you.&lt;br /&gt;but would you do the same thing for me?&lt;br /&gt;i think not.&lt;br /&gt;you've never encouraged me in ANYTHING &lt;br /&gt;all my interests. anything that makes me happy&lt;br /&gt;not a shroud of encouragement from my Mother. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so lucky i have Dad with me&lt;br /&gt;and my friends&lt;br /&gt;and Aidil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being there for me yesterday&lt;br /&gt;thanks for wiping my tears away&lt;br /&gt;thanks for hugging me till i felt better&lt;br /&gt;thanks for everything&lt;br /&gt;ily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/PnxpszRx-d/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/PnxpszRx-d.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/ZLZwVeaoKf/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/ZLZwVeaoKf.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-3558004672973531386?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/3558004672973531386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/3558004672973531386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#3558004672973531386' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-6208337347726284223</id><published>2007-12-01T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T12:11:34.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;no matter what you say about love&lt;br /&gt;i keep coming back for more&lt;br /&gt;keep my hand in the fire&lt;br /&gt;sooner or later&lt;br /&gt;i get what i'm asking for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter what you say about life&lt;br /&gt;i learn every time i bleed&lt;br /&gt;the truth is a stranger&lt;br /&gt;soul is in danger&lt;br /&gt;i gotta let my spirit be free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to admit that i'm wrong and then change my mind&lt;br /&gt;sorry but i have to move on and leave you behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant waste time so give it a moment&lt;br /&gt;i realised nothing's broken&lt;br /&gt;no need to worry bout' everything i've done&lt;br /&gt;lived every second like it was my last one&lt;br /&gt;don't look back got a new direction&lt;br /&gt;i loved you once needed protection&lt;br /&gt;you're still a part of everything i do&lt;br /&gt;you're on my heart just like a tattoo&lt;br /&gt;just like a tattoo&lt;br /&gt;i'll always have you (i'll always have you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sick of playing all of these games&lt;br /&gt;it's not about taking sides&lt;br /&gt;when i looked in the mirror didn't deliver&lt;br /&gt;it hurt enough to think that i could stop&lt;br /&gt;admit that i'm wrong and then change my mind&lt;br /&gt;sorry but i gotta be strong and leave you behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant waste time so give it a moment&lt;br /&gt;i realised nothing's broken&lt;br /&gt;no need to worry bout' everything i've done&lt;br /&gt;lived every second like it was my last one&lt;br /&gt;don't look back got a new direction&lt;br /&gt;i loved you once needed protection&lt;br /&gt;you're still a part of everything i do&lt;br /&gt;you're on my heart just like a tattoo&lt;br /&gt;just like a tattoo&lt;br /&gt;i'll always have you (i'll always have you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i live every moment&lt;br /&gt;won't change any moment&lt;br /&gt;still a part of me in you&lt;br /&gt;i will never regret you&lt;br /&gt;still the memory of you&lt;br /&gt;marks everything i do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant waste time so give it a moment&lt;br /&gt;i realised nothing's broken&lt;br /&gt;no need to worry bout' everything i've done&lt;br /&gt;lived every second like it was my last one&lt;br /&gt;don't look back got a new direction&lt;br /&gt;i loved you once needed protection&lt;br /&gt;you're still a part of everything i do&lt;br /&gt;you're on my heart just like a tattoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant waste time so give it a moment&lt;br /&gt;i realised nothing's broken&lt;br /&gt;no need to worry bout' everything i've done&lt;br /&gt;lived every second like it was my last one&lt;br /&gt;don't look back got a new direction&lt;br /&gt;i loved you once needed protection&lt;br /&gt;you're still a part of everything i do&lt;br /&gt;you're on my heart just like a tattoo&lt;br /&gt;just like a tattoo&lt;br /&gt;i'll always have you&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/TxjH5pSEbK/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/TxjH5pSEbK/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently the song that is stuck in my head now&lt;br /&gt;i like the song&lt;br /&gt;i just hate and completely despise the meaning of it&lt;br /&gt;how can you leave someone behind&lt;br /&gt;and yet claim you still have them?&lt;br /&gt;its so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;selfish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is the other person suppose to do about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you're still a part of everything i do&lt;br /&gt;you're on my heart just like a tattoo&lt;br /&gt;i'll always have you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yet you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;leave&lt;/span&gt; the person&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;can't waste time&lt;/span&gt; on them?&lt;br /&gt;does that not sound selfish??&lt;br /&gt;apparently this is exactly what's happening with someone i know&lt;br /&gt;which is why i'm disgusted.&lt;br /&gt;too bad i kinda like the song. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;a strangled smile fell from your face&lt;br /&gt;it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kills me&lt;/span&gt; that i hurt you this way&lt;br /&gt;the worst part is that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i didn't even know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now there's a million reasons for you to go&lt;br /&gt;but if you could find a reason to stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll do whatever it takes&lt;br /&gt;to turn this around&lt;br /&gt;i know what's at stake&lt;br /&gt;i know that i've let you down&lt;br /&gt;and if you give me a chance&lt;br /&gt;believe that i can change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'll keep us together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;whatever it takes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so sorry for the past few days&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-6208337347726284223?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/6208337347726284223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/6208337347726284223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#6208337347726284223' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-585994169833608946</id><published>2007-11-27T09:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T09:41:47.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/j22iLepoNA/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/j22iLepoNA.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so tired from crying&lt;br /&gt;or tearing up&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could say my tears were happy ones&lt;br /&gt;but they're &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;far&lt;/span&gt; from it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all good intentions go wrong&lt;br /&gt;words are misunderstood&lt;br /&gt;people get hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;others assume and anger takes place&lt;br /&gt;while there i am trying my best&lt;br /&gt;but no one seems to notice&lt;br /&gt;and my fears come true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i start feeling horrible&lt;br /&gt;the most selfish monster on the face of this earth&lt;br /&gt;and then i start feeling frustrated&lt;br /&gt;because i never wanted any of this&lt;br /&gt;and i dont believe i am such a person&lt;br /&gt;but people seem to think so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year was a great year for me&lt;br /&gt;at the very least i was happy most of the time&lt;br /&gt;but ever since school holidays started&lt;br /&gt;ive been feeling miserable&lt;br /&gt;hopeless&lt;br /&gt;terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came close to a nervous breakdown&lt;br /&gt;so stressed from all the pressures from all aspects of my life&lt;br /&gt;i wish they could cut me some slack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but mr. abdullah says i need to be strong&lt;br /&gt;and so i shall&lt;br /&gt;i'll try. but i need help&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im tired of pretending nothing's wrong&lt;br /&gt;tired of pretending everything's okay&lt;br /&gt;im praying it will be soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual. woke up feeling depressed&lt;br /&gt;so i decided to revisit an old therapy&lt;br /&gt;went xanga and started reading quotes.&lt;br /&gt;inspirational quotes got me through so much&lt;br /&gt;breakups&lt;br /&gt;makeups&lt;br /&gt;friendship tussles&lt;br /&gt;mom fightings..&lt;br /&gt;im sure they'll get me through this one too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just some that caught my eye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;amp;don't we all hope for a boy, who,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;as we smooth our hair &amp;amp; tug at our clothes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will grab our hands, smile, &amp;amp; ask us,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"now, what the heck are you trying to fix, beautiful?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let's run away to a place where&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the air tastes like rain and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the sun shines like Sunday morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You bring your laugh and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll bring my sense of humor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and we can taste the days,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;one week after another&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i miss you so much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-585994169833608946?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/585994169833608946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/585994169833608946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#585994169833608946' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-1999940705934325484</id><published>2007-11-25T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T17:36:44.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pahang was such an experience&lt;br /&gt;but i have to say&lt;br /&gt;visiting the orang asli there&lt;br /&gt;it was so hard to leave&lt;br /&gt;you wanna stay and do so much more&lt;br /&gt;help them&lt;br /&gt;especially the children&lt;br /&gt;i have such a burning desire&lt;br /&gt;to make a change&lt;br /&gt;any change, even a small one&lt;br /&gt;to their lives&lt;br /&gt;they deserve to be happy&lt;br /&gt;i miss seni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/p9dvisUxGj/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/p9dvisUxGj.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/xj7HEXrJCQ/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/xj7HEXrJCQ.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such a fulfilling visit.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go there again please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somewhere i dont wanna go again would be kenong rimba park&lt;br /&gt;the trek was such a nightmare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;special mention to some people:&lt;br /&gt;nadia- thanks for keeping me warm. im so grateful&lt;br /&gt;zhe ying- thanks for your concern darling (:&lt;br /&gt;khairin- thanks for getting rid of the leech for me. really.&lt;br /&gt;ilham,ivan,yan ling- thanks for taking care of me while i was at the hotel! you guys are great&lt;br /&gt;mr ng,mr lim,veron,ian,mojo- thanks so the very much. ((:&lt;br /&gt;of course&lt;br /&gt;atiq,aidil,muz- thanks for helping me k? and for all your concern. means a lot (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/5_X9FORfXK/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/5_X9FORfXK.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;great&lt;/span&gt; roomies does wonders to a trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so does having your friends around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/d1fXmElzAa/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/d1fXmElzAa.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best friends before the trip&lt;br /&gt;bestIER friends after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/qHJGfJM7MW/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/qHJGfJM7MW.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as always. made me realise just how much i do. i really do. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was the touch tournament&lt;br /&gt;kinda disappointing. on my part at least. ah well&lt;br /&gt;cant keep fretting about it&lt;br /&gt;i have to change from a fat slow poke&lt;br /&gt;to a fit hot rugger eh? (:&lt;br /&gt;haha i reckon i need all the help i can get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for coming down to support!!&lt;br /&gt;appreciate it much much.&lt;br /&gt;though i know muz has a whole different motive for being down there.&lt;br /&gt;haha ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/hc2yFIGnff/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/hc2yFIGnff.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darling atiq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/F4JANPFyPu/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/F4JANPFyPu.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my personal cheerleader in black! (:&lt;br /&gt;(okay he's not the one wearing specs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/-PRo_EXzV1/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/-PRo_EXzV1.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/HONPjbur1B/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/HONPjbur1B.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna miss you like nuts naz!&lt;br /&gt;come back from KL quick please! =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;its all different now.&lt;br /&gt;its tougher now.&lt;br /&gt;i hate that it's happened&lt;br /&gt;but it has&lt;br /&gt;and now we'll just have to deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;if we're gonna make it&lt;br /&gt;i need you by my side&lt;br /&gt;for always.&lt;/span&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/6406403-1999940705934325484?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/1999940705934325484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/1999940705934325484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#1999940705934325484' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-655770860093849040</id><published>2007-11-15T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T12:05:33.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>swiss raya outing was immediately after innovian outing&lt;br /&gt;so i was pretty tired out to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;but nonetheless&lt;br /&gt;was superbly excited about it&lt;br /&gt;as usual. my house is always the first.&lt;br /&gt;so naz came over earlier to do up her hair&lt;br /&gt;and also pass me her baju kurong&lt;br /&gt;very little people came though&lt;br /&gt;was quite disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;hariz, hazwani, sakinah, sahmadi.. so many couldnt make it.&lt;br /&gt;including the 3 gundus yan, fairuz and taufik. -.-&lt;br /&gt;those who were there..&lt;br /&gt;me, naz, ezah&lt;br /&gt;fahmi, afiq, hilmi&lt;br /&gt;erlinna, zulaikha&lt;br /&gt;fairuzana and syazrul. oh yes. adi! (zulaikha's boyfie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/lS2qidnH8u/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/lS2qidnH8u.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom made them do the formal thing again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after mine was fahmi's&lt;br /&gt;i didnt know he moved to yishun&lt;br /&gt;his baby sister so cute lah&lt;br /&gt;too bad she wasnt at home&lt;br /&gt;would've loved to see her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that i think it was syaz's house next&lt;br /&gt;so that he could change&lt;br /&gt;maybe he didnt get the memo&lt;br /&gt;but the dress code was suppose to be traditional&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;want to act mat salleh lah tu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/kokZpBgkVy/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/kokZpBgkVy.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the train&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/BsbLgBQOut/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/BsbLgBQOut.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/OzpuICMFLO/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/OzpuICMFLO.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;u&gt;still&lt;/u&gt; think i have pretty friends. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor erlinna got sick during the outing&lt;br /&gt;made somebody very concerned. *cough*&lt;br /&gt;meds didnt work&lt;br /&gt;in the end she had to leave early&lt;br /&gt;what a bummer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/5QuCwR0Ylz/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/5QuCwR0Ylz.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ezah's home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/Mc8C8Qbl2N/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/Mc8C8Qbl2N.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my 1st girlfriends. still. forever. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/jz1jGebM5c/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/jz1jGebM5c.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after ezah's house&lt;br /&gt;we went to naz's,&lt;br /&gt;then headed to hilmi's home&lt;br /&gt;i always liked his house&lt;br /&gt;so ulu. and very nice.&lt;br /&gt;his parents are really nice!&lt;br /&gt;mom gave us SATAY!! oh gosh. so nice. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then our last house was fairuzana's&lt;br /&gt;we arrived at her house at.. 11 plus.&lt;br /&gt;her mom made roti boyan&lt;br /&gt;so sedap can?&lt;br /&gt;haha but it was past midnight. and everyone was sleepy&lt;br /&gt;and i was getting tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darling was at jurong too.&lt;br /&gt;so decided to go home with him&lt;br /&gt;fahmi so nice. accompanied me to the mrt&lt;br /&gt;and cabbed home with aidil.&lt;br /&gt;was super super tired when i got home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of which&lt;br /&gt;went to boon keng ystd to support IJC soccer team!&lt;br /&gt;i have to say. i like seeing aidil play. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to vivo to eat.&lt;br /&gt;windowshopped for a while&lt;br /&gt;so many clothes. so little money. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;bumped into melissa and company over there&lt;br /&gt;even kak bella and siraj. -.-&lt;br /&gt;so after all the walking&lt;br /&gt;i wanted ice cream&lt;br /&gt;so we made our way to where else&lt;br /&gt;but Ben &amp;amp; Jerry! *clap clap*&lt;br /&gt;i had a cookie cookie sundae&lt;br /&gt;think i had sugar overload. or chocolate for that matter&lt;br /&gt;but doesnt matter. i'll jog later. (:&lt;br /&gt;decided to watch a movie&lt;br /&gt;BEE Movie.&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly good! hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;haha jerry seinfeld's a genius i tell ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a nice day well spent. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/ihoak-YrOx/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/ihoak-YrOx.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terima kasih orang chua chu kang!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thanks a gazillion naz (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-655770860093849040?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/655770860093849040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/655770860093849040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#655770860093849040' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-8420435810352531637</id><published>2007-11-11T11:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T12:27:35.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hari raya with the innovians was a blast!&lt;br /&gt;though we should have started earlier&lt;br /&gt;of course&lt;br /&gt;i was late&lt;br /&gt;felt like such a jerk for making everyone wait for me&lt;br /&gt;apologised profusely when i arrived. so sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we started out with atiqah's house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/iS4vHDfScS/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/iS4vHDfScS.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they occupied their time while waiting for me&lt;br /&gt;by taking pictures!&lt;br /&gt;i have such pretty friends don't i? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/7kqs7oMkRY/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/7kqs7oMkRY.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the white-ys of the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/iJvS8P6x5Y/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/iJvS8P6x5Y.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rusee and nadia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/BwWGHbb-vv/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/BwWGHbb-vv.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only brave souls who dared joined 9 girls out for raya&lt;br /&gt;(including darling of course(: )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/1IMLt9oYcf/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/1IMLt9oYcf.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;atiqah's mom cooked mee goreng for us. and i helped serve! =D&lt;br /&gt;she baked really nice cookies too&lt;br /&gt;and that conclude's atiq's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next. aidil's house! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was feeling so nervous on the way there&lt;br /&gt;was praying that i wouldn't look stupid&lt;br /&gt;or spill any drinks or say anything inappropriate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turns out..&lt;br /&gt;his parents are really nice people!! ((:&lt;br /&gt;aidil has a very pretty mom&lt;br /&gt;and a very macho looking dad. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/h8ssrEa22X/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/h8ssrEa22X.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a really pretty house (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next we head down to Cikgu Tetty's house&lt;br /&gt;we met cikgu's daughter there&lt;br /&gt;omg. she looks just like her&lt;br /&gt;same chubby cheeks and round eyes&lt;br /&gt;so the cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/stPQ8vkF5V/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/stPQ8vkF5V.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my adorable/sometimes you hate her/cant help but love her malay teacher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think only at cikgu's house did everyone really settled down&lt;br /&gt;and got comfortable&lt;br /&gt;cause that's when people like begum, fairuz, rusydia and of course, me&lt;br /&gt;get crazeee =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/QSGM7nZUa-/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/QSGM7nZUa-.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is just the starting for begum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh cikgu has a swing set outside her house&lt;br /&gt;and we took so many pictures there&lt;br /&gt;everyone was like a little kid&lt;br /&gt;tsk tsk. only i remained the mature one (right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/8zbh2MEo6L/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/8zbh2MEo6L.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/pf1Z0qu_eJ/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/pf1Z0qu_eJ.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2+2-1+1=4! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/0WCOw8B7Ba/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/0WCOw8B7Ba.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;white ranger begum?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/hhSjTkZhiY/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/hhSjTkZhiY.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aah. a dancer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/hREdwoaVqw/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/hREdwoaVqw.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so i decided to join in the fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/825dOAUP3o/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/825dOAUP3o.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while the girls were have so much fun with the swing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/C_NGFM66Hf/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/C_NGFM66Hf.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the boys decided to sit it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/ryXT9VVfRh/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/ryXT9VVfRh.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/79i5doQfKk/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/79i5doQfKk.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt believe that small little couch could fit all of us&lt;br /&gt;and cikgu simple flew and settled herself&lt;br /&gt;right smack in the middle&lt;br /&gt;we didnt know she was so agile. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after cikgu's house. we walked to Muz's house next&lt;br /&gt;which he promised was very near&lt;br /&gt;turns out. far lah! -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muz's mom cooked for us too. very nice!&lt;br /&gt;i realised i was eating a lot&lt;br /&gt;so far every house made something for us&lt;br /&gt;but we had to be polite&lt;br /&gt;so everyone started to eat&lt;br /&gt;while muz studied for his madrasah exam&lt;br /&gt;so poor thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after we left (and muz headed for his exam)&lt;br /&gt;it was MY HOUSE. nyehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we took a train there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the lrt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/-GlylUm_Wc/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/-GlylUm_Wc.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/ZIVkjqPsl_/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/ZIVkjqPsl_.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/VP2AZBU_TE/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/VP2AZBU_TE.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry but i think i have a really handsome boyfriend. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/rVImZTdPIL/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/rVImZTdPIL.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry fairuz. i just had to post this up. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my house!!&lt;br /&gt;my mom had a little surprise for my friends&lt;br /&gt;personalised cupcakes! yummy. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/UuFwQ2_5tP/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/UuFwQ2_5tP.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my mom cooked chicken curry as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/pZwwZGexLS/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/pZwwZGexLS.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think begum was still high from all that eating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/yoiqAedYZL/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/yoiqAedYZL.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the formal. haha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after my house was fairuz's house&lt;br /&gt;and then it was nadia's&lt;br /&gt;her mom made a really really nice pizza&lt;br /&gt;if only i wasnt so full&lt;br /&gt;i would've taken more. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last minute pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/p1P-BUufoI/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/p1P-BUufoI.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/rASRAfcCk9/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/rASRAfcCk9.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari raya with my classmates was so much fun&lt;br /&gt;we laughed a lot&lt;br /&gt;and everyone goofed around&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe some are leaving&lt;br /&gt;im gonna miss them so much =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/Z_n29mGVzc/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/Z_n29mGVzc.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/-18Ye2e0OY/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/-18Ye2e0OY.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you atiqah!&lt;br /&gt;dont forget us k? ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-8420435810352531637?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/8420435810352531637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/8420435810352531637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#8420435810352531637' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-4532923587470718324</id><published>2007-11-10T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T13:46:42.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i miss IJ117&lt;br /&gt;i miss haziqah hounding me for work&lt;br /&gt;i miss aisyah j. making fun of me&lt;br /&gt;i miss jo's sexy jokes&lt;br /&gt;i miss marissa's blurness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/JecgJIkIJD/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/JecgJIkIJD.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/CA7EUkDUyd/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/CA7EUkDUyd.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PW wouldn't be as fun if it weren't for them.&lt;br /&gt;OP was a success i think&lt;br /&gt;despite aidil being there&lt;br /&gt;(making me extra nervous but comforted at the same time)&lt;br /&gt;despite the fact that i said eye candies. omg.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;everyone simply &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;exploded&lt;/span&gt; after OP&lt;br /&gt;we all got so high&lt;br /&gt;took so much pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/raojprH4qs/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/raojprH4qs.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/3tvq3xD3aw/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/3tvq3xD3aw.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/py3D0gi9bS/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/py3D0gi9bS.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/DImiarLIlS/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/DImiarLIlS.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(credits to Atiq)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we finally finished out INCA banner ystd&lt;br /&gt;i grabbed pictures from Mel's blog&lt;br /&gt;i love it. i think it looks fabulous. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/y_VNtdJHSi/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/y_VNtdJHSi.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/WsGSdd7V6w/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/WsGSdd7V6w.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will update about raya soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i don't wanna lose you too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-4532923587470718324?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/4532923587470718324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/4532923587470718324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#4532923587470718324' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-1809648686636906960</id><published>2007-11-08T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T14:00:39.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/XrxnyPOgs9/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/XrxnyPOgs9.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Yvain:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know when i said i knew little about love?&lt;br /&gt;that wasn't true. i know a lot about love.&lt;br /&gt;i've seen it. centuries and centuries of it.&lt;br /&gt;and it was the only thing that made watching your world bearable.&lt;br /&gt;all those wars. pain. and lies...&lt;br /&gt;it made me want to turn away and never look down again.&lt;br /&gt;but when i see the way that mankind loves...&lt;br /&gt;you could search to the furthest reaches of the universe&lt;br /&gt;and never find anything more beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;so yes. i know that love is unconditional.&lt;br /&gt;but i also know it can be unpredictable,&lt;br /&gt;unexpected, uncontrollable, unbearable&lt;br /&gt;and strangely easy to mistake for loathing and...&lt;br /&gt;what i'm trying to say, Tristan is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i think i love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is this love Tristan?&lt;br /&gt;i never imagined i'd know it for myself.&lt;br /&gt;my heart... it feels like my chest can barely contain it.&lt;br /&gt;like its trying to escape because it doesn't belong to me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;it belongs to you.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if you wanted it, i'd wish for nothing in exchange - no fits&lt;br /&gt;no goods. no demonstrations of devotion.&lt;br /&gt;nothing but knowing you loved me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;just your heart, in exchange for mine&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love this scene.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-1809648686636906960?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/1809648686636906960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/1809648686636906960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#1809648686636906960' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-6742945436537334694</id><published>2007-10-30T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T00:21:24.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;'Atiq(: says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;'Atiq(: says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Check out my reply at your comment!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;'Atiq(: says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;nas` says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;hahaah! nak tak? then we can really become power rangers. she pink. i yellow. you white. aidil red. muz blue. or i think he'll fight for pink with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;nas` says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;then maybe sumpahan maut green. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;'Atiq(: says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH OMG SO FUNNY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;'Atiq(: says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pahang anyone? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sumpahan maut joke so mean lah&lt;br /&gt;i didnt start it&lt;br /&gt;but wanna apologise to the person&lt;br /&gt;even though you dont know who you are&lt;br /&gt;hehe. harmless joke. no intentions though&lt;br /&gt;we dont mean it ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait to bake cookies and macroon and what not&lt;br /&gt;with naz and ezah tmrw!&lt;br /&gt;been so long since we spent time together&lt;br /&gt;*beams*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had dinner with Aidil, Atiq, Zai and Muz after school just now&lt;br /&gt;im so so so so sorry for making you guys wait so long&lt;br /&gt;omg. i didnt know you guys were waiting for me before you had dinner&lt;br /&gt;felt so bad&lt;br /&gt;haha but thanks! so fun eating at banquet with them (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;MT paper is over&lt;br /&gt;i thought it was okay&lt;br /&gt;though i think i could have done better&lt;br /&gt;if i wasn't freezing to death&lt;br /&gt;never felt so miserably cold before&lt;br /&gt;was quite alarming to see Aisyah J's lips turned blue&lt;br /&gt;panicked for a while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OP's up next.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-6742945436537334694?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/6742945436537334694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/6742945436537334694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#6742945436537334694' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-3208317452324944176</id><published>2007-10-27T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T21:45:21.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>INCA!&lt;br /&gt;i think orientation is gonna be superbly fun&lt;br /&gt;i have all my buddies in the same empire&lt;br /&gt;and we have Rusy as the Empress *clap clap*&lt;br /&gt;muz muz.. -.-&lt;br /&gt;aidil's my partner! hehe&lt;br /&gt;gonna be so fun. i cant wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;results is this coming Friday&lt;br /&gt;im feeling anxious and super sad&lt;br /&gt;(Ezah darling. how can i forget you?&lt;br /&gt;dont say such things okay.&lt;br /&gt;Me and Naz will always love you no matter what *hugs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'A' Level MT paper is on Monday&lt;br /&gt;i dont think i can do well.&lt;br /&gt;Oral will probably pull me down&lt;br /&gt;i must have failed it.&lt;br /&gt;and i think i lost my entry proof&lt;br /&gt;sheesh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oral Presentation on Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;wonder who'll be my audience&lt;br /&gt;i love our project&lt;br /&gt;i think its really cool&lt;br /&gt;i just hope i got my speech right&lt;br /&gt;and answer properly during Q&amp;amp;A&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna sound like some stuttering idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/YPLQfKB8rz/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/YPLQfKB8rz.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kinda miss PW meetings. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was the last official day of school&lt;br /&gt;pretty sad about it&lt;br /&gt;so many people are leaving&lt;br /&gt;i hope the class can stick together&lt;br /&gt;(or at least those that matter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/Uz6mrbhYYv/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/Uz6mrbhYYv.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love &lt;u&gt;0741C!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a random note&lt;br /&gt;we achieved 3rd for basketball! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/RRbQqhZ06B/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/RRbQqhZ06B.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to Afiq's open house today&lt;br /&gt;with Aidil, Rusy, Rusee, Fairuz, Muz and Farhan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/rLQQTvppWN/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/rLQQTvppWN.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afiq's little sister is so cute can?&lt;br /&gt;after the open house the rest of us went to 2 of Rusee's aunt's place&lt;br /&gt;i was super tired by then&lt;br /&gt;one of Rusee's aunt has a cat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Snow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. she's adorable!&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should keep a cat&lt;br /&gt;i dont think Aidil would mind. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/x5MlqWPKWT/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/x5MlqWPKWT.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ily (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-3208317452324944176?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/3208317452324944176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/3208317452324944176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#3208317452324944176' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-7801222927186146843</id><published>2007-10-20T12:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T13:24:52.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>'O' levels have started!&lt;br /&gt;practical was 2 days ago&lt;br /&gt;i'm so nervous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm praying for you three&lt;br /&gt;do your best okay? ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/DKq8CPTadC/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/DKq8CPTadC.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/vgAjzzeXAz/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/vgAjzzeXAz.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nawwarah's birthday passed too&lt;br /&gt;but i missed it&lt;br /&gt;me and kak bella bought her a Spongebob edition of Monopoly&lt;br /&gt;i totally suck at that game&lt;br /&gt;somehow i always end up in jail..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/XkGvtSY-ZX/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/XkGvtSY-ZX.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course&lt;br /&gt;my darling nephews were there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/wPasEkQBFw/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/wPasEkQBFw.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/DzV-pxFfuy/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/DzV-pxFfuy.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think they're waay too photogenic. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and the gang broke fast at Lao Pa Sat that night&lt;br /&gt;i didnt know they set up tables on the road&lt;br /&gt;it was so cool!&lt;br /&gt;the atmosphere was great&lt;br /&gt;we had SATAY (yums), honey wings, fried rice, something else that is fried.&lt;br /&gt;woah. what a feast. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/ds-tg9EVhi/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/ds-tg9EVhi.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/zagfFJYKvO/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/zagfFJYKvO.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday had touch training&lt;br /&gt;was soo much fun&lt;br /&gt;Frankie started out making us play ultimate frisbee&lt;br /&gt;okay i cannot catch that thing&lt;br /&gt;even if my life depended on it&lt;br /&gt;i think im better with rugby balls&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt stretch properly&lt;br /&gt;so after training i was aching everywhere&lt;br /&gt;thank goodness aidil was there for me&lt;br /&gt;i had so much things to carry&lt;br /&gt;((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/ay3wodWY3P/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/ay3wodWY3P.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it was 4 days ago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;im so happy with you (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/8OKp-3uI9Y/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/8OKp-3uI9Y.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after raya k guys?the 4 of us will go Haji Lane =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course&lt;br /&gt;Happy Raya everyone!&lt;br /&gt;piccies soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/LjeoaYmD9O/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/LjeoaYmD9O.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i dont need crocodile tears from a moronic jerk&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/6406403-7801222927186146843?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/7801222927186146843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/7801222927186146843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#7801222927186146843' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-1899239420238363824</id><published>2007-10-06T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T21:27:41.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;exams are over. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the inter-house games on friday was kinda fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;im so grateful we have hui min in our team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;haha we basically won because of her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so Aquila girls are in the finals for Basketball! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;after my game rushed over to the futsal court &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;to watch Sagi play against Rasalas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i was giving my support. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;then the Aquila guys played&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it was really bad luck that Afiq hurt his ankle &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;in the middle of the game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;he was our only hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ah wells.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;O Levels are in less than 3 weeks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;im soo worried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;had tuition just now after so long &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;had to stopped tutoring due to Mid Course&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;oh wow i miss them soo much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i cant believe its been 8 months since i first started tutoring them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;haha they're my friends now. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;gonna have tuition twice a week now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;since the Os are coming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;had PW meeting in the morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;at Haziqah's house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;WR is such a pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;cant wait for PW to be over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;then we can all binge at Soul Garden!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;looked through Haziqah's com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and i found pictures of our first malay modular&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hilarious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/ytq9d1Yvmt/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/ytq9d1Yvmt.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/QRVZRg9vmE/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/QRVZRg9vmE.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/FKPFcq88cJ/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/FKPFcq88cJ.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;talked to yan last night about breaking fast&lt;br /&gt;and our pending raya outing&lt;br /&gt;i think its so unnecessary&lt;br /&gt;and i so agree with yan&lt;br /&gt;attention seeker i guess&lt;br /&gt;you wanna talk about repenting during the fasting month?&lt;br /&gt;oh please. you're the last person on earth&lt;br /&gt;who should give that kinda advice&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-1899239420238363824?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/1899239420238363824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/1899239420238363824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#1899239420238363824' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-4881398585095671316</id><published>2007-09-26T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T21:17:40.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>promotional examinations tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;are you ready?&lt;br /&gt;cause i sure am not&lt;br /&gt;morale was pretty low yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Mr Lim showed us a presentation he prepared&lt;br /&gt;our past reflections&lt;br /&gt;looking back at what i wrote about Economics&lt;br /&gt;and why i chose IJC&lt;br /&gt;was exactly what i needed&lt;br /&gt;that last burst of energy and spirit&lt;br /&gt;to get through the Mid Course&lt;br /&gt;it was so sweet of Mr Lim (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a scary world isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;people are just getting meaner&lt;br /&gt;its incomprehensible &lt;br /&gt;how do you hate someone you've known for so long?&lt;br /&gt;how do you bring yourself to hate that person?&lt;br /&gt;how can you?&lt;br /&gt;i can't.&lt;br /&gt;i don't. &lt;br /&gt;and how do you hate someone you don't even know?&lt;br /&gt;what is there to hate?&lt;br /&gt;how do you hate something that isn't there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;removing my tagboard does not signify fear&lt;br /&gt;nor that i have succumb to your stupidity&lt;br /&gt;i just cannot be bothered to entertain your nonsense&lt;br /&gt;with exams coming so near&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/db8_6-ZAyq/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/db8_6-ZAyq.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good luck for your promos everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/k-xsYsng28/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/k-xsYsng28.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll make it through. &lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for sunday. ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-4881398585095671316?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/4881398585095671316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/4881398585095671316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#4881398585095671316' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-8281949222341925722</id><published>2007-09-23T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T23:46:56.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IJC had our open house yesterday&lt;br /&gt;can i just say it was the worse open house i ever experienced?&lt;br /&gt;the school was practically empty&lt;br /&gt;all the cca's were playing their own games&lt;br /&gt;and to think me and naz broke our backs&lt;br /&gt;doing up the touch poster. haha&lt;br /&gt;ah well&lt;br /&gt;should tell the school management&lt;br /&gt;the next time they plan on having an open house&lt;br /&gt;advertise it properly&lt;br /&gt;and have it on a weekday&lt;br /&gt;at least those sec schools in the surrounding area&lt;br /&gt;can come after school&lt;br /&gt;it being a weekend with such high temperatures&lt;br /&gt;of course people wanna stay home. can you blame them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well. beside the disaster that is our open house&lt;br /&gt;i went to Funan IT mall afterwards with aidil&lt;br /&gt;helped my brother upgrade our laptop&lt;br /&gt;it runs faster now&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;then we headed to Raffles City&lt;br /&gt;had to collect my brother's comic books&lt;br /&gt;Comics Mart.&lt;br /&gt;for a comic store, its kinda small&lt;br /&gt;and yes&lt;br /&gt;everyone in the shop, apart from me and aidil, looked like GEEKS.&lt;br /&gt;the shop assistants were busy playing cards&lt;br /&gt;they didnt even realise we entered the shop&lt;br /&gt;there were cool looking comics though&lt;br /&gt;i saw the Jughead series. Simpsons. LOTR.&lt;br /&gt;and of course, Justice League Unlimited, Spiderman, Superman, Batman.&lt;br /&gt;all the works.&lt;br /&gt;browsed a bit&lt;br /&gt;then we rushed to BK to break fast&lt;br /&gt;i have yet to spend my Swensens voucher. haha&lt;br /&gt;im so sorry for forgetting to bring it along! =X&lt;br /&gt;but thanks for keeping me company (((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/owXrgdIk_t/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/owXrgdIk_t.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to my sister's place for buke&lt;br /&gt;faris came over again&lt;br /&gt;i miss you you overly sized teddy bear&lt;br /&gt;when are we going out again??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/hjSjzFnMqb/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/hjSjzFnMqb.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/qf6NlVyJ44/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/qf6NlVyJ44.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i need to get rid of my eye bags!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-8281949222341925722?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/8281949222341925722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/8281949222341925722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#8281949222341925722' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-5888153983048901500</id><published>2007-09-21T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T22:11:57.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>are you trying to be the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;biggest jerks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever to walk on the face of this earth?&lt;br /&gt;cause you're doing a hell of a job&lt;br /&gt;you're being so blatantly obvious&lt;br /&gt;you might as well come up to me in school&lt;br /&gt;and tell it to my face!&lt;br /&gt;you bloody coward. all of you.&lt;br /&gt;i know who the heck you are already.&lt;br /&gt;so don't even bother trying to pretend anymore&lt;br /&gt;im sure you're tired of pretending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought i told you&lt;br /&gt;not to place your germs and dirt here?&lt;br /&gt;who the hell do you think you are&lt;br /&gt;bringing in Aidil's name&lt;br /&gt;Adil's name&lt;br /&gt;even Xavier?&lt;br /&gt;how low are you?&lt;br /&gt;how dare you drag their names here.&lt;br /&gt;how dare you associate them with your shit.&lt;br /&gt;you dont even know Xavier&lt;br /&gt;how dare you write his name&lt;br /&gt;and place such a comment&lt;br /&gt;how bloody rude can you get?&lt;br /&gt;you dont know a thing about anything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how childish and immature are you making yourselves out to be?&lt;br /&gt;and then calling my phone&lt;br /&gt;and pretending?&lt;br /&gt;such fluent english you speak. im surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im done trying to be nice.&lt;br /&gt;spamming me once. and then spamming me at my friends' blogs.&lt;br /&gt;and now this. you've just crossed the line.&lt;br /&gt;if anything happens, trust me.&lt;br /&gt;you're not gonna get away with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;get this into your thick bald heads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LEAVE US ALONE.&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/6406403-5888153983048901500?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/5888153983048901500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/5888153983048901500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#5888153983048901500' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-2347540844618295959</id><published>2007-09-18T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T01:31:17.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this year, teacher's day was kinda fun&lt;br /&gt;had aces in the morning&lt;br /&gt;aquilla got 3rd. what the fish.&lt;br /&gt;i really think we are discriminated&lt;br /&gt;getting a bit sick of it actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then we celebrated in class&lt;br /&gt;Mr Lim was as usual, his cute blur self&lt;br /&gt;we had pizzas! yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then it was the concert&lt;br /&gt;i think it was okay&lt;br /&gt;modern dancers were nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;anthea was super hot.&lt;/span&gt; haha&lt;br /&gt;F.O.D was again doing their thing&lt;br /&gt;very nicely done. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so me naz and ezah quickly went back to school&lt;br /&gt;the one and only teacher we came back for was Cikgu Zelda&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why but i miss her the most&lt;br /&gt;and to think i hate malay language&lt;br /&gt;(i think i still do)&lt;br /&gt;but she made it bearable somehow&lt;br /&gt;she makes fun of me and i return the favour&lt;br /&gt;love-hate relationship you'd say&lt;br /&gt;haha but i love her to bits!&lt;br /&gt;and she's expecting!&lt;br /&gt;and the baby's due in January&lt;br /&gt;my birth month&lt;br /&gt;i told her she should be proud&lt;br /&gt;nyehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/NwRolgdO4G/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/NwRolgdO4G.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my posture's really bad. hmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to town and met up with the boys&lt;br /&gt;sooooooooo long since we last caught up&lt;br /&gt;Taufik, Fairuz and Sufyan&lt;br /&gt;those 3 are the most &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;craziest&lt;/span&gt; clowns on earth&lt;br /&gt;and i love them for it. haha&lt;br /&gt;we spent around 4 hours sitting outside starbucks&lt;br /&gt;sharing games and jokes and gossiping&lt;br /&gt;couldn't remember the last time i had such a nice time&lt;br /&gt;didnt wanna go home! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/LBbgoD1lcf/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/LBbgoD1lcf.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yan, taufik, fairuz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/GYl8-8lt04/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/GYl8-8lt04.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my 'let's go back for band practice!' buddy&lt;br /&gt;i hate it when he has nicer hair than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/pqjBHP7TSt/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/pqjBHP7TSt.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girlfriends are love (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/TD2hm9nKwl/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/TD2hm9nKwl.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/sVtC98i3uo/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/sVtC98i3uo.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched Ratatouille yesterday&lt;br /&gt;its a really funny show&lt;br /&gt;and me being a Pixar fan, all the better&lt;br /&gt;breaking fast in the middle of a movie is a funny thing&lt;br /&gt;but we had nachos and pretzels!&lt;br /&gt;what could be more sinful than that? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the movie we headed to Esplanade&lt;br /&gt;went up to the roof&lt;br /&gt;my very first time&lt;br /&gt;and the view was awesome&lt;br /&gt;the city skyline&lt;br /&gt;the water&lt;br /&gt;and music in the background&lt;br /&gt;it was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;perfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't ask for more&lt;br /&gt;i felt on top of the world&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt believe how happy i felt&lt;br /&gt;and then i realised&lt;br /&gt;how thankful i should be and how lucky i am&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/JdW_-PvO3P/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/JdW_-PvO3P.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/8_UJZWjW9G/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/8_UJZWjW9G.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/sWKQHMAfRH/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/sWKQHMAfRH.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;im so happy that i've found you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;im no longer afraid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-corrinne may&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;excuse my lovey-dovey posts.&lt;br /&gt;i just feel incredibly happy. so dont mind me.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-2347540844618295959?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/2347540844618295959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/2347540844618295959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#2347540844618295959' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-8819973473858021365</id><published>2007-09-13T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T21:14:28.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i wanna be with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if only for one night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to be the one who's in your arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;who holds you tight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-mandy moore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i feel so &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt; today.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/6406403-8819973473858021365?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/8819973473858021365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/8819973473858021365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#8819973473858021365' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-7994778669147668493</id><published>2007-09-13T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T21:03:27.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>3 days of school so far&lt;br /&gt;i feel like dying&lt;br /&gt;there's so much homework for me to complete&lt;br /&gt;and due to my persistent procrastinating&lt;br /&gt;the task seems more and more impossible to do&lt;br /&gt;till today i still have not touch my Lit essays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weight training for PE elective&lt;br /&gt;its actually kinda interesting&lt;br /&gt;im learning all the different ways to train my muscles&lt;br /&gt;i'll be toned in no time. =D&lt;br /&gt;though i think i should start minding what i eat&lt;br /&gt;or all my efforts would be a waste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anybody dared to miss HSM2 last week?&lt;br /&gt;haha whole class was talking about it&lt;br /&gt;i think HSM was kinda better in terms of plot&lt;br /&gt;the plot this time was a bit predictable&lt;br /&gt;i do like the songs though&lt;br /&gt;its much less.. musical.&lt;br /&gt;more radio friendly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg i have got to start studying&lt;br /&gt;im just digging my own pit right now&lt;br /&gt;maybe Mr Lim shouldn't have told me  im doing well&lt;br /&gt;im so complacent now&lt;br /&gt;its unbelieveable how lazy ive been&lt;br /&gt;i literally do not care about my CAs anymore&lt;br /&gt;especially for Malay&lt;br /&gt;i feel so hopeless in Econs =/&lt;br /&gt;reminds me of the times i had so much trouble with A.Math&lt;br /&gt;god help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;i feel so happy&lt;br /&gt;and at the same time so torn&lt;br /&gt;its been a long time since i last felt this hopeful&lt;br /&gt;im starting to allow myself to open up my heart again&lt;br /&gt;to allow myself to fall&lt;br /&gt;wear it on my sleeve again&lt;br /&gt;but at the same time&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna lose you&lt;br /&gt;i didnt plan this&lt;br /&gt;i didnt ask for it&lt;br /&gt;it just happened&lt;br /&gt;i feel like the WORST friend on earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;does happiness have to come at a price?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-7994778669147668493?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/7994778669147668493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/7994778669147668493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#7994778669147668493' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-4682265612904254537</id><published>2007-09-08T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T00:51:38.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>before i get carried away talking about Tioman&lt;br /&gt;i realised i haven't updated about POP.&lt;br /&gt;i have piccies! nyehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/VAdDsEh6qb/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/VAdDsEh6qb.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aah my prize. so pretty, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/ufZ0aJxTL1/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/ufZ0aJxTL1.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the solo winners. *clap clap*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/AEwK9YGBo5/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/AEwK9YGBo5.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's the rest of us.&lt;br /&gt;i have to say, i'm a fan of Wani. she has an AMAZING voice&lt;br /&gt;personally i didn't think she deserved 3rd. ah well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course. F.O.D!&lt;br /&gt;no idea what it stands for though&lt;br /&gt;im a fan im a fan im a fan!&lt;br /&gt;*screams* rusydi has a great vibe on stage&lt;br /&gt;a true performer i think&lt;br /&gt;they so deserve first place. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/h-PcRee1gs/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/h-PcRee1gs.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/MVwaXdu0qQ/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/MVwaXdu0qQ.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes yes i look fat. stop it already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course&lt;br /&gt;not forgeting my lovely class&lt;br /&gt;i sincerely thank them for their support&lt;br /&gt;so touched by their poster&lt;br /&gt;its so sweet&lt;br /&gt;what would i do without you sweeties? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/esvsaKY83H/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/esvsaKY83H.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/Fmav3SxtT3/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/Fmav3SxtT3.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/thT8S9hFaU/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/thT8S9hFaU.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/Gf0TjyQUv1/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/Gf0TjyQUv1.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUAH MUAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;TIOMAN.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the start of the trip was definitely not a good one for me&lt;br /&gt;my sister took my tioman shirt to her KL trip&lt;br /&gt;i woke up late the next morning&lt;br /&gt;couldn't find my wallet, wet shoes and what not&lt;br /&gt;waited for the bus for 15 mins&lt;br /&gt;before i realise the darn thing will never arrive&lt;br /&gt;walked to the mrt station with my huge heavy bags&lt;br /&gt;and walked all the way to school&lt;br /&gt;to find everyone else waiting for me&lt;br /&gt;and i was already sweating profusely.&lt;br /&gt;not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i truly thought that maybe i wasn't meant to go to Tioman&lt;br /&gt;upon reaching there, i changed my mind&lt;br /&gt;i MEANT to be there with the rest.&lt;br /&gt;the place is so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;1st day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-da.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;channel=360287970200795610&amp;amp;site=widget-da.slide.com" style="width: 400px; 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((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we found a dead bat outside our door&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during the jungle trek&lt;br /&gt;the photographer in me came out&lt;br /&gt;which is quite rare&lt;br /&gt;i love the wild flowers&lt;br /&gt;so pretty&lt;br /&gt;we saw monkeys, eagles, termites, ants, lizards&lt;br /&gt;all sorts of plants&lt;br /&gt;it was like being in a live documentary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afterwhich we all had a rest&lt;br /&gt;while feasting on Ramli Burgers!!!&lt;br /&gt;*chomp chomp*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so before we headed to the ferry&lt;br /&gt;i quickly took the last few mins&lt;br /&gt;snapping pictures of the scenery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-29.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;channel=360287970200796457&amp;amp;site=widget-29.slide.com" style="width: 400px; height: 320px;" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width: 400px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;id=360287970200796457&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-29.slide.com/p1/360287970200796457/bb_t016_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;id=360287970200796457&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-29.slide.com/p2/360287970200796457/bb_t016_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/G6XjB62Zxn/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/G6XjB62Zxn.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back in Singapore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tioman trip was an amazing experience&lt;br /&gt;it opened my eyes to a LOT of things&lt;br /&gt;made a whole new bunch of friends&lt;br /&gt;whom i think without, the trip would have been boring&lt;br /&gt;Mdm Mas was right&lt;br /&gt;the people in this group&lt;br /&gt;would always have something to talk about&lt;br /&gt;and we all share something special&lt;br /&gt;let's go back and watch the stars!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i wished upon a star for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-4682265612904254537?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/4682265612904254537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/4682265612904254537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#4682265612904254537' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-4912064970275974575</id><published>2007-09-07T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T22:59:24.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if i kissed you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;would fireworks fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;would &lt;u&gt;angels&lt;/u&gt; sing with lollipops &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;would dinosaurs cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;would babies all gurgle in laughter and surprise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if i kissed &lt;u&gt;you&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-corrinne may&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had PW meeting today&lt;br /&gt;played games before i went off to study&lt;br /&gt;so much fun! haha haziqah couldn't figure out anything (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tioman was simply &lt;u&gt;beautiful&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really am literally unable to describe it with words&lt;br /&gt;i would not be able to do it justice&lt;br /&gt;will upload the pictures soon&lt;br /&gt;i really want to go back&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&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/6406403-4912064970275974575?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/4912064970275974575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/4912064970275974575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#4912064970275974575' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-2496776002522606980</id><published>2007-08-30T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T23:33:12.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well i got 2nd for POP&lt;br /&gt;kinda disappointed cause i wanna perform for teacher's day concert&lt;br /&gt;but oh well&lt;br /&gt;im still happy though&lt;br /&gt;mr sim said i received quite high marks&lt;br /&gt;i learned that votes were pretty vital. haha&lt;br /&gt;its okay. good enough for me ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going tioman from mon to wed&lt;br /&gt;gonna be sooo much fun!!&lt;br /&gt;and i think im pretty lucky to land in Stingray&lt;br /&gt;feel so sorry for darling Melissa and Fairuz.&lt;br /&gt;its okay sweeties we can still spend time together during the bonfire&lt;br /&gt;yayness!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to whoever it is that's dissing me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i really have no idea what you have against me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i dont even know who the heck you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but if you have the balls to write such a thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;then have some guts to put your name on it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;have some pride in your handiwork&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;if you wanna diss me fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but dont splatter your shit across my friends' blogs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;they did nothing to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and as far as i know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so did i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and hernando's right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i do have your IP address&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;don't spread your germs here cause its not needed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;grow up will you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;how old are you? 12?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;be civilised&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i dont want my blog to be contaminated with your shit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so you can buzz off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &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/6406403-2496776002522606980?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/2496776002522606980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/2496776002522606980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#2496776002522606980' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-1141466500294089145</id><published>2007-08-26T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T23:44:33.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its 11:30 and i havent dont a single thing&lt;br /&gt;except watched Hairspray&lt;br /&gt;*&amp;*($)*^$#^$$^)@$&amp;amp;%&amp;*%#&lt;br /&gt;blogger is trying to mess with me&lt;br /&gt;my post disappeared.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;*%&amp;amp;#)%$$)$^@*($^@$@$)@)$&lt;br /&gt;i'll just upload the pics&lt;br /&gt;and update tmrw k?&lt;br /&gt;oh btw. Zac was HOT during the movie. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/ESFnkdZZik/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/ESFnkdZZik.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/ZuFP4Q-C6N/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/ZuFP4Q-C6N.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/faHUOujuQR/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/faHUOujuQR.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/W0GlkoYSDu/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/W0GlkoYSDu.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naz cant stand ezah's smell. nyahahaha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/cVlvr3BpDu/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/cVlvr3BpDu.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ezah was trying to pick her nose but MISSED. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/Ioe78P6GXF/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/Ioe78P6GXF.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/PVYhjiFBE0/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/PVYhjiFBE0.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/whMFXQC2v6/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/whMFXQC2v6.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/b2esRpXLEX/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/b2esRpXLEX.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/jY2wjD76zY/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/jY2wjD76zY.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/cJh4VzSDr4/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/cJh4VzSDr4.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/xuyKq3TEdg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/xuyKq3TEdg.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/tdgAszPtve/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/tdgAszPtve.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love this pic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will edit tmrw!! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-1141466500294089145?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/1141466500294089145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/1141466500294089145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#1141466500294089145' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-3393606192990651991</id><published>2007-08-25T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T23:57:42.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i got shortlisted.&lt;br /&gt;ohmygod. =/&lt;br /&gt;i remember when i read stories&lt;br /&gt;and there's always the phrase&lt;br /&gt;"i wish the earth would open up and eat me"&lt;br /&gt;and i'd go, yeah yeah.&lt;br /&gt;but that was EXACTLY what i felt on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;never in my life have i really felt like disappearing off the face of this earth&lt;br /&gt;when the video showed&lt;br /&gt;i ducked behind my friend&lt;br /&gt;but when my girlfriends screamed,&lt;br /&gt;i dunno why i did it,&lt;br /&gt;i just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ran&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ran and ran and ran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till i realised&lt;br /&gt;i could still hear my voice&lt;br /&gt;echoing through the canteen&lt;br /&gt;so reluctantly made my way back&lt;br /&gt;was trambling from head to foot&lt;br /&gt;GREAT.&lt;br /&gt;i bet people think im such a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;looser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; now.&lt;br /&gt;social suicide.&lt;br /&gt;why did i do it? WHY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all these talk of me singing&lt;br /&gt;brought back memories of the Combo Band&lt;br /&gt;i miss them even more now&lt;br /&gt;i miss singing with paula and natasha&lt;br /&gt;i miss danial's voice&lt;br /&gt;i miss suffian's drum-playing&lt;br /&gt;i miss Kenneth's sexaphone-playing&lt;br /&gt;i miss Zhi Hao's cornet-playing&lt;br /&gt;and i definitely miss Mr Mazri's guidance&lt;br /&gt;too bad we can't get together anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found old pics of us. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/thQcyDHVKH/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/thQcyDHVKH.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/lZ0ZL4RzOK/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/lZ0ZL4RzOK.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was during our Christmas show at Taka.&lt;br /&gt;i was looking blur cause we weren't in sync with the rest of the band&lt;br /&gt;panicking. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/2w7Jqz3-vp/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/2w7Jqz3-vp.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the headmics were UBER cool lah&lt;br /&gt;i loved singing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sleigh Ride. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm maybe we can go back during Christmas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/5BWVcmHkpz/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/5BWVcmHkpz.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this was taken at the Swissotel&lt;br /&gt;had to perform during an MOE seminar or something&lt;br /&gt;think all sorts of ministers from Asean were there&lt;br /&gt;wasn't really fun cause all i could see were old people&lt;br /&gt;haha but i guess they were pretty important&lt;br /&gt;important enough for the band to be ordered to wear our number 1 Uni.&lt;br /&gt;great food too. hah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching Hairspray tmrw with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ezah&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Naz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been waay too long since i last went to town.&lt;br /&gt;i need new shoes lah.&lt;br /&gt;and clothes.&lt;br /&gt;can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/Fz15RpoOnx/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/Fz15RpoOnx.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/aPrtX4u3Ih/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/aPrtX4u3Ih.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i won't delete you from my contact list&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nor will i block you off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;though i expect you to have already done so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and i think i shan't comment about our situation anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cause i see no point in dissing you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and it'll only prolong this ridiculous phase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we're no longer in secondary school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and plus. i have enough sin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;believe me. we're not sour because you don't wish for us to be friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you cant force someone to be your friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;im just upset with the way you ended things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and for what you did to us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;things could have gone much more smoother &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and we won't be on such horrible terms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;im glad you've found friends you can trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but just for you to note.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the one who told us you missed us IS one of your new found friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i don't know who's lying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but there's way too much drama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and i just have no time or energy to entertain &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/6406403-3393606192990651991?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/3393606192990651991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/3393606192990651991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#3393606192990651991' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-2504529945145874433</id><published>2007-08-21T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T21:48:22.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>after 2 gruelling days filled with tests&lt;br /&gt;my brain's feeling fried!&lt;br /&gt;lit test was horrible&lt;br /&gt;i was sleeping while answering GP test&lt;br /&gt;and my mind went blank during econs&lt;br /&gt;i have nothing to say for malay&lt;br /&gt;mid course coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pressure pressure pressure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had the POP auditions just now&lt;br /&gt;so nervous!!&lt;br /&gt;been so long since i sang alone&lt;br /&gt;so used to haveing combo band behind me&lt;br /&gt;singing without natasha and paula was nerve wrecking&lt;br /&gt;and im missing them already ):&lt;br /&gt;hope i make it though! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if you severed ties with people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what do you expect? plus 3?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stop trying to make people feel sorry for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cause its making me &lt;u&gt;sick&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we didn't ask for this in case you forgotten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this was all on your terms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so don't start regretting and saying you miss us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cause that's &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bullshit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-2504529945145874433?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/2504529945145874433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/2504529945145874433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#2504529945145874433' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-4206139173429797788</id><published>2007-08-19T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T16:28:23.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;sunday morning rain is falling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i slept in today&lt;br /&gt;felt so lethargic and frankly&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't be bothered waking up so early&lt;br /&gt;which is strange cause im a morning person. =D&lt;br /&gt;cleaned the kitchen and did my laundry&lt;br /&gt;oh and my sister's too&lt;br /&gt;i hope that girl realise how lucky she is&lt;br /&gt;honestly. she doesn't do a thing in the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was finally settling down into my lunch with the tv on&lt;br /&gt;and didn't realise it was raining&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;GREAT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's the 3rd time its happened to me&lt;br /&gt;and its gonna be the 3rd time i'll smell like rain.&lt;br /&gt;Akmal says its okay cause i would smell natural.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with Akmal for a bit just now&lt;br /&gt;cause he forgot to pay me ystd&lt;br /&gt;wanted to get donuts&lt;br /&gt;but the queue was way too long&lt;br /&gt;bought 4 jollibean pancakes instead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHOCOLATE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rush Hour 3&lt;/span&gt; with Naz and Ezah on Friday&lt;br /&gt;was suppose to meet Ismail too&lt;br /&gt;but he couldn't make it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;its okay Is! we'll meet another day! ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the movie was okay i guess&lt;br /&gt;i liked the Martial Arts School scene&lt;br /&gt;that was funny.&lt;br /&gt;but the plot was pretty horrible&lt;br /&gt;and the movie was too short&lt;br /&gt;to me the best is still Rush Hour&lt;br /&gt;oh and not forgetting the Bloopers&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next day before tuition&lt;br /&gt;caught up with Zul again&lt;br /&gt;wanted to see Disturbia but it wasn't showing&lt;br /&gt;so we caught &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bourne Ultimatum&lt;/span&gt; instead&lt;br /&gt;i've always liked Matt Damon&lt;br /&gt;such a cutie&lt;br /&gt;but a bit odd to see him on the big screen&lt;br /&gt;without George Clooney or Brad Pitt by his side&lt;br /&gt;speaking of which, i hear Ocean's 14 is coming. woopeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went hopping around blogs for a bit&lt;br /&gt;and collected pictures from the Heritage Trail&lt;br /&gt;((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/a3T24Bgf/Evxf_PxVpQ/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/Evxf_PxVpQ.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/a3T24Bgf/3umNOi3Z_h/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/3umNOi3Z_h.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/a3T24Bgf/R2roGEu7H3/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/R2roGEu7H3.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/a3T24Bgf/rnZHR3mFrb/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/rnZHR3mFrb.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/a3T24Bgf/LvIPomtSD7/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/LvIPomtSD7.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/a3T24Bgf/V_nSIzx8J1/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/V_nSIzx8J1.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/a3T24Bgf/joOcfccYeD/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/joOcfccYeD.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/a3T24Bgf/2Vfu94dIaW/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/2Vfu94dIaW.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/a3T24Bgf/G1-WaZd023/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/G1-WaZd023.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/a3T24Bgf/OWF-6qOgRt/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/OWF-6qOgRt.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/a3T24Bgf/qAyx0Snhsb/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/qAyx0Snhsb.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/a3T24Bgf/STM2CuEmF9/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/STM2CuEmF9.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/a3T24Bgf/zDg61U1jOm/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/zDg61U1jOm.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what happened to Melissa. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/a3T24Bgf/JnTw0rVLxK/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/JnTw0rVLxK.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/a3T24Bgf/yCEVNFBxEO/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/yCEVNFBxEO.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/a3T24Bgf/oNsSIXuzqe/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/oNsSIXuzqe.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like this pic (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/a3T24Bgf/HmZk4cGkna/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/HmZk4cGkna.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/a3T24Bgf/E0Nw2lrCUm/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/E0Nw2lrCUm.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mummy always said i look as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pretty&lt;/span&gt; as a flower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/a3T24Bgf/VzWhXAHtdG/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/VzWhXAHtdG.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/a3T24Bgf/YiY4a0HL9h/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/YiY4a0HL9h.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/a3T24Bgf/-clCOT2_Jv/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/-clCOT2_Jv.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see what i mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/a3T24Bgf/g8hHVgx14i/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/g8hHVgx14i.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/a3T24Bgf/aBTGWzkxnh/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/aBTGWzkxnh.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-4206139173429797788?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/4206139173429797788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/4206139173429797788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#4206139173429797788' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-8061943341170466738</id><published>2007-08-18T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T20:42:59.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>weee!&lt;br /&gt;okay first things first&lt;br /&gt;i miss my blog!!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooo many things have happened since i last updated&lt;br /&gt;let's just say people change&lt;br /&gt;you can't do nothing bout it&lt;br /&gt;oh and also i really think&lt;br /&gt;that some are really &lt;u&gt;stupid.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know, who am i to say who's stupid&lt;br /&gt;but i don't mean in the intellectual sense&lt;br /&gt;i mean they must have &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;some&lt;/span&gt; brains to enter IJC&lt;br /&gt;but i think they really really lack &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;common sense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;compassion&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;consideration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday's the audition!&lt;br /&gt;im super nervous.&lt;br /&gt;what is i stink? what if people laugh at me?&lt;br /&gt;what if they throw tomatoes or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;watermelons &lt;/span&gt;at me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha some pics from touch&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/a3T24Bgf/c7cB9zLSyN/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/c7cB9zLSyN.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/a3T24Bgf/T6EW5XvQ5g/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/T6EW5XvQ5g.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/a3T24Bgf/nntsQytrBa/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/nntsQytrBa.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/a3T24Bgf/W35Y4C-fSC/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/W35Y4C-fSC.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/WTB95A/photo/a3T24Bgf/Wu7kn7qZA1/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/Wu7kn7qZA1.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-8061943341170466738?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/8061943341170466738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/8061943341170466738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#8061943341170466738' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-5866002107514167370</id><published>2007-07-08T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T20:07:42.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/?action=view&amp;current=TeddyGeiger2_1280x1024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cause everybody tries to put some love on the line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and everybody feels a broken heart sometime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and even when im scared i have to try to fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;its been exactly 10 days since ive been at imprisoned at home&lt;br /&gt;okay thats not fair.&lt;br /&gt;my family's been treating me pretty nicely these days&lt;br /&gt;not complaining about that. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being stuck at home for so long&lt;br /&gt;does funny things to a person's mind. hah&lt;br /&gt;if not for the many many dvds that Naz sent me&lt;br /&gt;i think i would have died out of boredom&lt;br /&gt;funny how i'd kill to go to school now&lt;br /&gt;as oppose to a few months ago when i just wanted to stay in bed&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never expected to get chicken pox. its truly ridiculous&lt;br /&gt;the timing could not have been more imperfect&lt;br /&gt;i missed soooooo many things&lt;br /&gt;first day i got it i was in denial&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt have chicken pox&lt;br /&gt;i mean ive been wanting to get it since primary school&lt;br /&gt;but when i didnt i guess it just wasnt my time OR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i was too healthy?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pffft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i missed my PCF days&lt;br /&gt;my NDP umbrella rehearsal&lt;br /&gt;(which by the way i was really looking forward to cause i wanted NDP tickets)&lt;br /&gt;i missed PCF Appreciation Dinner&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks worth of tuition&lt;br /&gt;a whole week of school&lt;br /&gt;my Project Work interview with Glenn Lim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(UNBELIEVEABLE)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i sat down and thought through what i was gonna miss&lt;br /&gt;i got so upset that i cried. its so unfair&lt;br /&gt;not only was the stupid disease making me really miserable and itchy&lt;br /&gt;not to mention disgusted at my own body&lt;br /&gt;and not being able to see ANYONE other than the ppl living in the house,&lt;br /&gt;i became superbly broke too&lt;br /&gt;of course mom wouldnt give me allowance since im gonna stay home&lt;br /&gt;and since i missed tuition i didnt get my pay&lt;br /&gt;to top it all off&lt;br /&gt;i have to pay $30.50 for Econs notes Lit book and class fund&lt;br /&gt;and i just discovered i might have to cough up $16 for Glenn Lim&lt;br /&gt;wonder if i could just seep into depression&lt;br /&gt;life sucks pretty much at the moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe that's why God made it up to me&lt;br /&gt;by allowing me tons of sleep&lt;br /&gt;and lotsa television&lt;br /&gt;not very wise since im already a junkie to begin with&lt;br /&gt;but heck. i have chicken pox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. watched a lot of movies.&lt;br /&gt;naz sent me a lot of chic flicks (my fav)&lt;br /&gt;you know those kinds of movies where&lt;br /&gt;right after you watch it&lt;br /&gt;you immediately start dreaming about the perfect guy&lt;br /&gt;and all the romantic stuff he'll do just for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;uh huh. asking for trouble right naseha?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause it only makes me realise how horrible my love life is.&lt;br /&gt;but. i wont go there. i dont want to ramble on about how sucky not being able to find the perfect guy is.&lt;br /&gt;so i watched&lt;br /&gt;1)Mean Girls&lt;br /&gt;2)13 Going on 30 (love love)&lt;br /&gt;3)Just Like Heaven&lt;br /&gt;4)My Super Ex Girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;5)Shall We Dance?&lt;br /&gt;6)Music &amp; Lyrics (incredible)&lt;br /&gt;7)Bridget Jones Diary 2, The Edge of Reason&lt;br /&gt;8)The Break-Up&lt;br /&gt;9)Premonition&lt;br /&gt;10)You, Me &amp;amp; Dupree&lt;br /&gt;11)The Little Man&lt;br /&gt;12)Teenage Drama Queen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few tv series has ended, in case you didnt know&lt;br /&gt;Heroes is over. i thought the ending was pretty good&lt;br /&gt;till i realise Sylar didnt die and the Petrelli brothers died&lt;br /&gt;oh and there's going to be a 2nd season&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/?action=view&amp;current=z95837710.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/?action=view&amp;amp;current=z95837683.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/?action=view&amp;current=z95837527.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/?action=view&amp;amp;current=z94525435.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hayden Panettiere. oh god. she is soooo pretty&lt;br /&gt;and its not the type where you'll go&lt;br /&gt;oh-she's-so-pretty-i-bet-she's-a-bitch-and-i-hate-her.&lt;br /&gt;she's actually admirable. ((:&lt;br /&gt;im soo loving her hair.&lt;br /&gt;and get this. she's only 18. and she's younger than Melissa!&lt;br /&gt;hate her yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive also taken a liking to Milo Ventimiglia aka Peter Petrelli&lt;br /&gt;saw him in Fergie's video "Big Girls Don't Cry"&lt;br /&gt;he's really handsome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/?action=view&amp;current=z92068846.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh Prison Break Season 2&lt;br /&gt;amazing. love love love it.&lt;br /&gt;think its ending soon.&lt;br /&gt;wonder if there'll be another season.&lt;br /&gt;i still cant believe Wentworth is black.&lt;br /&gt;oopsie daisy. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;African American&lt;/span&gt; i mean.&lt;br /&gt;but i dont really care&lt;br /&gt;he has the most gorgeous eyes ive ever seen on any human being&lt;br /&gt;if he calls my name the way he says Sarah's name on the show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i'd die a happy woman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/?action=view&amp;current=z97343218.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/?action=view&amp;amp;current=z95867911.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just saw High School Musical 2 video 'What Time Is It'&lt;br /&gt;Zac is gonna be in Hairspray. *beams*&lt;br /&gt;was surfing the net looking for icons&lt;br /&gt;and saw a few of him and Vanessa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/?action=view&amp;current=z92745855.png" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/?action=view&amp;amp;current=z92270431.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/?action=view&amp;current=z89812164.png" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/?action=view&amp;amp;current=z79870071.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his new hair-do btw&lt;br /&gt;totally suits him. those 2 are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;purr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fect&lt;/span&gt; for each other come on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive also been keeping track of The Hills on MTV&lt;br /&gt;something very similar to Laguna Beach&lt;br /&gt;only there's no beach and no guys on the cast&lt;br /&gt;just girls. love seeing them getting through life and trying to find guys.&lt;br /&gt;oh btw. it also shows &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;clearly&lt;/span&gt; how a guy can never resist the temptation to cheat on a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/?action=view&amp;current=z25024789.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooooh. harsh? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its kinda addictive in some way. oh and the show always makes me wanna go shopping for new clothes. (((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;brokebrokebrokebrokebrokebrokebroke~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/?action=view&amp;current=z69207761.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/?action=view&amp;amp;current=z43423615.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-5866002107514167370?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/5866002107514167370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/5866002107514167370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#5866002107514167370' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-6095687887675845663</id><published>2007-06-25T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T16:00:03.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>phew!&lt;br /&gt;holidays are finally over&lt;br /&gt;for those who may not know&lt;br /&gt;i've been fighting an ongoing battle with lethargism&lt;br /&gt;oh. and also lazy-ism actually. not to mention insomnia.&lt;br /&gt;not being able to be alert enough in the afternoons&lt;br /&gt;(im not even awake in the mornings)&lt;br /&gt;can only sit on my chair and study at around 1 plus&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea why&lt;br /&gt;but that's when i actually have the mood to read all those&lt;br /&gt;huge, thick Geog lecture notes&lt;br /&gt;and study powerpoint slides i got for Econs.&lt;br /&gt;so i end up sleeping at 3-4 usually. which is totally unnatural for me.&lt;br /&gt;i think it all started during Irwin's birthday party&lt;br /&gt;my uncle and aunt, Pak Busu, Mak Busu&lt;br /&gt;came over for the celebrations&lt;br /&gt;they stayed till late cause my grandparents were staying at the house&lt;br /&gt;it was 11 pm&lt;br /&gt;Pak Busu and Faris had the sudden urge to go bowling&lt;br /&gt;since its the holidays&lt;br /&gt;thought it would be fun&lt;br /&gt;we reached the bwloing alley at 1am&lt;br /&gt;amazingly there were a lot of people&lt;br /&gt;i didn't even know the bowling alley opens till so late!&lt;br /&gt;we stayed till 2 i think&lt;br /&gt;then Pak Busu drove us to Mustapha to go shopping&lt;br /&gt;unbelieveable!&lt;br /&gt;we had a bit of prata before setting off&lt;br /&gt;me and my sisters were let loose. haha&lt;br /&gt;saw a lot of cheap things!!&lt;br /&gt;and Mak Busu told me to get my Adidas bag just like she promised&lt;br /&gt;but there weren't any nice ones except for 1 green one&lt;br /&gt;really cute. but i set my eyes on something else&lt;br /&gt;PERFUME! hahaa&lt;br /&gt;they got me J Lo's Glow After Dark. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oooooooooooh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/19-06-07_0137.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/17-06-07_0134.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's me and Nawwarah at the alley&lt;br /&gt;oh i got 2nd that morning. score:195 (2games)&lt;br /&gt;not bad eh? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister's company had their annual Family Day at Discovery Centre on saturday&lt;br /&gt;being the good loving adorable little sister that i am (=D)&lt;br /&gt;i accompanied her since she left the maid to care for Iman at home&lt;br /&gt;i've never been to DC actually.&lt;br /&gt;thought it was just something like Science Centre&lt;br /&gt;it was okie i guess.&lt;br /&gt;same kind of games and food (KFC!)&lt;br /&gt;except this year they had boat paddling&lt;br /&gt;which i did not go on because the sun was simply scorching hot!&lt;br /&gt;it was so hot it was ridiculous&lt;br /&gt;so i decided against it and just stayed under the shade&lt;br /&gt;while the host entertained a bit&lt;br /&gt;and the DJ played music&lt;br /&gt;a lot of great music came on&lt;br /&gt;i noted them down.&lt;br /&gt;so now my MP4 isn't just laden with Lifehouse, Hady and Taufik. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/23-06-07_1455.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/23-06-07_1456.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/23-06-07_1457.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/23-06-07_1458.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna pinch his cheeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/DSC00163.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/DSC00165.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/DSC00166.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/DSC00167.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/DSC00168.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/DSC00170.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/DSC00171.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/DSC00172.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ilhan took this. smart eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/DSC00173.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/Image043.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's Nurul. my cousin/tutee/very funny friend. cute too! watch out boys. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/Image013-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see that's them at our weekly spot&lt;br /&gt;Tampines Mart MacDonalds. Shikin beside Nurul.&lt;br /&gt;hmm don't have Akmal's picture.&lt;br /&gt;will take one this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;can't wait. starting to miss them already. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first day of school!!&lt;br /&gt;well everything went normal&lt;br /&gt;malay paper was do-able&lt;br /&gt;prosedure close was kinda tough though&lt;br /&gt;and i rushed through my summary&lt;br /&gt;so i think i'll get crappy marks for that&lt;br /&gt;after the paper me, Naz and Ezah went to Causeway for breakfast&lt;br /&gt;had hotcakes. didn't even finish it. talked for almost 3 hours&lt;br /&gt;had a good laugh&lt;br /&gt;talked about our absent love life&lt;br /&gt;studies.&lt;br /&gt;the past. aaah. memories. sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stumbled upon my picture with Ee Chow yesterday night&lt;br /&gt;and the familiar pang of hurt came back&lt;br /&gt;and a few tears flowed.&lt;br /&gt;its amazing how happy we look in the pictures&lt;br /&gt;could never tell that the entire thing was one-sided&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't tell&lt;br /&gt;he looked happy&lt;br /&gt;how was i to know he was losing feelings?&lt;br /&gt;why is it i can't get over you Ee Chow?&lt;br /&gt;what the heck did you do to me to make me fall so hard?&lt;br /&gt;pictures from our study dates,&lt;br /&gt;west coast outings,&lt;br /&gt;our date at Fish &amp;amp; Co where i couldn't finish my disgusting spaghetti&lt;br /&gt;and you offered your fish,&lt;br /&gt;us studying at Jurong library.&lt;br /&gt;god. i don't know why i still feel the hurt. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/old.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/z8474815.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-6095687887675845663?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/6095687887675845663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/6095687887675845663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#6095687887675845663' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-837275807402628170</id><published>2007-06-14T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T21:04:02.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>argh! i can't seem to be able to update regularly nowadays&lt;br /&gt;haizzzzz...&lt;br /&gt;okie first things first&lt;br /&gt;sports day pictures!!!! heh. long over due. im an ass i know. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1443.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1445.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1446.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1457.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1461.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1462.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1463.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1464.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1469.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1471.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1475.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1476.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1480.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1479.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1478.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1481.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aite. so what have i been up to these last 2 weeks&lt;br /&gt;apart from school. been keeping up with tuition&lt;br /&gt;the great thing is it doesn't feel like im working&lt;br /&gt;cause unlike my sister, i dont teach 9 primary school kids&lt;br /&gt;feels like im hanging with a bunch of friends&lt;br /&gt;i just happen to be coaching them in maths&lt;br /&gt;which is why i look forward to tuition every week&lt;br /&gt;i always have a good laugh with them (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think someone needs to knock me in the head&lt;br /&gt;i gotta start studying for real&lt;br /&gt;been trying to read up on Geography&lt;br /&gt;ive finished reading the mankillers&lt;br /&gt;now all i gotta do is organise all the geog notes and study them&lt;br /&gt;then afterwhich i have to start on literature&lt;br /&gt;wanna get tips from my sister&lt;br /&gt;then i'll reluctantly do Econs.&lt;br /&gt;pfft. i hate economics. i should have taken H2 maths instead&lt;br /&gt;i can't make it for the essays lah.&lt;br /&gt;its senseless. you can't write such a good econs essay in such a short time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh anyways can put up pictures from Shrek 3 outing&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/Image003-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/Image004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/Image006-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_2047.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_2050.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_2065.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_2074.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_2073.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciak!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_2069.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-837275807402628170?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/837275807402628170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/837275807402628170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#837275807402628170' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-2999540701754630334</id><published>2007-06-04T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T20:30:22.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;oh this post is going to be filled with pictures. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;COP/SAFRA FORUM&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were no guys that day&lt;br /&gt;it was just us girls&lt;br /&gt;we had soo much fun that it got me thinking&lt;br /&gt;maybe it ain't that bad to be in a girl's school huh?&lt;br /&gt;mmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/e974dcde.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every morning we sing the 'Good Morning' song before we start lessons&lt;br /&gt;simple repetitive lined song&lt;br /&gt;"hello how are you" 4X&lt;br /&gt;"i am fine thank you" 4X&lt;br /&gt;im not really sure why they teach the kids that song&lt;br /&gt;cause that sure ain't how we all greet each other nowadays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/e974dd31.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was teaching them the Chicken Dance! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/e974defe.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/e974dfd4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halimah and Aiman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/e974e0a3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mel and her kid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/e974e01c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rusy and Syawal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/e974e05a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's Naufal. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after the whole programme&lt;br /&gt;we went to Banquet at Vista Point to eat lunch&lt;br /&gt;then the bus took us to Yishun SAFRA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/CIMG3585.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/CIMG3586.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/Slide1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/heh.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Innova Pageant and the winner is&lt;br /&gt;*drum rolls*&lt;br /&gt;Number 8!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/CIMG3597.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fairuzms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/CIMG3601.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/CIMG3602.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/CIMG3605.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/CIMG3611.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went Bowling!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/CIMG3615.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/CIMG3643.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/CIMG3645.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/slide4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/slide2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/slide3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/slide5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girls just wanna have fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/slide6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha Fairuz did this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/CIMG3670.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/CIMG3675.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/CIMG3679.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/e974d9f1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/e974da8a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the next day&lt;br /&gt;we were scheduled to attend a play&lt;br /&gt;Midsummer Night's Dream to be exact&lt;br /&gt;and it was amazing!&lt;br /&gt;i loved it!&lt;br /&gt;the only downside was the weather&lt;br /&gt;being clumped up with a lot of people on a field&lt;br /&gt;with spotlights on every corner&lt;br /&gt;on an unbelieveably hot and humid night&lt;br /&gt;ain't exactly comfortable&lt;br /&gt;but i endured the heat and sweat for a while to see it&lt;br /&gt;its soo much more worth my $14&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/CIMG3712.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/CIMG3709.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes yes. i look stupid. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/CIMG3714.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/CIMG3715.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to watch Shrek 3 yesterday with my girlfriends&lt;br /&gt;haven't been on a proper outing with them since April&lt;br /&gt;we had so much fun&lt;br /&gt;Faezah still as kooky as ever&lt;br /&gt;and Khairin so pretty!!&lt;br /&gt;Naz loves the cam now. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;im still very shy *beams*&lt;br /&gt;ezah said there's gonna be a 4E3 outing soon, chalet&lt;br /&gt;i don't know if i should go&lt;br /&gt;not exactly looking forward to the prospect&lt;br /&gt;of meeting Ee Chow *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;ah well. i'll think about it&lt;br /&gt;anyways ezah passed me this pic&lt;br /&gt;i miss chin yun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/Image015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAMAT finally finished our project&lt;br /&gt;video on PCF's Sports Day held at Innova&lt;br /&gt;dont have the pics yet&lt;br /&gt;but i think our video is cool&lt;br /&gt;could be good enough to be aired on Suria&lt;br /&gt;of course that won't happen&lt;br /&gt;cause we used a lot of songs that we don't have any license to&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/P-0327.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when is 0741C's outing? anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/DSC00036.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-2999540701754630334?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/2999540701754630334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/2999540701754630334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#2999540701754630334' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-7315784367818339871</id><published>2007-05-30T09:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T09:51:47.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thanks to Melissa Chin, im currently addicted to Martina McBride's My Valentine.&lt;br /&gt;such a sweet song&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;there's still lessons going on in school even though its the holidays&lt;br /&gt;im just waiting for the weekends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna watch Shrek 3 with my darling Turtles&lt;br /&gt;afterwhich, will be watching Pirates with Zul&lt;br /&gt;yayness!!&lt;br /&gt;went to meet Zul on Sunday&lt;br /&gt;he was having a family outing at Pasir Ris&lt;br /&gt;he invited me along and i met his family&lt;br /&gt;his little brother is uber cute lah&lt;br /&gt;same age as my little sister&lt;br /&gt;Zul's family is a bunch of really really really nice people&lt;br /&gt;thanks Zul! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry to those whom i still have yet to pass pictures to&lt;br /&gt;i'll do it by the end of the week k? (((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;there's Touch Tournament today! im nervous. cause i think i still stink. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-7315784367818339871?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/7315784367818339871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/7315784367818339871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#7315784367818339871' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-810597875938481982</id><published>2007-05-25T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T21:50:55.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its the last day of school&lt;br /&gt;finally i can breathe *phew*&lt;br /&gt;ive been wanting to update my blog quite badly&lt;br /&gt;after so many tries, i finally decided to just do it today&lt;br /&gt;before i procrastinate again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI&lt;br /&gt;im feeling fine&lt;br /&gt;i guess i was just feeling very-the-PMSy on my last post&lt;br /&gt;i didn't realise i sounded so 'depressed'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did i? cause i still dont think i sounded that bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but after reading all the tags&lt;br /&gt;just wanna clarify&lt;br /&gt;that i am fine (:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;i really dont know what came over me&lt;br /&gt;i guess my mind got really really cloudy&lt;br /&gt;but now that holidays are on&lt;br /&gt;its getting clearer&lt;br /&gt;and im gaining back control over myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways&lt;br /&gt;got a few pictures from Sports Day from Cikgu Ali&lt;br /&gt;i love the cheerleaders&lt;br /&gt;we all look soooooo adorable&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;let's have a gathering!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/cheer3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ameerul leading the pack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/cheer4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kat! don't drop Cat! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/cheer2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the flyers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/cheer1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i just wish we can do it again next year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;tmrw is PCF Sports Day!&lt;br /&gt;K1 kids gonna come to IJC for their sports day&lt;br /&gt;and Haz, Fairuz and I are gonna do a 'documentary' on it&lt;br /&gt;its gonna be so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;can't wait to see Naufal. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-810597875938481982?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/810597875938481982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/810597875938481982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#810597875938481982' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-8105856433778319949</id><published>2007-05-19T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T07:26:02.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/429776355l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when a group of people get together to work on something&lt;br /&gt;a beautiful friendship is created. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i miss them already&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna update&lt;br /&gt;but i dont have all the pics yet&lt;br /&gt;went for COP today&lt;br /&gt;and Naufal told me he missed me (:&lt;br /&gt;the kids are gonna have their Sports Day at IJC next saturday&lt;br /&gt;and im gonna be a 'cheerleader' again&lt;br /&gt;and on 1st July, we're going to the ZOO! =D&lt;br /&gt;after COP went to the PAYM forum&lt;br /&gt;the guest speaker actually sat at my table to talk to my group&lt;br /&gt;there was only Halimah and me from a JC&lt;br /&gt;the other 3 people were University students&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to contribute to the discussion, i really did&lt;br /&gt;but my head was still groggy and i was feeling too tired&lt;br /&gt;so whatever that came out of my mouth, if it did, wouldn't sound intelligent at all&lt;br /&gt;and there were NJC, RJC students present as well&lt;br /&gt;and yes, Polytechnic students&lt;br /&gt;but they left in the middle of the whole thing -.-&lt;br /&gt;afterwhich the girls all played bowling at SAFRA&lt;br /&gt;i had gutter balls at first&lt;br /&gt;but after that i started hitting pins&lt;br /&gt;and finally a STRIKE! heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching Midsummer Night's Dream tmrw with the class&lt;br /&gt;we're gonna have a class picnic at Fort Canning&lt;br /&gt;can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;my blog will be filled with pictures soon (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;shit. i cant get you out of my head. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-8105856433778319949?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/8105856433778319949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/8105856433778319949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#8105856433778319949' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-5844115282323008160</id><published>2007-05-11T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T22:04:27.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;Spiderman 3&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the most fun-nest time i had this month&lt;br /&gt;watched with Zul. haha finally a 3 year promise was fulfilled!&lt;br /&gt;zul picked me up and we headed to Vivo.&lt;br /&gt;not surprisingly all the slots were taken&lt;br /&gt;so zul came up with the idea that we watch it at Marina Sq instead&lt;br /&gt;i didn't even know Marina Sq had a cinema&lt;br /&gt;and true enough&lt;br /&gt;the cinema wasn't even packed when the movie started&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;coolness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to dinner and zul brought me to Bukit Timah&lt;br /&gt;i cant remember the place&lt;br /&gt;but i know its next to Al-Amin (is it?)&lt;br /&gt;anyways bumped into Andy over there&lt;br /&gt;had Milo Dinosaur!!! hehe fun lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think the best part of the day&lt;br /&gt;was realising that no matter how UN-often&lt;br /&gt;me and zul meet up&lt;br /&gt;we'll always remain close&lt;br /&gt;its great knowing you have someone like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;so Thanks a Gazillion Zul!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh we didn't take pic lah.. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/Page_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have very goofy friends&lt;br /&gt;they keep me alive in school (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;oh and thanks guys for tagging!!!! (((:&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/6406403-5844115282323008160?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/5844115282323008160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/5844115282323008160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#5844115282323008160' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-3573960082483142270</id><published>2007-05-02T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T22:57:00.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/5.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i didn't know you could turn out to be such a brat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had NAPFA today. ran 2.4KM&lt;br /&gt;my timing wasn't too bad&lt;br /&gt;i improved from last year! heh&lt;br /&gt;i plan to stretch myself till the next PE lesson&lt;br /&gt;where we have our 5 stations&lt;br /&gt;then maybe, just maybe i can pass my Sit&amp;Reach&lt;br /&gt;oh. and i gotta learn how to fly, if i want to pass me Standing BroadJump&lt;br /&gt;Begum made an interesting comment about NAPFA&lt;br /&gt;why judge people on how fast they run or how far they jump?&lt;br /&gt;if they fail, are you just gonna make them do it again?&lt;br /&gt;what's the point?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;food for thought eh? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im totally screwed for me upcoming tests&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea how im suppose to cope with everything&lt;br /&gt;i havent studied for Econs! i don't wanna fail it again&lt;br /&gt;i foresee no sleep tonight. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;malay module project, geography readings, literature assignments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vocab and Article files, OCOP, Touch, Aquilla Cheerleading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on top of all this, im worried about my cousin&lt;br /&gt;been tutoring her for over a month now&lt;br /&gt;and she's taking her Mid Year exams already&lt;br /&gt;so fast!&lt;br /&gt;if she fails, i dont know what i'll do. *sighsigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;dear ex-bf&lt;br /&gt;please stop haunting me in my sleep&lt;br /&gt;im tired of crying for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/6.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-3573960082483142270?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/3573960082483142270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/3573960082483142270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#3573960082483142270' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-3447450381952515473</id><published>2007-04-28T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T20:56:43.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>saw American Idol Gives Back episode&lt;br /&gt;and fell in love with Carrie's version of 'I'll Stand By You'&lt;br /&gt;its super nice! i love how simple they made the song&lt;br /&gt;so Idol Gives Back raised money for the people in Africa&lt;br /&gt;showing all the really impactful pictures&lt;br /&gt;and Mdm Gowri asked us to look for pictures depicting Famine&lt;br /&gt;omg i felt pretty miserable for a few days&lt;br /&gt;its such a sad state&lt;br /&gt;and to think im complaining about the food in the canteen&lt;br /&gt;=X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways&lt;br /&gt;life is pretty much crazy now&lt;br /&gt;i definitely have minimal &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ME-time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spend soooo much time in school&lt;br /&gt;so im usually eating the canteen food&lt;br /&gt;i seriously miss mummy's cooking&lt;br /&gt;speaking of which&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea where mummy got her capital from&lt;br /&gt;but i came home today and she showed me&lt;br /&gt;her newly bought video camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wah mummy! how come suddenly so loaded?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she gleefully smiled at me&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;so i took the opprtunity to tell her about the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4.5K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; trip to UK&lt;br /&gt;i REALLY wanna go. =/&lt;br /&gt;its probably the only chance i have to go to Cambridge for 2 weeks&lt;br /&gt;im still formulating plans to trick mom into saying yes&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's COP was fun&lt;br /&gt;Naufal actually remembered my name!&lt;br /&gt;im so touched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;me: naufal remember my name or not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;naufal: kak NAS! hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh god he's so damn cute&lt;br /&gt;i think i should take a pic soon. nyehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh as promised! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/Image068.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/Image073.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-3447450381952515473?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/3447450381952515473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/3447450381952515473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#3447450381952515473' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-630079481836228979</id><published>2007-04-19T09:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T10:05:12.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rascal Flatts&lt;br /&gt;What Hurts The Most&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could take the rain on the roof of this empty house&lt;br /&gt;that dont bother me&lt;br /&gt;i can take a few tears now and then and just let them out&lt;br /&gt;im not afraid to cry every once in a while&lt;br /&gt;even though going home with you gone still upsets me&lt;br /&gt;there are days every now and again i pretend im okia&lt;br /&gt;but thats not what gets me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what hurts the most&lt;br /&gt;was being so close&lt;br /&gt;and having so much to say&lt;br /&gt;and watching you walk away&lt;br /&gt;never knowing&lt;br /&gt;what could have been&lt;br /&gt;and not see that loving you&lt;br /&gt;is what i was trying to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its hard to deal with the pain of losing you everywhere i go&lt;br /&gt;but im doing it&lt;br /&gt;its hard to force that smile when i see our old friends and im alone&lt;br /&gt;still harder getting up getting dressed living with this regret&lt;br /&gt;but i know if i could do it over&lt;br /&gt;i would trade give away all the words that i saved in my heart&lt;br /&gt;that i left unspoken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what hurts the most&lt;br /&gt;was being so close&lt;br /&gt;and having so much to say&lt;br /&gt;and watching you walk away&lt;br /&gt;never knowing&lt;br /&gt;what could have been&lt;br /&gt;and not seeing that loving you&lt;br /&gt;is what i was trying to do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what hurts the most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;was being so close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and having so much to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and watching you walk away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;never knowing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what could have been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and not seeing that loving you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;is what i was trying to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;not seeing that loving you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thats what i was trying to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oooh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;watched Dancefloor yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;and i saw the segment where they showed Soul Fusion dancing to this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;it was really nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;so decided to check out the song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;and i saw the music video&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i teared up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;its soo sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;and all the sudden i started thinking about him again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;think i'll use this song for Literature&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Ms Nathan wants us to choose a love song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;and discuss with the class why we chose it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;there's a billion and one love songs that i like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;but only a handful made me tear. and this is one of them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;(sorry Ezah. Im getting emo day by day. heh. Sorry lah. Lit student what. =D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-630079481836228979?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/630079481836228979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/630079481836228979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#630079481836228979' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-8549915592328078302</id><published>2007-04-17T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T20:58:43.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally got to celebrate Khairin's birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dear Khairin Aisyah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy 17th birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for not wishing you sooner&lt;br /&gt;i havent been updating my blog for a while&lt;br /&gt;but anyways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;may all your wishes and dreams come true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;work hard for Promos!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and thanks a million for being the most dependable person i know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;you're the best girlfriend! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/Image035.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shoppingzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/Image037.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swensen-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/Image050.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such kukus we are (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/15-04-07_2002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ismail!!! haha met him while we were going home&lt;br /&gt;he had to pass khai her present.&lt;br /&gt;look how CUTE he is!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;im refering to the bear, not Is. (:&lt;br /&gt;haha k lah k lah. Is, you're still cute. but im CUTER. heh. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/15-04-07_2003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/Image063.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna take him home with me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/Image056-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so blur but nevermind. still post it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/Image057.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see? told you we're spastic people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/Image061.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i brought them over to my sister's house for a while&lt;br /&gt;and they got to play with my nephews.&lt;br /&gt;i finally have Iman's picture.&lt;br /&gt;omg he is so chubby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then of course the usual&lt;br /&gt;Ismail became a 'celebrity' for a while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/Image065.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/Image066.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/Image067.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but photobucket has trouble uploading mine.&lt;br /&gt;so the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BEST&lt;/span&gt; is yet to come! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/Image064.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im piled under so much work and stress&lt;br /&gt;that sometimes i dont even bother to go toilet&lt;br /&gt;to think i have to go through this all the way till next year&lt;br /&gt;makes my hair go &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;grey&lt;/span&gt;. -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-8549915592328078302?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/8549915592328078302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/8549915592328078302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#8549915592328078302' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-4354593976925824754</id><published>2007-04-08T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T17:42:54.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there was a family gathering on Friday&lt;br /&gt;my paternal side&lt;br /&gt;my aunt just moved to Jurong&lt;br /&gt;her new house looks chic&lt;br /&gt;just recovered from my gastric flu&lt;br /&gt;so i didnt eat that much&lt;br /&gt;but i had so much fun with my darling nephews&lt;br /&gt;all getting waay too handsome for their own good haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/06-04-07_1908.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ilhan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/06-04-07_1909.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irfan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/06-04-07_1943.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at his hair sexily ruffled!! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/06-04-07_1912.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/06-04-07_1957.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studied Econs and caught up with it (i hope)&lt;br /&gt;i understand Elasticity of Demand&lt;br /&gt;its just the graphs, cant seem to comprehend them&lt;br /&gt;and i did 1/5 of my geography assignment&lt;br /&gt;couldn't do Lit&lt;br /&gt;think Ms Nathan will kick my ass tmrw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out yesterday&lt;br /&gt;went to see 2 movies, courtesy of Ahmad (thanks again!!)&lt;br /&gt;had a lot of fun with him&lt;br /&gt;watched Meet the Robinsons&lt;br /&gt;and Freedom Writers&lt;br /&gt;oh my god Freedom Writers is such a good movie&lt;br /&gt;and Meet the Robinsons is surprisingly funny&lt;br /&gt;i laughed my butt off in the theatre&lt;br /&gt;then we went to Vivocity&lt;br /&gt;walked around a bit and shoped for stationery&lt;br /&gt;i now know that PageOne exists&lt;br /&gt;and its such a cute store&lt;br /&gt;(see how deprived i am?)&lt;br /&gt;and Ahmad treated me to Ben &amp; Jerry&lt;br /&gt;for a chocolate lover like me&lt;br /&gt;Ben &amp; Jerry was heaven&lt;br /&gt;hahah thanks sooo much Ahmad! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/DSC00453.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-4354593976925824754?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/4354593976925824754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/4354593976925824754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#4354593976925824754' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-8440363874203840586</id><published>2007-04-04T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T17:36:27.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>3 days MC&lt;br /&gt;hadn't been to school since Monday&lt;br /&gt;how many &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;billions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of lessons have i missed?&lt;br /&gt;im so screwed i tell you!&lt;br /&gt;why did i have to fall sick?&lt;br /&gt;gastric flu no less!&lt;br /&gt;still&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna be thankful (thank you God!)&lt;br /&gt;for bringing me back my health&lt;br /&gt;at least my high fever is gone&lt;br /&gt;and my head doesn't spin too much&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe i miss school so much&lt;br /&gt;miss Khai and Naz and Ezah so much&lt;br /&gt;speaking of which&lt;br /&gt;Khai and Naz sent me a 'fruitbasket' yesterday&lt;br /&gt;so so so so sweeeeeet!!!&lt;br /&gt;i love them to bits i tell you&lt;br /&gt;and my sweet darlings from 41C&lt;br /&gt;sending my 'get well soon' smses&lt;br /&gt;you guys are so sweet (:&lt;br /&gt;oh and thanks to Ahmad for keeping me updated on my stuff&lt;br /&gt;esp my geography&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh god i have Econs test tmrw&lt;br /&gt;i need to study!!&lt;br /&gt;and i havent even taught Ezah yet&lt;br /&gt;i hope she can ask her classmates or something for help&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr lim just gave me a call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;okie now im even more stressed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caused i missed waaaay too many lessons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;help!&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/6406403-8440363874203840586?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/8440363874203840586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/8440363874203840586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#8440363874203840586' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-6098148927485433519</id><published>2007-04-01T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T19:46:18.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;embed name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-6a.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" width="400" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;channel=360287970195456106&amp;amp;site=widget-6a.slide.com" wmode="transparent" salign="l" scale="noscale" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; 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(:&lt;br /&gt;many interesting things happened&lt;br /&gt;some people snored (very unexpected)&lt;br /&gt;and i stole Melissa's jacket in the middle of the night&lt;br /&gt;i did it while i was asleep! so sorry melissa!! =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the next day had leadership seminar&lt;br /&gt;it was okie but i was too tired to enjoy it properly&lt;br /&gt;second day came and in the middle of the acitivities&lt;br /&gt;i fell really ill&lt;br /&gt;developed high fever&lt;br /&gt;it got so bad&lt;br /&gt;i had to go home&lt;br /&gt;so i went off during lunch&lt;br /&gt;thank goodness ahmad sent me home&lt;br /&gt;thanks ahmad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought the fever would go away sooner or later&lt;br /&gt;so i figured i should just rest in bed the entire day&lt;br /&gt;when i woke up the next day&lt;br /&gt;my fever got worse&lt;br /&gt;and my entire body felt awfully sore&lt;br /&gt;kept noting down my temperature regularly&lt;br /&gt;and the highest i went was 39.2&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;that's the highest ive ever had&lt;br /&gt;felt so miserable in bed&lt;br /&gt;too weak to do anything at all&lt;br /&gt;and any sudden movements would make my head spin till it hurts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next day&lt;br /&gt;i got so fed up with my illness&lt;br /&gt;that i told my mom to allow me to visit the doc&lt;br /&gt;so Doc gave me med for fever, flu, cough and sore throat&lt;br /&gt;and i have MC for Monday&lt;br /&gt;gonna miss a lot of lessons&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-6098148927485433519?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/6098148927485433519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/6098148927485433519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#6098148927485433519' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-5214355053334907019</id><published>2007-03-24T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T21:29:35.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/z6273763-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i think people in this world need to be nicer&lt;br /&gt;i think people in this world need to be less selfish&lt;br /&gt;i think people in this world need to be less conceited&lt;br /&gt;i think people in this world need to be more understanding&lt;br /&gt;i think people should be more caring&lt;br /&gt;i think people should be less arrogant&lt;br /&gt;i think people should see that not &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;everyone has to revolve around them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;this isn't directed to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;its just some generalisation on my part&lt;br /&gt;mummy spoke to me just now&lt;br /&gt;she was getting concerned about how im spending my time&lt;br /&gt;which is rare, cause usually she just shouts at me. haha&lt;br /&gt;but i get where she is coming from&lt;br /&gt;i just need a bit more time to find my balance&lt;br /&gt;i need to re-adjust, adapt and live&lt;br /&gt;balancing lectures,&lt;br /&gt;tutorials,&lt;br /&gt;projects,&lt;br /&gt;friends,&lt;br /&gt;touch rugby,&lt;br /&gt;old friends,&lt;br /&gt;best friends,&lt;br /&gt;tuition,&lt;br /&gt;outside activity&lt;br /&gt;all this while maintaining my sanity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i just wanna apologise to some people in my life&lt;br /&gt;in case i havent been there for you guys&lt;br /&gt;just give me some time to find my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;balance&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/6406403-5214355053334907019?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/5214355053334907019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/5214355053334907019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#5214355053334907019' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-8133016585991758854</id><published>2007-03-21T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T22:10:36.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/z8373384.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all it took was a picture&lt;br /&gt;a picture of you and i came crashing down&lt;br /&gt;i guess these few months ive been lying to myself&lt;br /&gt;thinking you no longer affect me&lt;br /&gt;thinking i was over you&lt;br /&gt;thinking that i have finally &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;moved on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they say a picture paints a thousand words&lt;br /&gt;seeing you, i could only think of one, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you looked good. i noticed your new hair&lt;br /&gt;and all the sudden i remembered, everything&lt;br /&gt;your smile, your laugh, your smell, your touch&lt;br /&gt;you looked so happy. i wish i could say the same&lt;br /&gt;would it be fair? that i want to be happy and you miserable?&lt;br /&gt;would it be evil if i wished we switched places?&lt;br /&gt;you, thinking about me, and me not having a care in the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess it really is my own fault&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should have cautioned myself&lt;br /&gt;and not fall for you so hard&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should have read the signs&lt;br /&gt;and plucked up the courage to leave you much earlier than i did&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should have had more sense in telling myself&lt;br /&gt;that i deserve better than that&lt;br /&gt;i know all this, i know you &lt;u&gt;no longer will be in my life&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then why is it that i miss you?&lt;br /&gt;why is it that i still feel the pain of losing you&lt;br /&gt;like as if it happened yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;the pain felt so raw that it surprised me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess that's just it&lt;br /&gt;im not ready&lt;br /&gt;i dont know when i ever will be&lt;br /&gt;the thought of being in another relationship&lt;br /&gt;gives me nightmares&lt;br /&gt;it scares me to think that the moment i fall for someone&lt;br /&gt;and i start to open up to someone&lt;br /&gt;he has the upperhand&lt;br /&gt;and at any time, i could just be let down again and again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im tired of picking myself up from heartbreaks&lt;br /&gt;im tired of letting myself getting heartaches&lt;br /&gt;im not ready&lt;br /&gt;im just not&lt;br /&gt;maybe time would heal&lt;br /&gt;im still waiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/z48498163.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-8133016585991758854?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/8133016585991758854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/8133016585991758854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#8133016585991758854' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-8280953320667676280</id><published>2007-03-15T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T19:34:35.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ooh i love my new song!&lt;br /&gt;Katherine McPhee is so skinny now&lt;br /&gt;her shoulders so pointy and boney&lt;br /&gt;reminds me of Ezah actually. haha&lt;br /&gt;but she's still such a beautiful person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was the touch competition&lt;br /&gt;we got &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;third&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i played for about 3 mins&lt;br /&gt;oh wait. i think less than that haha&lt;br /&gt;but ah well&lt;br /&gt;i prefered to cheer at the sides&lt;br /&gt;cause im not even good at touch yet&lt;br /&gt;i simply suck at it&lt;br /&gt;but cheering was damn fun. my voice is getting hoarse though&lt;br /&gt;after tournament&lt;br /&gt;it was already 7 plus&lt;br /&gt;stayed back to play social touch with the Wonderers&lt;br /&gt;filled with Ang Mohs.&lt;br /&gt;but all buff men. and yes. HOT. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then i quickly showered (so refreshing!)&lt;br /&gt;then hurried to yio chu kang station cause Mr Abdullah was waiting&lt;br /&gt;he had to be a referee at NYP&lt;br /&gt;and ended around 8&lt;br /&gt;so we decided to have dinner&lt;br /&gt;he treated me to Swensens *keke*&lt;br /&gt;it was fun catching up and talking to him&lt;br /&gt;updated each other and stuff&lt;br /&gt;then finally came home&lt;br /&gt;Mr Abdullah gave me a few tips on how to make myself more flexible&lt;br /&gt;so i did stretches before i slept&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up the next morning and i nearly died&lt;br /&gt;couldn't move my limbs&lt;br /&gt;but i forced myself out of bed and showered&lt;br /&gt;cause i had to travel to Nurul's house for tuition&lt;br /&gt;im so glad that bus 168 exist&lt;br /&gt;its so much faster by bus than by train&lt;br /&gt;and i get to sleeep!&lt;br /&gt;the only downside was that i couldn't listen to my mp4&lt;br /&gt;cause it still wasn't fixed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached Nurul's house at 9. coached her on E Maths till 11.30&lt;br /&gt;poor thing&lt;br /&gt;hope her brain wasn't fried&lt;br /&gt;came home and got off the bus&lt;br /&gt;and bumped into Glenn, Charles and Jo&lt;br /&gt;Glenn tried to persuade me to watch movie&lt;br /&gt;but i felt soo bad for not being home&lt;br /&gt;i decided to be a good daughter&lt;br /&gt;and come home&lt;br /&gt;of course not before i had my lunch at Long Johns. nyehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so by the time i got home&lt;br /&gt;i got really fed up with my mp4&lt;br /&gt;decided to call the customer service people&lt;br /&gt;and!!&lt;br /&gt;turns out i dont have to go to Marina Square&lt;br /&gt;i already fixed it&lt;br /&gt;they told me how to through the phone&lt;br /&gt;so yes!!! my mp4's back *jumps up and down*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blog hopped for a bit&lt;br /&gt;and found pics on Fairuz's blog&lt;br /&gt;she so cute lah&lt;br /&gt;post pictures never tell me&lt;br /&gt;haha i only took a few&lt;br /&gt;if you wanna see all the unGlam pics just go her blog. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/CIMG2439.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and Charles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/CIMG2481.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carte Blanche&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/CIMG2485.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/CIMG2486.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these 3 wore red to support us.&lt;br /&gt;thanks Adil, Ahmad and Shazly (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/CIMG2487.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/CIMG2488.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's kooky Marissa (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/CIMG2489.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aah and the photographer of the day, Fairuz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/CIMG2493.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like this picture&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-8280953320667676280?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/8280953320667676280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/8280953320667676280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#8280953320667676280' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-5470538505639243832</id><published>2007-03-12T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T20:21:09.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Carte Blanche&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though we didn't make it&lt;br /&gt;i had a blast&lt;br /&gt;we still have one last performance together&lt;br /&gt;assembly period.&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to it. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just came back from Sim Lim Square&lt;br /&gt;travelled all the way there&lt;br /&gt;hoping my mp4 would get fixed&lt;br /&gt;turns out i have to go to marina square instead&lt;br /&gt;but i was waay too tired and decided to go home&lt;br /&gt;did the school's corporate video&lt;br /&gt;i pray to god they won't screen it to the school&lt;br /&gt;i dont care if they screen it to the secondary kids&lt;br /&gt;but please oh please not IJ students&lt;br /&gt;i really have no idea how i looked on camera&lt;br /&gt;and im not so much a photogenic person.&lt;br /&gt;they took so long i had no idea why&lt;br /&gt;we reported to school at 730&lt;br /&gt;we ended around 130&lt;br /&gt;that's a total of 6 hours&lt;br /&gt;i was simply famished by then&lt;br /&gt;so me, Jo, Jyaas and Iris headed down to BK&lt;br /&gt;oh and another guy joined us&lt;br /&gt;im soo sorry i cant remember his name&lt;br /&gt;but he has COOL shoes. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aite&lt;br /&gt;i finally have pictures of Faezah's bdae&lt;br /&gt;nyehehehehe&lt;br /&gt;shall i let the pictures do the talking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/haha.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's Me, Naz and Khai towning looking for ezah's prezzies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1372.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why in the world did i hunch? -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1375.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;khairin looks so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1377.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i look &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CUTER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1380.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see? Ezah wasn't expecting anything, which explains the outfit. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1384.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1385.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pics with the Birthday Girl (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/khaiezah.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/nazezah.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/meezah.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/nne.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/nke.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/kne.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/us-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont we all look cute? (:&lt;br /&gt;and one of us look HOT. guess who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1394.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's a last minute picture in the train. nyeheheheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i thought you said to not let this affect our friendship?&lt;br /&gt;if this is the way you're gonna handle the situation&lt;br /&gt;then i guess i cant do anything about it&lt;br /&gt;i just wish you'd stop ignoring me&lt;br /&gt;and be a friend&lt;br /&gt;just like you said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-5470538505639243832?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/5470538505639243832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/5470538505639243832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#5470538505639243832' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-8989313116933134294</id><published>2007-03-09T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T10:56:29.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;PLEASE SUPPORT US&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO TO TAKA AT 1pm THIS SAT (TMRW)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND PLEASE WEAR THE COLOUR RED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE IF YOU DO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE WILL WIN THE &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BEST SUPPORTED GROUP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;SUPPORT US!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-8989313116933134294?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/8989313116933134294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/8989313116933134294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#8989313116933134294' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-5851060268388177321</id><published>2007-03-06T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T22:14:53.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Danceworks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this coming saturday is the day of our competition&lt;br /&gt;Danceworks 2007&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait to get the goodie bads&lt;br /&gt;gonna be sooo cool&lt;br /&gt;hahhaa&lt;br /&gt;i finally have pics of our group members&lt;br /&gt;weeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soo cool!! anthea's multi-purpose hall has a TV&lt;br /&gt;and it actually works!! we watched Pokemon on Kids Central for a while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG027.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beatrice&lt;br /&gt;such a petite girl. but fiesty! haha damn cute lah she&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG031.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shu han (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG035.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why we were touching our feet. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG038.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's anthea!!! her condo very nice.&lt;br /&gt;see Charles emo-ing at the back? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG040.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/28-02-07_1624.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kat tied my hair and wanted to take a picture.&lt;br /&gt;but im so shy *grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/28-02-07_1625.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/41cgirls.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found out that we might be seperated.&lt;br /&gt;damn it!!! i hate the sch admin for doing that. *sobs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-5851060268388177321?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/5851060268388177321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/5851060268388177321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#5851060268388177321' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-5025460711093034676</id><published>2007-03-03T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T22:48:09.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bg style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Birthdate: January 24&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanforyourlovelifequiz/birthday.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, love is a natural progression from friendship. You are almost always friends first.&lt;br /&gt;In love, you are loyal, steady, and honest. You are not a cheater or even much of a flirt.&lt;br /&gt;You are likely to stay friends with your ex... and open to rekindling something in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number of True Loves You'll Have: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number of Times You'll Have Your Heart Broken: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are most compatible with people born on the 6th, 15th, and 24th of the month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanforyourlovelifequiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean For Your Love Life?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*laughs histarically, rolls all over the floor*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the fish?&lt;br /&gt;1 time only???&lt;br /&gt;are you freaking kidding me?&lt;br /&gt;puhleez! i've already had my heart broken more than that&lt;br /&gt;4 true loves?&lt;br /&gt;i dont get it.&lt;br /&gt;if its true love, why do you need so many?&lt;br /&gt;only need one what?&lt;br /&gt;why make life so confusing for yourself?&lt;br /&gt;i have to say the part i agree with is&lt;br /&gt;how they described me&lt;br /&gt;that one is super super true&lt;br /&gt;maybe the last part is debatable&lt;br /&gt;rekindling things with my ex?&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;he's very happy now&lt;br /&gt;why make him miserable,&lt;br /&gt;right &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;ee chow&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&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/6406403-5025460711093034676?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/5025460711093034676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/5025460711093034676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#5025460711093034676' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-2451492730848466365</id><published>2007-02-28T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T23:19:44.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/Spiderman_2_av2_tks4uf.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been watching Spiderman 2 on AXN&lt;br /&gt;i've fallen in love all over again&lt;br /&gt;with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Tobey Maguire&lt;/span&gt;!! *grins*&lt;br /&gt;i think &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Peter Parker and Mary-Jane&lt;/span&gt; are the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;best comic book couple ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Peter Parker&lt;/span&gt; is the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sexiest&lt;/span&gt; comic character in my opinion&lt;br /&gt;and Tobey playing Peter makes it even more hot!&lt;br /&gt;oh and im seriously addicted to the soundtrack&lt;br /&gt;nyehehhee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Train - Ordinary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whose eyes am I behind&lt;br /&gt;I don’t recognize anything that I see&lt;br /&gt;Whose skin is this design&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want this to be the way that you see me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t understand anything anymore&lt;br /&gt;In this world that I’m tired of&lt;br /&gt;Is taking me right up these walls&lt;br /&gt;That I climb up&lt;br /&gt;To get to your story&lt;br /&gt;It’s anything but ordinary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the world is on its knees with me its fine&lt;br /&gt;And when I come to the rescue I get nothing but left behind&lt;br /&gt;Everybody seems to be getting what they need where's mine&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause your what I need so very but im anything but ordinary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you save me from this world of mine&lt;br /&gt;Before I get myself arrested with this expectation&lt;br /&gt;You are the one look what you’ve done&lt;br /&gt;What have you done?&lt;br /&gt;This is not some kind of joke&lt;br /&gt;You’re just a kid&lt;br /&gt;You weren’t ready for what you did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the world is on its knees with me its fine&lt;br /&gt;And when I come to the rescue I do it for you time after time&lt;br /&gt;Everybody seems to be getting what they need where's mine&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause you what I need so very but im anything but ordinary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think im trying to save the world from you&lt;br /&gt;You’ve been saving me too&lt;br /&gt;We could just stay in and save each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im anything but ordinary&lt;br /&gt;(ordinary)&lt;br /&gt;Im anything but ordinary&lt;br /&gt;(ordinary)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw the Spiderman 3 trailer&lt;br /&gt;i seriously cannot wait.&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait to watch it with Zul! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;my most favourite part is the dialogue between Pete and MJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;MJ: Are you trying to push me away?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Pete: Why would i wanna push you away? i LOVE you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/spiderman_poster2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;where the hell is MY Peter Parker?&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/6406403-2451492730848466365?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/2451492730848466365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/2451492730848466365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#2451492730848466365' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-4178002539136033470</id><published>2007-02-27T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T23:22:29.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/Image056.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. this was taken more than 2 years ago&lt;br /&gt;haha chance upon it in Naz's old phone. hehe&lt;br /&gt;surprise birthday party for Faezah's went smoothly&lt;br /&gt;and it was GREAT.&lt;br /&gt;but aint gonna update on that cause aint got the pics&lt;br /&gt;muahahahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/meandeza122h.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY MOST PRECIOUS PIKUCHI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you! be the strong minded person you are&lt;br /&gt;and have faith in yourself&lt;br /&gt;you can get through anything&lt;br /&gt;if you just have faith&lt;br /&gt;sisters for life&lt;br /&gt;*muack mauck*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-4178002539136033470?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/4178002539136033470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/4178002539136033470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#4178002539136033470' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-3396007980166322269</id><published>2007-02-24T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T23:09:14.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;My Holiday List&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;[   X] wash all clothes (inc. socks, uniforms, jeans, shirts, unmetionables, and SHOES)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;[  X ] tidy up wardrobe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;[X] reorganise file system&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;[   ] mention new shelves to daddy again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;[X] reorganise filing system in mp4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;[  X ] get new songs into mp4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;[   ] buy more ankle socks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;[   ] buy facial wash before current one finishes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;[   X] get songs that's used for Danceworks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;[X] learn Touch Rugby rules and regulations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;[X] practice answering Econs questions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;[   ] start my GP resource file&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;[   ] and also my Vocab notebook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;[X] finish up assignments from Maths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;[X] read through Geog lectures and understand them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;[   ] start my list of known authors for Literature&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[X] return my library books before due date&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*important! do immediately&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;*just make sure you do it before end of holidays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;*dont forget to do them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;not bad for a &lt;u&gt;procrastinator&lt;/u&gt; such as myself&lt;br /&gt;*pats shoulder*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first and foremost&lt;br /&gt;i wanna wish a happy belated birthday to 2 very &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;special people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;KAK AMIRA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna put your pic up!!&lt;br /&gt;but believe it or not&lt;br /&gt;we've never taken a picture together&lt;br /&gt;such horror!!!&lt;br /&gt;please please lets go out soon&lt;br /&gt;so i can take picture with a cutie like yourself&lt;br /&gt;*muack muack*&lt;br /&gt;may all your dreams come true!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;JOELLE TYEA ENVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont act like you dont know!!&lt;br /&gt;hahah happy belated birthday Jo!&lt;br /&gt;stay the fun-loving, retarded at times, damn high self&lt;br /&gt;and yo, you're just cool dude. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things are getting way too hectic for me at the moment&lt;br /&gt;im involved in OGLs, Danceworks (wooots!), iBCS tv, touch rugby together with all the other assignments and tutorials that the lecturers burden us with&lt;br /&gt;on top of that&lt;br /&gt;im a tutor now. (yay!!)&lt;br /&gt;teaching my cousin and her 2 friends Principle of Accounts&lt;br /&gt;they're taking their O levels this year&lt;br /&gt;suppose to be a piece of cake right?&lt;br /&gt;i mean accounts is one of my forte after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but&lt;/span&gt; i threw my file away&lt;br /&gt;along with all the worksheets and questions ive ever done&lt;br /&gt;in the span of 2 years learning POA in Swiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*dumb nas*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was our first ever session&lt;br /&gt;travelled all the way to Changi Airport&lt;br /&gt;had Dance practice from 8-11&lt;br /&gt;so i was quite tired by the time i reached changi&lt;br /&gt;then started teaching them for 3 hours&lt;br /&gt;started with Bad Debts and Depreciation&lt;br /&gt;so confusing!!!&lt;br /&gt;accounts is not taught the same way&lt;br /&gt;different teachers have different methods&lt;br /&gt;so i had to adapt to their current teacher's method of answer&lt;br /&gt;which was totally diff from Ms Ng's method.&lt;br /&gt;*headache*&lt;br /&gt;but i ain't complaining&lt;br /&gt;cause by the end of the month.... *ka-ching*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;ooh i took a pic of a housefly&lt;br /&gt;damn cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/20-02-07_2104.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-3396007980166322269?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/3396007980166322269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/3396007980166322269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#3396007980166322269' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-8593323096455184935</id><published>2007-02-17T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T22:50:29.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there's no school till Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;soo many things i wanna do!&lt;br /&gt;gotta take advantage of Chinese New Year holidays&lt;br /&gt;so im gonna make a list&lt;br /&gt;of all the things i intend to do&lt;br /&gt;i just hope i follow the list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;My Holiday List&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;[   X] wash all clothes (inc. socks, uniforms, jeans, shirts, unmetionables, and SHOES)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;[  X ] tidy up wardrobe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;[   ] reorganise file system&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;[   ] mention new shelves to daddy again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;[   ] reorganise filing system in mp4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;[  X ] get new songs into mp4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;[   ] buy more ankle socks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;[   ] buy facial wash before current one finishes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;[   X] get songs that's used for Danceworks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;[   ] learn Touch Rugby rules and regulations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;[   ] practice answering Econs questions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;[   ] start my GP resource file&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;[   ] and also my Vocab notebook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;[   ] finish up assignments from Maths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;[   ] read through Geog lectures and understand them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;[   ] start my list of known authors for Literature&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[   ] return my library books before due date&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*important! do immediately&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;*just make sure you do it before end of holidays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;*dont forget to do them&lt;/span&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/6406403-8593323096455184935?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/8593323096455184935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/8593323096455184935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#8593323096455184935' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-1107187972728112772</id><published>2007-02-16T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T12:20:13.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oooooh!!!&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna wish happy belated valentine's day to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;KAK MIRA, ZUL, PIKA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND WHOEVER ELSE I KEEP IN CLOSE CONTACT WITH.&lt;br /&gt;haha im so sorry i didnt include you guys in my entry.&lt;br /&gt;but at least you know that i love you guys&lt;br /&gt;and you play a significant part in my life (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my girlfriends. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/06-02-07_1632.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its incredible that we go to the same school and yet spend so little time together!!! baaah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1276-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ezah!! my pikuchi!!! my little darling who can pinch very well. -.-&lt;br /&gt;hahaha i know you're bored at home right now&lt;br /&gt;see lah. who ask you withdraw from MI so fast? nyeehhehe&lt;br /&gt;im praying that you'll get accepted at IJC girlfriend! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/Image013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naaaaaaaaazzzzzzzzz!!! hahaha work so hard. *sigh* see now you got BLACK EYES. worse than pandas. at least they look cute. hehe. KIDDING!!! (:&lt;br /&gt;oh i think i look damn cool by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY LUNAR NEW YEAR&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all my chinese friends!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of my classamates left school already&lt;br /&gt;so fast right? *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;i miss &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;noraidah&lt;/span&gt; already. never fails to smile&lt;br /&gt;and her eyes get damn small when she laughs. hahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;nadiah!&lt;/span&gt; the quiet quiet one.&lt;br /&gt;and long hair!! wah her hair is long. and nice! *jealous*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but! i can say goodbye to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Gerald.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cannot believe you could backstab Charles just like that&lt;br /&gt;you &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;scrawny, good-for-nothing,&lt;br /&gt;complain a lot, liar, bastard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;charles treated you soo nice. and there you go stabbing him in the back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;you ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think you're desperate for a girl, and desperate for a friend.&lt;br /&gt;it really is sad that when you finally have one&lt;br /&gt;you go stabbing him in the back.&lt;br /&gt;you stupid idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right. now that's off my chest, i feel better. (:&lt;br /&gt;we had our first touch rugby match today&lt;br /&gt;against MI girls. waaah!&lt;br /&gt;so coooool!!&lt;br /&gt;and to think i only had ONE training.&lt;br /&gt;dont know the rules, dont know the moves, dont know the positions.&lt;br /&gt;but i got super high watching by the sidelines&lt;br /&gt;so i got to play during one quater of the match&lt;br /&gt;sooo fun! hahha&lt;br /&gt;and we won. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh just found some pics from the class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/rt8N200.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was us wrapping cookies in the canteen&lt;br /&gt;from left: Haziqah, Nadiah, Me, Noraidah, Halimah, Jo and Marissa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/09-02-07_1215.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jo thinks she looks smart just cause she wears specs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PFFT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/15-02-07_1535.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's the class clown together with our class treasurer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/DSC00359.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo. Me. Charles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/Image002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spasticality. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-1107187972728112772?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/1107187972728112772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/1107187972728112772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#1107187972728112772' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-4391556398303789552</id><published>2007-02-14T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T18:04:17.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i need a break&lt;br /&gt;thank god for Chinese New Year (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna update about i@fun before i talk about my O's results&lt;br /&gt;okie i might be swearing a bit&lt;br /&gt;but you cant hold it against me&lt;br /&gt;cause the weather was damn harsh&lt;br /&gt;it was fucking hot. no other word for it&lt;br /&gt;im sorry but its true&lt;br /&gt;thank you Sun for pouring us with imense heat&lt;br /&gt;i was practically cooked&lt;br /&gt;and you know for me particularly&lt;br /&gt;i dont get tanned. i get sunburned, badly.&lt;br /&gt;so i became soo soo soo burned&lt;br /&gt;when i touched my forehead&lt;br /&gt;i thought i was having a fever&lt;br /&gt;it was such a tiring day&lt;br /&gt;the only good part of it&lt;br /&gt;was having my friends around me&lt;br /&gt;meeting old friends&lt;br /&gt;and yes yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SHAN WEE&lt;/span&gt; people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SHAN WEE &lt;/span&gt;came to Innova&lt;br /&gt;to be a judge for our Supernova competition&lt;br /&gt;and bloody shit&lt;br /&gt;he's soo damn tall&lt;br /&gt;and sooo bloody HOT. (:&lt;br /&gt;i took a picture with him. muahahahahhaahaha&lt;br /&gt;oh Faris and Diana came too!&lt;br /&gt;they look so damn sweet together&lt;br /&gt;but as usual&lt;br /&gt;Faris was being an Ass. hehe (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/1-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our stall. (its the one that says SPLAT!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/2-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/4-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our class bugis trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/h.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/i.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/j.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joelle Tyea Enver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/06-02-07_1631.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our class Fund Raising&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/P-0156.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and Faezah and Nazurah came to i@fun too! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/HAA001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;O Level Results&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i scored 13 for my L1R5&lt;br /&gt;i cannot believe it&lt;br /&gt;how in the world did Kak Mira predict correctly ( i love you kak mira!!!)&lt;br /&gt;i never expected it&lt;br /&gt;i passed everything! hehe&lt;br /&gt;even a maths and most importantly PHYSICS!!!&lt;br /&gt;kudos to Mr Lim for doing the impossible&lt;br /&gt;i have to say the teachers at Swiss are like the best i could ever ask for&lt;br /&gt;its only because of them i did so well&lt;br /&gt;i got A1 for combined humans!!! haha&lt;br /&gt;the only disappointment would be my English and POA&lt;br /&gt;i was hoping for A1 for both&lt;br /&gt;but i only had A2s.&lt;br /&gt;so Miss Tan came up to me and asked me what happened.&lt;br /&gt;talk about rubbing salt into my wound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/olevelresultsday007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/olevelresultsday009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/olevelresultsday010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just registered today&lt;br /&gt;practically the last day&lt;br /&gt;i kept postponing doing it&lt;br /&gt;cause i was in such agony&lt;br /&gt;thinking about whether i should put CJC as my first choice&lt;br /&gt;ive been having nightmares because of it =/&lt;br /&gt;well in the end&lt;br /&gt;i entered IJC as my first choice&lt;br /&gt;such a burden off my shoulders&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly feel lighter&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;hope i get it&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh its &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Valentine's Day&lt;/span&gt; today&lt;br /&gt;i wanna wish my family first of all&lt;br /&gt;cause even though i wish i could kill them sometimes&lt;br /&gt;i love them to bits. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Nazurah, Khairin, Faezah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nobody can ever replace you guys.&lt;br /&gt;i love you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Hafizah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girl!! we've been friends since we were 10! haha&lt;br /&gt;i love you forever!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Xavier PEH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha omg i cant believe we're still so close.&lt;br /&gt;happy valentine's buddy. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Paula, Hariz, Erlinna, Alysia, Fairuz, Ismail and all the others from 2E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy valentine's guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;4E3!!! &lt;/span&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;i'll always keep those precious memories with me&lt;br /&gt;we've been through a lot&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss you guys so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;and my newfound friends from Innova!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;haha love love. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh Adil gave me paper roses&lt;br /&gt;so sweeet!!!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-4391556398303789552?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/4391556398303789552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/4391556398303789552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#4391556398303789552' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-4537026776508797639</id><published>2007-02-05T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T23:43:34.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>not much to update today&lt;br /&gt;oh wait. too much to update to be honest&lt;br /&gt;soo i shall just update (or rather let the pics do the talking)&lt;br /&gt;about my last trip to Kak Kim's house&lt;br /&gt;to see my beloved angels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/03-02-07_1837.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ilhan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/03-02-07_1844.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aunty wawa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/03-02-07_1847.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not easy trying to take a picture with 2 boys on my lap&lt;br /&gt;and still holding on to another one at my feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/03-02-07_1848.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aah that's better (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/03-02-07_1905.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irwin felt game enough to take pics with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/03-02-07_1916.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on one condition: he gets to flash his Spiderman Wallet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/03-02-07_1924.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurhur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/03-02-07_1923.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ilhan see ilhan do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/03-02-07_1925.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep i totally see the relation. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note&lt;br /&gt;results are confirmed to be released on friday&lt;br /&gt;im not ready to physically see him yet&lt;br /&gt;i mean come on!&lt;br /&gt;even seeing his account on msn gives me jolts in the stomach&lt;br /&gt;and my heart starts aching&lt;br /&gt;what happens when i see the real thing? =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do however get to see my mates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/I.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/Image007-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you guys to death!!!!&lt;br /&gt;*muah muah* see you sooooon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-4537026776508797639?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/4537026776508797639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/4537026776508797639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#4537026776508797639' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-1300522639070162271</id><published>2007-02-01T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T21:43:52.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>school was okie today&lt;br /&gt;felt stoned in lectures and tutorials&lt;br /&gt;i now realise how boring my Malay tutorials are&lt;br /&gt;and how sucky my Malay language has become&lt;br /&gt;i have done Cikgu Zelda injustice. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;after 2 exercises, i still have not passed one of them&lt;br /&gt;like what the heck is wrong with me?&lt;br /&gt;is my malay that bad? i cant even pass&lt;br /&gt;feel so dumb in class.&lt;br /&gt;all i do is colour my sketchpad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a happier note&lt;br /&gt;my classmates rock. they're the funniest bunch ive ever seen&lt;br /&gt;too bad i havent got a pic of the whole lot&lt;br /&gt;but during civics lesson&lt;br /&gt;Gerald brought his laptop along&lt;br /&gt;and they viewed Borat in class&lt;br /&gt;i was watching part of it&lt;br /&gt;till they showed a man's ............&lt;br /&gt;i freaked out and started wailing&lt;br /&gt;complete trauma.&lt;br /&gt;damn it damn it damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so got a bit bored&lt;br /&gt;then started 'doodling' again&lt;br /&gt;did a flower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;me: hey jo you see i draw nice right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;jo: where got? so ugly. you wanna see MY flower?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;me: *pause to look at jo* BUAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHHAHHAHAHAHAA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;jo: -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then during literature&lt;br /&gt;we were discussing about an unseen poem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Ms Nathan: so what do you think the animal the poem is refering to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;someone in class: a peacock!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Ms Nathan: right! and its because their feathers are green. what colour is the peahen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;me: what the heck is a peahen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;jo: the female lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;me: really? oh then if the male is called a peacock, why not call the female peaflower?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;jo: ....................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;ms nathan: what colour are the feathers for the peahen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;someone: brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;ms nathan: yes. so the peacock is handsome. very beautiful. but the peahen is very ugly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;me: why so sexist??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;jo: you not happy go complain to the Peacock Government lah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;me: WAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHHAHAHHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after school&lt;br /&gt;Charles joined us all&lt;br /&gt;we were all sitting together&lt;br /&gt;Charles was watching Borat&lt;br /&gt;i tried not to look but Charles kept laughing to himself&lt;br /&gt;then all the sudden he burst out laughing&lt;br /&gt;till his ears went red&lt;br /&gt;so i had to see what was going on&lt;br /&gt;apparently Borat offered an official some cheese&lt;br /&gt;the guy actually said 'its good'&lt;br /&gt;then Borat went on saying that it was made from the milk of his wife's ****&lt;br /&gt;(HAHAHAHHHHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA)&lt;br /&gt;okie i've never laughed soo hard for such a long time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie so here's Joelle (jo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/24-01-07_1054.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and here's Glenn&lt;br /&gt;our class very own Care Bear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/30-01-07_1550.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but cant beat my HUGE teddy bear!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/27-01-07_1308.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn cuddly!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha oh here's the cake my class bought for me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/24-01-07_1237.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-1300522639070162271?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/1300522639070162271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/1300522639070162271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#1300522639070162271' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-2796979011148813954</id><published>2007-01-30T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T19:14:34.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Band Dinner 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so late right the update? haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sorry lah. only recently got a hold on the pics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;basically band dinner was okie i guess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but it wasnt as grand as i had anticipated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;still. no complaints. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the only MAJOR disappointment was that i didnt get to sing. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;haha &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PICCIES! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;My Bandsmen&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1325.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WANIWANI!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1286.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dearest Sakinah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1305.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gan Zhi Yuan (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1331.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my favourite Ah Beng. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1293.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suffian!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAULA BABE ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1297.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1296.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/meandpaula-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1312.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;2006 batch of seniors &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;My Juniors&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1284.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1299.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1306.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1328.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1314.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1322.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaron. Hunk of the Band. I still think he's &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Hunkalicious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1327.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sec 1 junior! haha already hunk of the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;French Horn Section&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1291.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1295.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine darling. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1300.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fantastic 4our&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/us-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie all the seniors are standing. who's the hottest? (ehem!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Combo Band &lt;3&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1321.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1311.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Mazri! my personal vocal couch. such a teddy bear (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1304.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mathi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1303.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1302.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel. Swiss's very own Michael Buble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1307.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Vocalists aka Sexay Ladies ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1323.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YOU GUYS (:&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/6406403-2796979011148813954?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/2796979011148813954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/2796979011148813954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#2796979011148813954' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-7240783496332834631</id><published>2007-01-29T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T20:42:31.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1051.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/picssss093.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/RIMG0455.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/12354.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY ISMAIL!!!&lt;br /&gt;though i havent got you a present&lt;br /&gt;ive dedicated an entire post just for you&lt;br /&gt;(waaaaaaaaah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. I know you wanna go to poly &lt;br /&gt;so wanna wish you good luck with your results&lt;br /&gt;hope you get the course you want! (:&lt;br /&gt;stay colourful, optimistic, funky, high&lt;br /&gt;and not to mention your cheekiness&lt;br /&gt;though it does get on my nerves&lt;br /&gt;and got you into trouble at times&lt;br /&gt;its what makes you, you&lt;br /&gt;haha so stay healthy and may we always be in touch&lt;br /&gt;(: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1258-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-7240783496332834631?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/7240783496332834631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/7240783496332834631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#7240783496332834631' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-1503923715757931991</id><published>2007-01-27T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T22:01:24.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay!&lt;br /&gt;i have the pics!!!!&lt;br /&gt;wooopie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. so that day after eating with the class&lt;br /&gt;i rushed off home to shower and change&lt;br /&gt;we decided to celebrate my birthday at Causeway Point&lt;br /&gt;cause me and Khairin were like already dead beat after cross country&lt;br /&gt;so then i met up with Ezah at the front of Burger King&lt;br /&gt;she told me the other 2 were already waiting for me at Swensens&lt;br /&gt;i was like, really? why never tell me? something fishy... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so met with Naz and Khairin at swensen&lt;br /&gt;Naz look so refreshing in green. no black. yay!&lt;br /&gt;so we ordered our main dishes&lt;br /&gt;me and naz ordered chicken cutlet&lt;br /&gt;while khairin and ezah had fish &amp; chips&lt;br /&gt;was already darn full&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the guys presented me with my prezzies&lt;br /&gt;i was practically jumping up and down&lt;br /&gt;because i saw a &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HUGE&lt;/span&gt; teddy bear!&lt;br /&gt;haha AND! &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hady Mirza and Taufik Batisah&lt;/span&gt;'s CD&lt;br /&gt;with posters! bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1337.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then felt a bit 'cam-whore-y' so took a pic with khairin darl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1338.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then ezah and naz felt jealous&lt;br /&gt;cause they too wanted to take a pic with moi&lt;br /&gt;nyehehee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1339.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so while i was finishing my meal&lt;br /&gt;all the sudden 3 of the crew members &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;crept&lt;/span&gt; behind me&lt;br /&gt;i turned and got such a shock that i dropped my fork. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1340.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sweeet! hahah the guys got me an ice-cream cake&lt;br /&gt;i never had one before! and its cookies &amp; cream&lt;br /&gt;aaaah the gazillion amounts of calories entering me&lt;br /&gt;but i didnt care. haha cause it was pure heaven. mmmmm mmmmm! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1341.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so thanked the guys again&lt;br /&gt;and asked one of the crew to take a pic of all of us&lt;br /&gt;happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1342.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just when i thought i was all over&lt;br /&gt;we were given complimentary ice-cream. weeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1343.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after everything [we ate a LOT]&lt;br /&gt;we headed towards the arcade on the top floor&lt;br /&gt;its been a while since ive been there&lt;br /&gt;mostly i just play the hoops and air hockey&lt;br /&gt;but that day&lt;br /&gt;me naz and ezah had a try on the cars and guns&lt;br /&gt;damn shiok. haha&lt;br /&gt;turns out im quite a racer. hurhur&lt;br /&gt;and we played Jurassic Park till we finished the entire mission&lt;br /&gt;the darn dinos come out of nowhere&lt;br /&gt;and the 3 of us kept screaming&lt;br /&gt;eh actually just me lah. haha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then played basketball with them&lt;br /&gt;naz damn pro. she actually achieved 65. 65?? bloody heck. &lt;br /&gt;the highest i got was 49. -.-&lt;br /&gt;oh other than the time i got 81. but that was a technical fault. (:&lt;br /&gt;then played air hockey. i won!! muahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;oh and then me and ezah tried the drum machine&lt;br /&gt;i wondered why the thing damn easy&lt;br /&gt;then khairin saw they printed there 'for small kids'&lt;br /&gt;like what the fish. waste money. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1351.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1354.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1366.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1363.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1362.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna see a &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SPASTIC&lt;/span&gt; picture of me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1355.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAH! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my friends. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-1503923715757931991?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/1503923715757931991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/1503923715757931991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#1503923715757931991' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-1777285241636155171</id><published>2007-01-26T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T18:59:13.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/meandsakinah.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SAKINAH! &lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im 17!!&lt;br /&gt;im seventeen! &lt;br /&gt;I AM SEVENTEEN!&lt;br /&gt;so cool lah. haha&lt;br /&gt;this is why i love my friends so damn much&lt;br /&gt;only they know how to make me smile&lt;br /&gt;not forgeting my wonderful family&lt;br /&gt;haha though my lil sis did forget. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pictures are with nazurah&lt;br /&gt;so i'll update about my outing with the turtles when i have it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Innova had cross country on my birthday&lt;br /&gt;early in the morning met with khairin&lt;br /&gt;then bumped into Gerald&lt;br /&gt;so we headed towards Bishan; our meeting point&lt;br /&gt;finally reached there&lt;br /&gt;and we saw Charles, Jo and Glenn&lt;br /&gt;and they shouted happy birthday right there&lt;br /&gt;made me jumped. haha feels good laughing in the morning (:&lt;br /&gt;Charles and Glenn got me a box of chocolates&lt;br /&gt;so sweet right??? haha&lt;br /&gt;thank you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then we reached McRitchie&lt;br /&gt;can you believe it, i actually finished the route under 25 mins&lt;br /&gt;think 23 mins to be exact&lt;br /&gt;hahaa felt very good&lt;br /&gt;after which 0741C; my class&lt;br /&gt;we headed to Adams Rd to eat&lt;br /&gt;i was ordering my yong tau fu&lt;br /&gt;feeling very awkward cause i just spilled my cup of ice at the stall&lt;br /&gt;then all the sudden&lt;br /&gt;my friends started singing me a birthday song&lt;br /&gt;right there at the stall while i was ordering&lt;br /&gt;everyone stared and i was blushing soooo bad&lt;br /&gt;hahha&lt;br /&gt;it was so sweet of them&lt;br /&gt;Melissa and Daphne bought me a small cake&lt;br /&gt;with 'magic' candles&lt;br /&gt;they reignite themselves after i blow them out&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Anjelina gave me a neckalce&lt;br /&gt;they're so so so sweet to me!!&lt;br /&gt;thank you so much you guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Gerald, Charles, Kendrick, Tian Qi, Halimah, Fairuz, Rusydia, Nadia, Marissa, Melissa, Daphne, Noraidah, Anjelina, Glenn and Wee Sin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you guys rock my darning socks!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-1777285241636155171?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/1777285241636155171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/1777285241636155171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#1777285241636155171' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-2085119788242420760</id><published>2007-01-23T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T05:56:37.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Jesse McCartney - Just So You Know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shouldn't love you but i want to&lt;br /&gt;i just cant turn away&lt;br /&gt;i shouldn't see you but i cant move&lt;br /&gt;i cant look away&lt;br /&gt;and i dont know&lt;br /&gt;how to be fine when im not&lt;br /&gt;cause i dont know &lt;br /&gt;how to make a feeling stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just so you know&lt;br /&gt;this feeling's taken control of me&lt;br /&gt;and i cant help it&lt;br /&gt;i wont sit around i cant let him win now&lt;br /&gt;thought you should know&lt;br /&gt;ive tried my best to let go of you&lt;br /&gt;but i dont want to&lt;br /&gt;i just gotta say it all before i go&lt;br /&gt;just so you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its getting hard to be around you&lt;br /&gt;there's so much i cant say&lt;br /&gt;do you want me to have the feelings&lt;br /&gt;and look the other way&lt;br /&gt;and i dont know &lt;br /&gt;how to be fine when im not &lt;br /&gt;cause i dont know &lt;br /&gt;how to make a feeling stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just so you know&lt;br /&gt;this feeling's taken control of me&lt;br /&gt;and i cant help it&lt;br /&gt;i wont sit around i cant let him win now&lt;br /&gt;thought you should know&lt;br /&gt;ive tried my best to let go of you&lt;br /&gt;but i dont want to&lt;br /&gt;just gotta say it all before i go&lt;br /&gt;just so you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this emptiness is killing me&lt;br /&gt;and im wondering why i waited so long&lt;br /&gt;looking back i realised&lt;br /&gt;it was always there just never spoken&lt;br /&gt;im waiting here&lt;br /&gt;been waiting here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just so you know&lt;br /&gt;this feeling's taken control of me&lt;br /&gt;and i cant help it&lt;br /&gt;i wont sit around i cant let him win now&lt;br /&gt;thought you should know&lt;br /&gt;ive tried my best to let go of you&lt;br /&gt;but i dont want to&lt;br /&gt;just gotta say it all before i go&lt;br /&gt;just so you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i have a crush on......................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JESSE MCCARTNEY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never liked him before&lt;br /&gt;just thought he was a clone of Aaron Carter&lt;br /&gt;but i like him now!! hahah&lt;br /&gt;he's gone a bit chubbier which is GREAT!!&lt;br /&gt;he looks soooo hot. yes! HOT. haha&lt;br /&gt;go youtube and see this video people! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-2085119788242420760?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/2085119788242420760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/2085119788242420760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#2085119788242420760' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-3645862812057907389</id><published>2007-01-22T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T19:49:03.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HEY HEY HEY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my god. almost a month of not having internet&lt;br /&gt;yet again my total dependance on technology is revealed&lt;br /&gt;i wanna update about EVERYTHING&lt;br /&gt;but i think my head will burst cause of all the excitement&lt;br /&gt;in short. JC is amazing&lt;br /&gt;the atmosphere, the people, the campus&lt;br /&gt;everything was new&lt;br /&gt;nobody had expectations of me&lt;br /&gt;i could be anyone i wanted to be&lt;br /&gt;didnt have to be 'the band geek'&lt;br /&gt;or 'the singer' or 'the failure in maths'&lt;br /&gt;everyone started from scratch and that was exactly what i wanted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be able to start anew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orientation was so much fun&lt;br /&gt;the best part i have to say is the dance&lt;br /&gt;we didnt get to dance during grad night&lt;br /&gt;and Innova had the Jam &amp; Hop till like 10 at night&lt;br /&gt;i boogied all night long&lt;br /&gt;ahha&lt;br /&gt;it was such an amzing experience&lt;br /&gt;because never in my life have i done anything like that&lt;br /&gt;im not clubber [duh]&lt;br /&gt;but it was so much fun to the point of being addictive&lt;br /&gt;which is why i signed up for Danceworks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY!!! heh. group name will be Carte Blanche&lt;br /&gt;its gonna be in march&lt;br /&gt;at Taka. &lt;br /&gt;i expect it'll be an open stage area&lt;br /&gt;coolness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also joined iBCS&lt;br /&gt;am gonna be a deejay. [Carrie wannabe]&lt;br /&gt;can have my own morning show&lt;br /&gt;how awesome is that?&lt;br /&gt;only thing is i dont think many ppl will listen&lt;br /&gt;cause everyone brings their own MP3s&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;but! ppl in TAF can hear us&lt;br /&gt;at least that's what Khairin said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lectures are okie. tutorials are manageable&lt;br /&gt;the only subject i totally hate right now is Economics&lt;br /&gt;stupid bloody shit subject&lt;br /&gt;what the f shit.&lt;br /&gt;stupid subject. *sigh* up till today &lt;br /&gt;i cannot grasp the concept of opportunity cost&lt;br /&gt;i understand that its 'the next best alternative'&lt;br /&gt;but bloody shit you can ans it in so many ways!&lt;br /&gt;monetary, time, quality.. &lt;br /&gt;like what bloody shit is that?&lt;br /&gt;you'll be writing a thesis lah!&lt;br /&gt;i do love Eng Lit. and Geog. &lt;br /&gt;damn best. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;the teachers are so bloody funny&lt;br /&gt;and so fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PE is... hah.&lt;br /&gt;run 8 rounds around the track. *pants*&lt;br /&gt;and this pe guy who thinks he's good-looking;&lt;br /&gt;wearing tight tight shirts. aiyoh.&lt;br /&gt;please lah.. we have the hockey boys for that&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my turtle like shit =(&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go out with them....&lt;br /&gt;but we're going out on wednesday&lt;br /&gt;hoooorraaaaaaaayyyyyyyyyyy!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;can vent all my 'misses' out on them&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that day finally fulfilled my promise to xavier&lt;br /&gt;treated him to lunch&lt;br /&gt;crazy toot. thought we decided on Long John.&lt;br /&gt;at last i treated him to Swensens. -.-&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;but it was fun&lt;br /&gt;i missed hanging out with him&lt;br /&gt;and Shawn was there too&lt;br /&gt;6B gathering!!! [only 3 ppl. rubbish]&lt;br /&gt;hahaha but it was still fun. ((:&lt;br /&gt;wanna do it again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;piccies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/200.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/200120071543.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/200120071546.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/200120071548.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/z27684363.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;//wondering how you are&lt;br /&gt;afraid to face you on the day//&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-3645862812057907389?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/3645862812057907389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/3645862812057907389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#3645862812057907389' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-2789325457246983830</id><published>2007-01-02T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T12:33:05.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love this song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways&lt;br /&gt;sentosa was fun&lt;br /&gt;really!&lt;br /&gt;got my mind off things&lt;br /&gt;for a while&lt;br /&gt;but seeing faezah and khairil together&lt;br /&gt;was a bit difficult for me&lt;br /&gt;[sorry dear ezah.]&lt;br /&gt;but ah well&lt;br /&gt;with ismail taufik nazurah afiq fairuz and ahmad&lt;br /&gt;it was really a day i got my mind off my depression&lt;br /&gt;and for the first time in a long time&lt;br /&gt;i laughed my head off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sentosa wasn't as crowded as i thought it would be&lt;br /&gt;probably because we went to pahlawan beach&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to go siloso!&lt;br /&gt;cause its bigger&lt;br /&gt;but the boys didnt wanna go&lt;br /&gt;so i had to content myself with it&lt;br /&gt;played in the water for a bit&lt;br /&gt;then me and naz kept playing with the sand&lt;br /&gt;then we played touch rugby&lt;br /&gt;which afiq heard as 'tashrashbish'&lt;br /&gt;and faezah thought he was talking about an Arab game&lt;br /&gt;[see why i kept laughing me head off?]&lt;br /&gt;then a few nice malay ladies nearby&lt;br /&gt;gave us some food cause they had to go home&lt;br /&gt;and didnt wanna throw away the food&lt;br /&gt;so we had a plate of fried chicken, sandwiches, fishballs and a bottle of iced lemon tea&lt;br /&gt;then ismail wanted to be burried in sand&lt;br /&gt;then me and naz started digging a hole in the sand&lt;br /&gt;it went really deep. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways here are some pics&lt;br /&gt;and also pics from the class chalet&lt;br /&gt;i just realised i havent posted them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/RIMG2841.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/RIMG2845.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/RIMG2847.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/RIMG2844.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/RIMG2846.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/Image000-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i wanna say sorry to Sarah and Xavier.&lt;br /&gt;im such an idiot i know.&lt;br /&gt;im so sorry i forgot our plans. forgive me!!!!! =X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-2789325457246983830?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/2789325457246983830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/2789325457246983830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#2789325457246983830' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-6493332958942330931</id><published>2007-01-01T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T00:27:16.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what do you do &lt;br /&gt;when every morning&lt;br /&gt;the moment you open your eyes&lt;br /&gt;you suddenly have this sudden rush&lt;br /&gt;and a sinking feeling starts&lt;br /&gt;and it goes on the entire day&lt;br /&gt;it only stops when you fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;what do you do&lt;br /&gt;when food no longer brings joy&lt;br /&gt;you turn away from chocolates, even&lt;br /&gt;what happens &lt;br /&gt;when all the things that used to make you happy&lt;br /&gt;no longer has its effect on you&lt;br /&gt;what happens &lt;br /&gt;when all you can think of&lt;br /&gt;may not exactly be him&lt;br /&gt;but of your heartache?&lt;br /&gt;the pain, the regret and the hurt&lt;br /&gt;of the fact that it really is over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the only reason i asked for it&lt;br /&gt;was because i thought that was what &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; wanted&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gg sentosa tmrw&lt;br /&gt;sch starts on wednesday&lt;br /&gt;good&lt;br /&gt;get my mind off things&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-6493332958942330931?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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go?&lt;br /&gt;but you didn't hear &lt;br /&gt;all my joy through my tears&lt;br /&gt;all my hopes through my fears&lt;br /&gt;did you know?&lt;br /&gt;still i miss you somehow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the bottom of my broken heart&lt;br /&gt;there's just a thing or two i'd like you to know&lt;br /&gt;you were my first love&lt;br /&gt;you were my true love&lt;br /&gt;from the first kisses&lt;br /&gt;to the very last rose&lt;br /&gt;from the bottom of my broken heart&lt;br /&gt;even though time may find me somebody new&lt;br /&gt;you were my real love&lt;br /&gt;i never knew love&lt;br /&gt;till there was you&lt;br /&gt;from the bottom of my broken heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby, i said, please stay&lt;br /&gt;give our love a chance for one more day&lt;br /&gt;we could have worked things out&lt;br /&gt;taking time is what love's all about&lt;br /&gt;but you put a dart&lt;br /&gt;through my dreams through my heart&lt;br /&gt;and im back where i started again&lt;br /&gt;never thought it would end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the bottom of my broken heart&lt;br /&gt;there's just a thing or two i'd like you to know&lt;br /&gt;you were my first love&lt;br /&gt;you were my true love&lt;br /&gt;from the first kisses&lt;br /&gt;to the very last rose&lt;br /&gt;from the bottom of my broken heart&lt;br /&gt;even though time may find me somebody new&lt;br /&gt;you were my real love &lt;br /&gt;i never knew love&lt;br /&gt;till there was you&lt;br /&gt;from the bottom of my broken heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you promised yourself&lt;br /&gt;but to somebody else&lt;br /&gt;and you made it so perfectly clear&lt;br /&gt;still i wish you were here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the bottom of my broken heart&lt;br /&gt;there's just a thing or two i'd like you to know&lt;br /&gt;you were my first love&lt;br /&gt;you were my true love&lt;br /&gt;from the first kisses &lt;br /&gt;to the very last rose&lt;br /&gt;from the bottom of my broken heart&lt;br /&gt;even though time may find me somebody new&lt;br /&gt;you were my real love &lt;br /&gt;i never knew love&lt;br /&gt;till there was you&lt;br /&gt;from the bottom of my broken heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never look back, we said&lt;br /&gt;how was i to know&lt;br /&gt;i'd miss you so&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-1595339731413961276?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/1595339731413961276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/1595339731413961276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#1595339731413961276' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-3884879309970285613</id><published>2006-12-13T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T15:57:29.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the company is moving office&lt;br /&gt;so i got the rest of the week off [i think]&lt;br /&gt;till they call me back&lt;br /&gt;i hope its not on friday&lt;br /&gt;cause i have plans. nyehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anypoos&lt;br /&gt;believe it or not&lt;br /&gt;i just returned from shopping, &lt;strong&gt;alone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know what you must be thinking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;retarded right.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's what i thought too&lt;br /&gt;haha but it was okie lah&lt;br /&gt;went JP. since my mp3 has been trashed&lt;br /&gt;dont know by who&lt;br /&gt;though the last person who used it was my sister [hais]&lt;br /&gt;i had a book to keep me company&lt;br /&gt;titled &lt;em&gt;'This Side of Married'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another version of Jane Austin's &lt;em&gt;Pride and Prejudiced&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only that its set in the modern time of today&lt;br /&gt;kinda interesting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn i should have visited the library&lt;br /&gt;have decided to keep my mind working&lt;br /&gt;since my job does not allow me such privilege.&lt;br /&gt;i could literally feel my brain working slower&lt;br /&gt;like what the fish?&lt;br /&gt;and its not really my fault&lt;br /&gt;imagine having to work from 10 - 6&lt;br /&gt;and all you ever do is dial numbers&lt;br /&gt;ask the same questions and get mostly the same answers&lt;br /&gt;its mind numbing&lt;br /&gt;i got so fed up that on monday &lt;br /&gt;i visited the library straight after work&lt;br /&gt;had to pay my fines.&lt;br /&gt;wait. they weren't mine&lt;br /&gt;they were my brother's&lt;br /&gt;but its okie. i just had to borrow books&lt;br /&gt;i need something to stimulate me mentally&lt;br /&gt;so yeah i borrowed 8 books&lt;br /&gt;and was done with the first one&lt;br /&gt;titled '48 Shades of Brown'&lt;br /&gt;which was okie&lt;br /&gt;so Nazurah borrowed it to have a read&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so since i was at JP&lt;br /&gt;i went to some stored to look for clothes&lt;br /&gt;Christmas time is coming&lt;br /&gt;i dont know about you&lt;br /&gt;but i kind of like when Christmas time is coming&lt;br /&gt;and its not because i believe in the religious part behind the festivities&lt;br /&gt;but somehow it seems to me&lt;br /&gt;that when its Christmas time&lt;br /&gt;everyone seems to be nicer somehow&lt;br /&gt;more polite, more generous&lt;br /&gt;i saw streams of parents coming out of Toys R Us&lt;br /&gt;i just had to go in and have a look&lt;br /&gt;and the first thing i saw was my favourite toy of all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TEDDY BEARS!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they're so adorable!!!&lt;br /&gt;wished i was 5 years old again&lt;br /&gt;because when you're 5&lt;br /&gt;you're still young enough to beg your parents for presents&lt;br /&gt;or at least that's what happens in my household&lt;br /&gt;and i saw Winnie! so cute!!&lt;br /&gt;but i had to control myself and not buy anything though&lt;br /&gt;but it was nice to see the kids running around&lt;br /&gt;screaming for joy&lt;br /&gt;and parents happily trailing behind&lt;br /&gt;hoping against hope that their kids wont be asking for anything above their budget&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to visit my sister yesterday after work&lt;br /&gt;ever since i started working&lt;br /&gt;i havent been to her house&lt;br /&gt;and neither have they come here&lt;br /&gt;Nawwarah has been sleeping over since erm the start of hols&lt;br /&gt;and though i hate to admit it&lt;br /&gt;i do miss her a little&lt;br /&gt;even though my room has been spotless ever since her disappearance&lt;br /&gt;so after work went to sembawang&lt;br /&gt;felt like buying my nephews something to eat&lt;br /&gt;they love those Pocky sticks&lt;br /&gt;so i went to 7-11 to get them&lt;br /&gt;bought 2 chocolate and 2 strawberries&lt;br /&gt;the woman at the counter looked at me awkwardly &lt;br /&gt;after she scanned she told me 'ah this one no offer ah'&lt;br /&gt;and i said 'yeah i know'&lt;br /&gt;then i found out that the total was $6.60&lt;br /&gt;i was like. hmmm.. okie. &lt;br /&gt;didnt think much of it at first&lt;br /&gt;cause i was kinda excited to see the boys&lt;br /&gt;but after i told my sister how much it cost me &lt;br /&gt;she laughed her butt off at my stupidity&lt;br /&gt;'7-11 very expensive tau naseha. why never go NTUC?'&lt;br /&gt;'ya eh. why i never go? hais. nvm. its not everyday i get to buy them stuff' &lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;so then i had dinner there&lt;br /&gt;and i talked to my sis&lt;br /&gt;told her about her long ago promise to buy me jeans&lt;br /&gt;and she said she'll get them&lt;br /&gt;at FOX&lt;br /&gt;yeah man! hahaha &lt;br /&gt;she told me to consider them my birthday present for this year and next&lt;br /&gt;[which happens to be a month away people!!! &lt;strong&gt;EHEM&lt;/strong&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;oh and there's also a catch lah&lt;br /&gt;i have to chip in about $10 to $15 into it&lt;br /&gt;ah well.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aite. i wanna go back to reading my book&lt;br /&gt;till my next pay check! hahah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-3884879309970285613?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/3884879309970285613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/3884879309970285613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#3884879309970285613' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-7615166628906035238</id><published>2006-12-09T10:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T10:46:20.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>meet my best friend since primary 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hafizah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/hearts.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the most honest person i ever knew&lt;br /&gt;dependable&lt;br /&gt;smart, &lt;strong&gt;very&lt;/strong&gt; smart&lt;br /&gt;witty&lt;br /&gt;funny&lt;br /&gt;adorable&lt;br /&gt;trustworthy&lt;br /&gt;and yes. my best friend&lt;br /&gt;bumped into her on my way home from work&lt;br /&gt;soo much to say.&lt;br /&gt;sooo little time&lt;br /&gt;but i promise fizah!&lt;br /&gt;we're gonna catch up. *muah muah*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-7615166628906035238?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/7615166628906035238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/7615166628906035238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#7615166628906035238' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-6561353591889578611</id><published>2006-12-09T09:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T10:10:39.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okie first things first&lt;br /&gt;gonna reply your tags. heheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;taufik:&lt;/strong&gt;dont angry lah dude. haha i tag you already. smile! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ezah:&lt;/strong&gt;danity kane? sedap tak? i have to see if the web have anot lei. haha kk will do it. oh and darling. yes that last part was meant for you. so dont feel paisey. *hugs* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kak mira:&lt;/strong&gt;haha i know you are. hehe thanks kak mira! come online lei! i wanna talk to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;laveen:&lt;/strong&gt;aaah sucks i tell you. but its fine. at least i get money. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie back to my entry.&lt;br /&gt;my mom woke me up this morning at 7&lt;br /&gt;apparently she just wanted to chat&lt;br /&gt;ask me about my work and yeah.. &lt;em&gt;all that jazz&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i was half asleep&lt;br /&gt;in half an hour&lt;br /&gt;i was fully awake already talking to her&lt;br /&gt;i had to pay her back 20 bucks&lt;br /&gt;cause she helped me with the transport fees for the first week&lt;br /&gt;since i have my pay now. gotta give her some. haha&lt;br /&gt;dont mind. its not everyday i get to give my mom money. haha&lt;br /&gt;so my mom talked about my work. then about my sister's work. &lt;br /&gt;then she told me about her plans to open up a business online&lt;br /&gt;she has great ideas&lt;br /&gt;its true. she's the creative one&lt;br /&gt;which might explain where my sister got her creative flare from&lt;br /&gt;but we just dont have the means to do it. ah well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after that i went to shower&lt;br /&gt;and headed off to the bank&lt;br /&gt;cause i wanted to cash in my pay and also apply for atm card.&lt;br /&gt;its been, i think, almost 4 years since i last step into the bank&lt;br /&gt;they renovated it already&lt;br /&gt;the place looks so pretty! hahah&lt;br /&gt;and thank god i came early, thanks to mom&lt;br /&gt;the line wasnt that long&lt;br /&gt;so i applied for the card and got it&lt;br /&gt;and all the sudden i felt 5 years older&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so went back home&lt;br /&gt;and my uncle came&lt;br /&gt;he bought breakfast&lt;br /&gt;roti prata&lt;br /&gt;listened to him talking to my mom about work&lt;br /&gt;i forgot which industry is he in&lt;br /&gt;but i think it has something to do with ships&lt;br /&gt;so anyways&lt;br /&gt;he told my mom about a very difficult and bloody rude customer of his&lt;br /&gt;i listened and recalled about &lt;em&gt;mrstay&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh. i really wonder how people can be so rude&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;is it that hard to talk nicely to someone? &lt;br /&gt;like what is your problem dude?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess the world aint perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today gonna go out with darling&lt;br /&gt;aaah after a whole week of not being able to&lt;br /&gt;im so excited&lt;br /&gt;gonna watch a movie&lt;br /&gt;then i wanna go to the Lime Sonic Bang flea market&lt;br /&gt;never been to a flea market before&lt;br /&gt;its always my sister going&lt;br /&gt;so it'll be my first time&lt;br /&gt;hope i'll get to see some nice stuff and it isnt too ex&lt;br /&gt;oh and yeah&lt;br /&gt;hope the Idols will be there&lt;br /&gt;by which i mean HADY. (:&lt;br /&gt;and maybe electrico&lt;br /&gt;i love their songs. heh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-6561353591889578611?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/6561353591889578611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/6561353591889578611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#6561353591889578611' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-1268099197360767306</id><published>2006-12-07T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T21:34:57.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alright.&lt;br /&gt;if anyone has any suggestion of a song&lt;br /&gt;please tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its thursday&lt;br /&gt;have you any idea how disconnected i feel from the world?&lt;br /&gt;and to think adults do this FULL TIME&lt;br /&gt;its amazing&lt;br /&gt;i have a renewed sense of respect for my daddy now.&lt;br /&gt;its seriously tiring&lt;br /&gt;now i know why adults wish they were in school&lt;br /&gt;but hey. good news.&lt;br /&gt;im getting my pay tmrw&lt;br /&gt;muahahahahhaha!&lt;br /&gt;im gonna enjoy myself in the weekends&lt;br /&gt;dont care already. i need to feel like a teenager again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still.&lt;br /&gt;just because i work doesnt mean ive no idea what's been happening around me the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;ive always been a strong believer in the phrase 'things happen for a reason'&lt;br /&gt;oh also 'people change' and yes the old mundane one 'do onto others what you want them to do onto you'&lt;br /&gt;that particular phrase right.&lt;br /&gt;its quite debatable&lt;br /&gt;sure. you can be nice to someone.&lt;br /&gt;but it doesnt necessarily guarantee the other person being nice to you&lt;br /&gt;my colleague told me as that as a telemarketer&lt;br /&gt;you need to be polite and talk nicely to the person on the line&lt;br /&gt;its part of the job&lt;br /&gt;if they are rude to you&lt;br /&gt;just speak nicely and just hang up the phone&lt;br /&gt;but dont be nasty to them. if you do. it means they win.&lt;br /&gt;i just listened and nodded my head&lt;br /&gt;thinking 'yeah okie then'&lt;br /&gt;not more than 5 mins later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i will always remember this name&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had to call a MrsTay.&lt;br /&gt;owns a property at The Plaza.&lt;br /&gt;i dont even know where that is&lt;br /&gt;and actually. i dont care&lt;br /&gt;so i asked the same thing i ask everyone else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Good afternoon MryTay. Im Naseha. Im calling regarding your property at the Plaza. May I know is it still available?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"who are you ah?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"oh im Naseha. Calling from Bernard Valuers &amp; Real Estate Consultants"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"where you get my number ah?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"oh well im doing a listing you see for my manager."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"so you got my number from your management is it?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"yes MrsTay [getting annoyed]"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"eh im going to complain to the management already ah. why they give you my number? they should not disclose numbers to PEOPLE LIKE YOU!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was it&lt;br /&gt;after 3 1/2 days of working&lt;br /&gt;i finally got insulted.&lt;br /&gt;i just hung up the phone. and looked down&lt;br /&gt;couldnt think. was sooo scared&lt;br /&gt;i didnt dare call anyone else who owned properties at The Plaza&lt;br /&gt;kept thinking they might all be related to that horid woman&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to talk to someone&lt;br /&gt;but the only person i felt comfortable talking to was Robin&lt;br /&gt;but he was out for a viewing&lt;br /&gt;so i called dear&lt;br /&gt;felt like crying when he picked up. &lt;br /&gt;finally did when i told him what happened.&lt;br /&gt;he couldnt do anything much&lt;br /&gt;cause he wasnt there with me&lt;br /&gt;so he just let me cry till i calmed down&lt;br /&gt;think the bangglas who saw me thought i must be crazy&lt;br /&gt;but thankfully i did&lt;br /&gt;and i went back into the office&lt;br /&gt;for a while i just stared at the phone&lt;br /&gt;my confidence evaporated completely because of that woman&lt;br /&gt;took me a while to get back on track&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are some good people&lt;br /&gt;i remembered one caller today&lt;br /&gt;Micheal&lt;br /&gt;called him and he sounded alright&lt;br /&gt;found out that he was a small developer&lt;br /&gt;has LOADS of properties&lt;br /&gt;but then all the sudden he told me&lt;br /&gt;he just got back from US&lt;br /&gt;he spent more than 20K on his wife, children and relarives&lt;br /&gt;then before i could get a relevant ans out of him&lt;br /&gt;he went on asking ME questions&lt;br /&gt;asked me how old i was&lt;br /&gt;told him i was 16. waiting for my Os results&lt;br /&gt;working part time&lt;br /&gt;then he said &lt;em&gt;oh really?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;like that you work for me lah.&lt;br /&gt;im a retiree you know&lt;br /&gt;but i still have people working under me&lt;br /&gt;as part time. they earn a lot. 4 figure&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im like. WHAT? you're kidding.&lt;br /&gt;haha he made me laugh. such a nice guy&lt;br /&gt;lifeted my mood a bit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my dearest turtle&lt;br /&gt;i really hope you're fine&lt;br /&gt;it hurts i know&lt;br /&gt;but you have to admit that some of it is true&lt;br /&gt;that's just it. words are strong weapons&lt;br /&gt;i forgot how mr abdulla described it&lt;br /&gt;but anyway&lt;br /&gt;never underestimate the power of words&lt;br /&gt;im too tired to type anymore&lt;br /&gt;but trust me my darling&lt;br /&gt;the 4 of us are gonna go out&lt;br /&gt;then i can cheer you up properly.&lt;br /&gt;love ya!!&lt;br /&gt;eh. all the sudden i miss khairin ah. hahah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-1268099197360767306?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/1268099197360767306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/1268099197360767306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#1268099197360767306' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-4440773288467626419</id><published>2006-12-04T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T21:59:11.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WORK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know when i hear people complain about their work&lt;br /&gt;how they hate it and how they're unhappy where they are&lt;br /&gt;i used to think that they should just suck it up&lt;br /&gt;take responsibility and do their job.&lt;br /&gt;oh how WRONG i was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i HATE my job.&lt;br /&gt;hate it. hate it. hate it. &lt;em&gt;HATE IT!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its &lt;strong&gt;boring&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;tiring&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;mindless&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;unsatisfying&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;oh did i miss out the part where &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i HATE my job&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only comfort i have is that i get paid for doing this crap&lt;br /&gt;rich people are RUDE i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i feel like swearing at them&lt;br /&gt;like what the hell is your problem?&lt;br /&gt;im only asking if you're interested to rent out your place&lt;br /&gt;you earn money you know or not idiot??&lt;br /&gt;dont have to shout at me or hang up the phone.&lt;br /&gt;PFFFT.&lt;br /&gt;oh. and some who also cannot comprehend&lt;br /&gt;that I DONT SPEAK MANDARIN.&lt;br /&gt;tak paham eh? hello?? saya anak melayu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baaaaah&lt;br /&gt;i need a 2nd job&lt;br /&gt;i swear im gonna go crazy&lt;br /&gt;8 full hours of asking the same silly question&lt;br /&gt;looking at phone numbers. dialling them. waiting for them to answer. having to talk to them nicely. &lt;br /&gt;urgh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie so since it was my first day&lt;br /&gt;of course i wanted to take pictures. hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/04-12-06_0949.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie so here's the name of the office&lt;br /&gt;note. office. not company&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea why&lt;br /&gt;adults seem to like to complicate their life&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/04-12-06_1305.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that's the lounge area&lt;br /&gt;not as comfortable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/04-12-06_1301.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my desk.&lt;br /&gt;waaah.&lt;br /&gt;my work desk. *ehem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/04-12-06_1302.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my new fish friends&lt;br /&gt;i named it paul one hill,&lt;br /&gt;paul three hill, paul four hill,&lt;br /&gt;paul five hill, paul six hill&lt;br /&gt;and paul seven hill. muahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/04-12-06_1304.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friend Bug Eyes, the radio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made a lot of non-human friends&lt;br /&gt;cause i was the super youngest there&lt;br /&gt;everyone was more than twice my age&lt;br /&gt;but they're nice people&lt;br /&gt;damn funny. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the sudden, i cant stand the sight of a black telephone&lt;br /&gt;and all the sudden, warm milo is my best friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-4440773288467626419?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/4440773288467626419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/4440773288467626419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#4440773288467626419' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-7434248732392236333</id><published>2006-12-02T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T22:15:46.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so long since i last updated&lt;br /&gt;guess its cause i feel so disoriented&lt;br /&gt;being stuck at home sucks i tell you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i got the pics form khairin's cam&lt;br /&gt;hehehe and those from my own cam&lt;br /&gt;so gonna post them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways&lt;br /&gt;ive got a job lah&lt;br /&gt;can you believe it?&lt;br /&gt;neither can i&lt;br /&gt;my mom thinks its a scam&lt;br /&gt;oh im working as a telemarketer btw&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;but here's the thing&lt;br /&gt;i dont have to sell a thing&lt;br /&gt;cause im working for a real estate company&lt;br /&gt;so i cant sell a house over the phone can i?&lt;br /&gt;they just want me to get information&lt;br /&gt;from people who have private estates&lt;br /&gt;waah. gonna talk to rich people. *ehem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha okie so yeah&lt;br /&gt;piccies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;more friends!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/gmbarbaby061.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evooooo!! hahaha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/gmbarbaby050.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nicest guy i know; apart from darling of course&lt;br /&gt;haha i remember miss wong played "angel and mortal" game with us in sec 3&lt;br /&gt;he's my mortal lah!&lt;br /&gt;oops! secret's out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/gmbarbaby058.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jun Dat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/gmbarbaby005.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;combo band combo band combo band!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/gmbarbaby046.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Fairuz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/meandsuf.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suffian. he only looks taller cause i wasnt standing straight. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/gmbarbaby020.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Tay Lai Ling&lt;br /&gt;no comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/gmbarbaby045.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Lim!! hehee&lt;br /&gt;my most favourite science teacher&lt;br /&gt;actually. he's my ONLY science teacher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/gmbarbaby038.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/gmbarbaby017.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/gmbarbaby004.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/RIMG2825.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/RIMG2830.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/RIMG2835.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/RIMG2832.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/RIMG2827.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my favourite. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry its blur&lt;br /&gt;it was almost 12 when we took them&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-7434248732392236333?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/7434248732392236333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/7434248732392236333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#7434248732392236333' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-5916546142379444480</id><published>2006-11-27T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T21:02:02.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nobody cried on Graduation&lt;br /&gt;everyone was all smiles and hugs and kisses&lt;br /&gt;okie maybe not kisses&lt;br /&gt;anyways&lt;br /&gt;i was pumped on the morning of grad&lt;br /&gt;was soo bloody excited haha&lt;br /&gt;made my way to naz's house&lt;br /&gt;i was the first one [as usual, heh]&lt;br /&gt;waited for the others to come&lt;br /&gt;then khairin came and i quickly sewed her button&lt;br /&gt;finally ezah came and i quicly sewed her dress&lt;br /&gt;all this was done while nazurah was curling my hair&lt;br /&gt;woah. busy bees&lt;br /&gt;so of course we were late&lt;br /&gt;so decided to take a taxi&lt;br /&gt;which khairin's bf kindly offered to pay for us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally reached there and quickly looked for a toilet&lt;br /&gt;met chin yun, michelle and xs&lt;br /&gt;all looking pretty of course&lt;br /&gt;so finally the class came&lt;br /&gt;and we went up together&lt;br /&gt;saw our collage being displayed&lt;br /&gt;got some of our pics! hehehe&lt;br /&gt;gosh i miss the classroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;graduation was okie i guess&lt;br /&gt;Blue Shades performed! hehehe&lt;br /&gt;took some pics with them&lt;br /&gt;wonder where they are. hmmm&lt;br /&gt;the food is incredible lah kay&lt;br /&gt;i ADORED the black forest cake&lt;br /&gt;oh my god. its sooooo yummy&lt;br /&gt;i swear its the best chocolate cake i've ever eaten&lt;br /&gt;didnt really feel hungry just yet&lt;br /&gt;so i just took some cake&lt;br /&gt;and loads of fresh fruits. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the whole thing&lt;br /&gt;took more and more pictures&lt;br /&gt;ahhh im gonna miss the people&lt;br /&gt;and the teachers of course hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the tea me and dear went off&lt;br /&gt;watched Flushed Away together&lt;br /&gt;quite nice&lt;br /&gt;then we wandered off and dear got hungry&lt;br /&gt;so watched him eat [still wasnt hungry]&lt;br /&gt;then we made our way to VivoCity&lt;br /&gt;just stood at the railing and watched the view&lt;br /&gt;so pretty!&lt;br /&gt;took some pics with dear&lt;br /&gt;time simply FLIES when you're having fun&lt;br /&gt;sheesh&lt;br /&gt;came home at 12.15&lt;br /&gt;amazing right??&lt;br /&gt;hehehhee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/ebefc9f6.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/ebefc7ac.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my favourite group picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1235.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1238.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Studs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classmates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/ebefcc62.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiao Shi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/ebefcc80.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chin Yun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/meandben.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benjamin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1258.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ismail [he strongly reminded me of Taufik Batisah that night]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/us.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mdm Zainab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/meandfairuz.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fairuz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/meandpaula.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paula Yip! *muack muack*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/meandtaufik.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taufik [i love the angle at which the pic was taken. nice!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/ecandtaufik.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awww. cute right? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/DSC00336.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hariz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turtles!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/grad1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/us3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/us2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1239.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1280.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/ebefca59.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1254.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/meandnaz.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/meandnaz2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1276.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;My Hunk &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/love2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1277.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-5916546142379444480?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/5916546142379444480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/5916546142379444480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#5916546142379444480' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-326239119387646697</id><published>2006-11-25T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T12:34:10.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this post won't be about graduation tea&lt;br /&gt;due to the fact that i don't have all the pictures yet&lt;br /&gt;most probably will get them by tmrw. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well anyways, my phone is filled with pictures&lt;br /&gt;of my darling nephews of course&lt;br /&gt;went over to my sister's house on thursday&lt;br /&gt;cause my nephews were missing my little sister&lt;br /&gt;so i accompanied Nawwarah to Sembawang&lt;br /&gt;planned to stay there for a few hours&lt;br /&gt;i ended up going home at 10&lt;br /&gt;thank goodness i was in time to watch darling Wentworth&lt;br /&gt;[lead actor in Prison Break in case you people don't notice]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm in dire need for a job&lt;br /&gt;i've been stuck at home for the past 3 days&lt;br /&gt;and im getting sick of it i tell you&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to rot here&lt;br /&gt;i wanna &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;work!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please let me have a decent job&lt;br /&gt;by which i mean no foodcourts, fast food restaurants etc.&lt;br /&gt;no offence to anyone working there&lt;br /&gt;but i'd rather work at a place like Starbucks or Coffeebean&lt;br /&gt;surrounded by the aroma of rich coffee beans&lt;br /&gt;as compared to greasy oil and soggy fries?&lt;br /&gt;right. no brainer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie piccies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/DSC00123.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/DSC00125.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap. i see the relation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/DSC00134.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/DSC00128.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/23-11-06_2111.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you tell that this was taken from my phone? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/DSC00140.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/DSC00126.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie i wanna post one pic from Grad. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmrw's my monthsery!! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-326239119387646697?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/326239119387646697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/326239119387646697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#326239119387646697' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-116398672838108013</id><published>2006-11-20T08:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T09:48:20.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;O Levels Examination&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our 'big hurdle' is finally over&lt;br /&gt;the big exam&lt;br /&gt;the one exam that seconday school students toil for 4 years&lt;br /&gt;the exam that i once believed, was so important&lt;br /&gt;so very important to realising now&lt;br /&gt;that there is so much more to life than studies,&lt;br /&gt;its finally &lt;em&gt;over&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel a sense of freedom&lt;br /&gt;feel lighter somehow (did i lose weight? oh please say yes!)&lt;br /&gt;but then it dawn to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;what now?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work i guess&lt;br /&gt;but im so afraid to go for interviews&lt;br /&gt;i find it highly embarresing&lt;br /&gt;overall&lt;br /&gt;the only subjects that im really not confident in&lt;br /&gt;are a maths and physics&lt;br /&gt;i just dont want to see an F on my cert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VivoCity&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to vivocity the last two days&lt;br /&gt;first was with my girlfriends&lt;br /&gt;and on sunday with my lovely guy&lt;br /&gt;i dont know about the others&lt;br /&gt;but i am superbly excited over graduation&lt;br /&gt;its gonna be so much fun&lt;br /&gt;and its these kind of events&lt;br /&gt;where my mom wouldn't nag at me if i came home late&lt;br /&gt;it is my graduation day after all&lt;br /&gt;and i heard the day after grad is the band dinner&lt;br /&gt;coolness&lt;br /&gt;so on saturday&lt;br /&gt;my girlfriends and i head off to harbourfront mrt station&lt;br /&gt;its not that far actually&lt;br /&gt;its just a stop after Outram Park which is 8 stops away from Jurong East which is 6 stops away from my Marsiling mrt station&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;first we roamed the entire harbourfront centre&lt;br /&gt;found a few dresses&lt;br /&gt;price is cheap&lt;br /&gt;but not really nice&lt;br /&gt;after we finished over there&lt;br /&gt;we headed on to &lt;strong&gt;VivoCity&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg that place is damn huge&lt;br /&gt;i kept getting lost&lt;br /&gt;we ate at Banquet first but i didnt finish my food&lt;br /&gt;cause i was feeling a bit sick&lt;br /&gt;then we roamed first 2 floors&lt;br /&gt;so tiring&lt;br /&gt;and we kept going in circles lah&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;but since the place is new&lt;br /&gt;a lot of people are promoting their stores&lt;br /&gt;so while you walk around there&lt;br /&gt;you see people in vibrant coloured costumes&lt;br /&gt;dancing, smiling, shaking hands and promoting, basically&lt;br /&gt;i thought it was cute&lt;br /&gt;wanted to take a picture&lt;br /&gt;but the rest were all shy&lt;br /&gt;and i definitely won't take a pic alone&lt;br /&gt;so i decided not to&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;so then khairin had to go off for dinner with her family&lt;br /&gt;me and faezah and nazurah went to Jurong Point&lt;br /&gt;i practically brainwashed those two to get their dresses before the day ends&lt;br /&gt;cause khairin already got hers&lt;br /&gt;and i already planned to get mine the next day&lt;br /&gt;so spent another 2 hours i think shopping&lt;br /&gt;then they found the store&lt;br /&gt;forgot the name&lt;br /&gt;B.I.F.C i think&lt;br /&gt;i felt like a mom for a while&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;waiting in the fitting rooms&lt;br /&gt;helping them zip up their dresses&lt;br /&gt;and giving my opinions&lt;br /&gt;it was so much fun&lt;br /&gt;thank goodness the both of them purchased their dresses&lt;br /&gt;people. look out for nazurah in a dress&lt;br /&gt;she's gonna be a bomb! hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VivoCity, 2nd day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so met my darling at CCK at around 11&lt;br /&gt;we wanted to catch Step-Up at the 1245 slot&lt;br /&gt;was pretty elated cause i missed him so much&lt;br /&gt;and its been so long since we went on a proper date&lt;br /&gt;when we finally arrived&lt;br /&gt;quickly looked for the cineplex&lt;br /&gt;of course we got lost&lt;br /&gt;hahha&lt;br /&gt;but we managed to find it all thanks to him&lt;br /&gt;i paid for the tickets since it was my turn&lt;br /&gt;so forced him to get the popcorn&lt;br /&gt;silly dear wanted mix&lt;br /&gt;salty popcorn is like my least favourite snack&lt;br /&gt;its the first time i had to taste it&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;but at least we still had sweet ones&lt;br /&gt;while waiting for the movie to start&lt;br /&gt;we started throwing popcorn at each other&lt;br /&gt;the couples next to us were adults&lt;br /&gt;think they must think we were &lt;em&gt;lunatics&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha didnt care though. its fun. haha&lt;br /&gt;the movie is GREAT&lt;br /&gt;the guy's hot lah kay&lt;br /&gt;when i first saw him in She's The Man&lt;br /&gt;never knew he could even dance&lt;br /&gt;but he's sooo hot lah can?&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;so then darling came along with me to Red2&lt;br /&gt;i tried on a white dress with black polka dots&lt;br /&gt;so cute!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;asked dear for his opinion&lt;br /&gt;all he did was nod his head. -.- &lt;br /&gt;also went looking for shoes&lt;br /&gt;i decided on Charles &amp; Keith&lt;br /&gt;tried on a few&lt;br /&gt;haha bought wedges again&lt;br /&gt;but this time its white&lt;br /&gt;hahaa&lt;br /&gt;im gonna be wearing a lot of white stuff on graduation&lt;br /&gt;i have white ear rings a white hair band and white shoes&lt;br /&gt;should i get a white watch?&lt;br /&gt;nah. too much already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after buying that&lt;br /&gt;helped dear with his grad clothes&lt;br /&gt;combed the entire first floor for his shirt and vest&lt;br /&gt;oh my gosh sooo difficult&lt;br /&gt;went to Gap, TopMan, Bossini, Esprit, i.p zone, G2000 and so many others&lt;br /&gt;then while roaming the area again&lt;br /&gt;those poeple in colourful costumes were nearby&lt;br /&gt;the two guys were wearing the brightest yellow suits ive ever seen&lt;br /&gt;its really cool&lt;br /&gt;and they were on these scooters just driving around&lt;br /&gt;and waving at people&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;then they waved and smiled at me&lt;br /&gt;and i naturally waved back&lt;br /&gt;dear started saying they like me. silly goose. &lt;br /&gt;then along the way bumped into ezah and her cousin&lt;br /&gt;zul, afiqah, zul's mom and little brother as well&lt;br /&gt;also bumped into dear's friends&lt;br /&gt;actually no lah not bumped&lt;br /&gt;they told us to wait and not move and they come to us&lt;br /&gt;just to chat with dear a bit&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;dear tried on a few shirts&lt;br /&gt;i picked out his shirt! hehehe&lt;br /&gt;from TopMan&lt;br /&gt;he looks so adorable!&lt;br /&gt;then we went on looking for his vest&lt;br /&gt;finally found one at Bossini&lt;br /&gt;after that we continued to shop&lt;br /&gt;look for a tie&lt;br /&gt;but ran out of time&lt;br /&gt;cause i had to rush home&lt;br /&gt;promised my mummy i'd be back early&lt;br /&gt;didnt get to have dinner with dear&lt;br /&gt;so he had to have dinner at home&lt;br /&gt;because of that he couldnt send me home&lt;br /&gt;cause his mummy was waiting for him already&lt;br /&gt;was a bit sad&lt;br /&gt;but dear surprised me by giving me a kiss before he went off&lt;br /&gt;definitely cheered me up. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt take pics with dear at Vivo cause he was reluctant&lt;br /&gt;but i did take pictures with my girlfrieds.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/18-11-06_1601.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/Image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/Image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/Image.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/Image0.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day the turtle went out together was the best day&lt;br /&gt;its been a while since we went out as 4 girls&lt;br /&gt;and NO guys.&lt;br /&gt;its great. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something happened last night&lt;br /&gt;and personally i dont think that its very fair to me&lt;br /&gt;i was shoved into a very unjustly situation&lt;br /&gt;i mean i was half asleep when i said yes&lt;br /&gt;i love helping&lt;br /&gt;i really do&lt;br /&gt;its in my nature&lt;br /&gt;but if its gonna affect a 4 year friendship with a very good friend&lt;br /&gt;i'd rather not do it&lt;br /&gt;but its too late&lt;br /&gt;he's disappointed in me for what i did&lt;br /&gt;i only wish i could turn back time&lt;br /&gt;and do things differently&lt;br /&gt;note-to-self: DONT GET SELF TOO INVOLVED WITH OTHER PEOPLE'S RELATIONSHIPS. &lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-116398672838108013?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/116398672838108013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/116398672838108013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116398672838108013' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-116334366382772030</id><published>2006-11-12T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:01:03.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a lot of things have been happening&lt;br /&gt;besides the fact that we're having the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;little&lt;/span&gt; exam called&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;GCE 'O' LEVELS EXAMINATIONS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for starters&lt;br /&gt;the first week of exam went surprisingly smooth&lt;br /&gt;im not too confident of my essay though&lt;br /&gt;i wouldnt say that it was my best&lt;br /&gt;just hope its enough for an A1&lt;br /&gt;emaths was fun. hahaha. strange. esp coming from someone like me.&lt;br /&gt;geog was okie. it wasnt as tough as the prelims&lt;br /&gt;the mapwork was like. huh?&lt;br /&gt;no gradient qn. no vertical exxageration. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so besides my academic adventures&lt;br /&gt;im an aunt again! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;its the 4th one btw. in case you've been keeping track. &lt;br /&gt;his name is Iman. wahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;born at 0047 on the 7th of november&lt;br /&gt;which makes him a 7-11 baby!!! hahaha okie lame.&lt;br /&gt;but anypoos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/07-11-06_1701.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's 2.9 kg&lt;br /&gt;so it was easy for me to carry around&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;spent about 4 hours with kak kim at the hospital&lt;br /&gt;with so many babies around&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how mine would look like. hmmmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then i looked thru my sis's phone&lt;br /&gt;and she had pics of her sons&lt;br /&gt;so i stole a few. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/DSC00087.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irwin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/DSC00054.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ilhan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irfan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/07-11-06_1718.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and iman! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went to jurong library just now&lt;br /&gt;after studying &lt;br /&gt;we took pics&lt;br /&gt;oh and for some reason&lt;br /&gt;a LOT of us we wearing black. hahhaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/12-11-06_1723.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my lovely angels (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/DSC00068.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;khairin just rebonded her hair. hmm i wanna rebond mine again!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;faezah got a new phone. damn nice!&lt;br /&gt;sheesh. *pouts*&lt;br /&gt;but it takes nice pics. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;i'll get more pics from her&lt;br /&gt;oh wait. one more picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*muah muah* ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-116334366382772030?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/116334366382772030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/116334366382772030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116334366382772030' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-116246942731767948</id><published>2006-11-02T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T20:10:27.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aah yes i am having a writer's block at the moment&lt;br /&gt;hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wai kit came over for a bit just now&lt;br /&gt;he wanted to photocopy my environment notes&lt;br /&gt;I LOST MY ENVIRONMENT NOTES!!!&lt;br /&gt;as in the one that i compressed everything in&lt;br /&gt;damn damn damn!!!&lt;br /&gt;i worked hard on that piece. hais&lt;br /&gt;so anyways&lt;br /&gt;dear came along with wai kit&lt;br /&gt;just to see me&lt;br /&gt;hehehe&lt;br /&gt;they were all having chemistry remedial&lt;br /&gt;sucks that mr lim didnt schedule for physics as well&lt;br /&gt;im slacking off!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anypoooooo&lt;br /&gt;still no word of the pictures&lt;br /&gt;sheesh. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;but i found one in my phone. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/28.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right even if you people dont want to admit it&lt;br /&gt;i shall&lt;br /&gt;hehehehehe&lt;br /&gt;im the cutest lah can? haha&lt;br /&gt;loved my hair that day&lt;br /&gt;it looked good in pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways&lt;br /&gt;was quite bored just now&lt;br /&gt;so i stole my neighbour's baby&lt;br /&gt;Akil. cute as a button.&lt;br /&gt;took a pic of him with the elder brother Daniel&lt;br /&gt;that Daniel has grown up&lt;br /&gt;i remembered babysitting him 5 years ago&lt;br /&gt;and now he can actually form complete and accurate sentences while talking to me&lt;br /&gt;damn im getting old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/02-11-06_1928.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at Akil's eye! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;so huge and round&lt;br /&gt;cutie! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of cuties&lt;br /&gt;Prison Break!!!&lt;br /&gt;aaah yes!&lt;br /&gt;wentworth miller (dream boat!!!)&lt;br /&gt;damn sexy!&lt;br /&gt;oh gosh if he looks at me with those gorgeous eyes of his&lt;br /&gt;i will melt right before him&lt;br /&gt;hehe cant wait!&lt;br /&gt;2 more hrs to go before the show starts&lt;br /&gt;think i'll do a bit on geography.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-116246942731767948?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/116246942731767948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/116246942731767948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116246942731767948' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-116229763932264907</id><published>2006-10-31T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T20:27:19.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-c8.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="site=widget-c8.slide.com&amp;channel=360287970189845192&amp;cy=bl&amp;il=1" width="475" height="375" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:475px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a style="vertical-align:middle" href="http://www.slide.com/msnew/ticker?cid=360287970189845192&amp;cy=bl&amp;tt=16&amp;at=0" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-c8.slide.com/h2/360287970189845192/bl_t016_v000_a000_f00/images/slide3.gif" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/msnew/ticker?cid=360287970189845192&amp;cy=bl&amp;tt=16&amp;at=0" target="_blank"&gt;Get Your Own!&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/msview/ticker?cid=360287970189845192&amp;cy=bl&amp;tt=16&amp;at=0" target="_blank"&gt;View Slideshow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures that i was able to get my hands on&lt;br /&gt;heh&lt;br /&gt;FAEZAH! KHAIRIN! who else? oh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HARIZ!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures please :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-116229763932264907?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/116229763932264907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/116229763932264907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116229763932264907' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-116200277805418582</id><published>2006-10-28T10:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T17:43:27.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kkk&lt;br /&gt;i have to update about thursday&lt;br /&gt;it was our &lt;u&gt;O levels Physics Practical&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have got to be the most kuku person on earth (right afiqah?)&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;the silly diagram drew arrows that pointed up and down&lt;br /&gt;for the movement of our eyes&lt;br /&gt;(it was an optics experiment you see, which happens to by my &lt;strong&gt;least&lt;/strong&gt; favourite)&lt;br /&gt;so i diligently moved up and down&lt;br /&gt;only after the whole practical did i realise i was wrong&lt;br /&gt;i was suppose to be looking left and right&lt;br /&gt;the orientation of the diagram and what i actually had in front of me were different&lt;br /&gt;so yes, i cursed under my breath. &lt;br /&gt;but what can i do? it's already been done.&lt;br /&gt;but at least i can take comfort in knowing that &lt;br /&gt;my answer wasn't as different as the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after the whole thing&lt;br /&gt;sweetie brought me out for a movie&lt;br /&gt;it was our monthsery&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;so i paid for our movie tickets&lt;br /&gt;and he paid for the meals&lt;br /&gt;we watched &lt;em&gt;The Prestige&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those who are into character development and tremendous plot kinda movie&lt;br /&gt;this is so the flick you should be rushing to&lt;br /&gt;it was sooo amazing!&lt;br /&gt;i cannot for the life of me understand why khairil slept during the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;silly goose.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sweetie brought me to delifrance&lt;br /&gt;i've never eaten at delifrance&lt;br /&gt;i mean i have eaten the stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chocolate croissant&lt;/strong&gt; *smacks lips*&lt;br /&gt;but never actually sitting in the place and eating an actual meal&lt;br /&gt;sweetie ordered pasta and i ate lasagna &lt;br /&gt;wow. very nice. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;there was a lot of tomato sauce though&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;and then the bill came&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*kaching*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweetie had to pay a lot for two meals&lt;br /&gt;at least in my opinion&lt;br /&gt;he paid 20 bucks for it all&lt;br /&gt;felt kinda bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the trip home was kinda ruined &lt;br /&gt;cause i suddenly had a massive headache&lt;br /&gt;but its okie&lt;br /&gt;cause sweetie was superbly sweet to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so on friday&lt;br /&gt;my mom finally allowed me to go raya with my friends&lt;br /&gt;yays. hah&lt;br /&gt;i quickly went down to the salon&lt;br /&gt;and permed my hair&lt;br /&gt;temporarily that is.&lt;br /&gt;i loved the result&lt;br /&gt;baaaaaah i wanna have a permenant perm! hmmm&lt;br /&gt;we had sooooo much fun!&lt;br /&gt;and took LOADS of pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hariz, faezah, khairin and whoever held a camera ystd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PASS ME THE PICTURES!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only had one pic from my phone. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/27-10-06_1840.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;presenting the &lt;em&gt;dols&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last house i went to was &lt;u&gt;Taufik's.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his house was really nice&lt;br /&gt;the family hung pictures of the children like everywhere&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;and they all recently went for a photoshoot&lt;br /&gt;and yes taufik. you look H. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;jangan kembang yer. hehe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh. its &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; Hot by the way. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways i had to go off early&lt;br /&gt;cause my relatives were coming&lt;br /&gt;they are my mom's mom's little sister's husband's little brother's family&lt;br /&gt;geddit?&lt;br /&gt;let's do that again&lt;br /&gt;my mom's mom's little sister's husband's little brother's family.&lt;br /&gt;and his name is also Ghani lah! hahah&lt;br /&gt;just like my daddy&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;they're singaporeans&lt;br /&gt;who used to reside in england, recently brunei and currently in KL now&lt;br /&gt;our families are quite close even though we are such distant relatives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i suspect it has something to do with the head of the house having the same name&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's why i had to come back home and see them&lt;br /&gt;so yeah&lt;br /&gt;they came here at 9.30&lt;br /&gt;and went home at 1 in the morning&lt;br /&gt;waaaaaaah. fun rite? haha&lt;br /&gt;the kids &lt;em&gt;(as in us)&lt;/em&gt; cam-whored the whole night. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;i planned to call dear after everything&lt;br /&gt;but he already slept. &lt;strong&gt;sorry sweetie.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yes we didnt cam-whored with my phone.&lt;br /&gt;but i did manage to get one picture. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/06-10-28_00-36.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aah yes&lt;br /&gt;that's shazni&lt;br /&gt;he's 20, the eldest&lt;br /&gt;if you look carefully there's 3 other people in the pic&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;that'll be nawwarah, kak bella and latifah, shazni's sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;shazni and latifah&lt;br /&gt;i want the pictures!!!!!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-116200277805418582?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/116200277805418582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/116200277805418582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116200277805418582' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-116160219915971639</id><published>2006-10-23T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T19:16:39.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/z4363889.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thank god for bringing you into my life&lt;br /&gt;for making me smile when all i wanna do&lt;br /&gt;is sit and cry&lt;br /&gt;i felt like i didnt have to pretend with you&lt;br /&gt;i didnt have to put up a front&lt;br /&gt;that i could be just... me&lt;br /&gt;and you seemed okie with 'me'&lt;br /&gt;in fact you fell for 'me'&lt;br /&gt;and i marveled at how you much you would go out of your way&lt;br /&gt;just to show me how much you care&lt;br /&gt;and to show how im always on your mind&lt;br /&gt;and as someone who hasn't felt 'loved' for a very long time&lt;br /&gt;you were my miracle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why the sudden change?&lt;br /&gt;when i used to feel like i was always on your mind&lt;br /&gt;i now feel like im been shoved to the back&lt;br /&gt;now im like some kind of 'duty' to you&lt;br /&gt;some form of 'responsibility'&lt;br /&gt;its like you feel obliged to me&lt;br /&gt;know what's the problem with that?&lt;br /&gt;it makes one do stuff for someone&lt;br /&gt;for the sake of doing it but not because they want to&lt;br /&gt;it doesnt come from the heart.&lt;br /&gt;and what is the point of that?&lt;br /&gt;i really hope this is all happening because of O's&lt;br /&gt;which is why i have decided&lt;br /&gt;to just let it be and see what happens after the O's&lt;br /&gt;because honestly&lt;br /&gt;at this moment in time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i do not feel loved anymore.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/f3uv0l_th.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;funny.&lt;br /&gt;how can you prove it&lt;br /&gt;when you dont even say it anymore?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-116160219915971639?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/116160219915971639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/116160219915971639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116160219915971639' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-116099506804636603</id><published>2006-10-16T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T18:53:28.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/kakkim.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's my lovely big sister&lt;br /&gt;she's the quirkiest person i know&lt;br /&gt;*hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i learned that when you love someone&lt;br /&gt;you should &lt;u&gt;treat them the way you feel;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because sometimes, saying it&lt;br /&gt;isn't &lt;strong&gt;enough*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm &lt;em&gt;scared&lt;/em&gt; because&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;u&gt;don't want&lt;/u&gt; anyone else &lt;br /&gt;to have your heart &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you love someone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;everything about them seems adorable&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so true&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to be the seashells you find&lt;br /&gt;washed along the tide;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;beautiful, flawless&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;special&lt;/strong&gt; in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best smell in the world is that man that you love&lt;br /&gt;[[Jennifer Aniston]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's be a &lt;strong&gt;Kodak&lt;/strong&gt; couple &amp; smile in all pictures&lt;br /&gt;look silly when we take them &amp; laugh all day&lt;br /&gt;until we run out of film&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"there are just some people you'll never get over"&lt;br /&gt;= The Hills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, no, i am not okay.&lt;br /&gt;i need you to give me a big hug.&lt;br /&gt;i need to be told that i am worth something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the feeling of losing yourself&lt;br /&gt;in somebody's arms- yet at the same time&lt;br /&gt;finding yourself there- is irreplaceable.&lt;br /&gt;nothing compares to the intensity of that feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one smile from him makes my..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;6 am wake up&lt;br /&gt;cold shower&lt;br /&gt;nothing to wear&lt;br /&gt;no hairspray left&lt;br /&gt;missed the bus&lt;br /&gt;late for class&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...whole day worth while.. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to be someone's last call of the night&lt;br /&gt;&amp; their first thought in the morning. &lt;br /&gt;i want those 5 hour conversations that end in &lt;br /&gt;"no.. you hangup first". &lt;br /&gt;i want the heart racing, palm sweaty,&lt;br /&gt;"what's gonna happen next" moments.&lt;br /&gt;i want the hugs that you never want to let go of&lt;br /&gt;&amp; the stolen kisses that are always the sweetest.&lt;br /&gt;but most importantly, i just want to know &lt;br /&gt;someone considers me theirs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;count by &lt;u&gt;twos&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; when you get to &lt;em&gt;five&lt;/em&gt;;;&lt;br /&gt;that's when i'll stop loving you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp; the only guy who deserves you..&lt;br /&gt;   is the one who thinks he doesn't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;GIRL FACTS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; when a girl is quiet,&lt;br /&gt;**millions of things are running through her head&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; when a girl is not arguing,&lt;br /&gt;**she is thinking deeply&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; when a girl looks at you with eyes full of questions,&lt;br /&gt;**she's wondering how long you'll be around&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; when a girl answers "im fine" after a few seconds,&lt;br /&gt;**she is not at all "fine"&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; when a girl stares at you,&lt;br /&gt;**she is wondering why you're lying&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; when a girl lays on your chest,&lt;br /&gt;**she's wishing you'll be hers forever&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; when a girl calls you everyday,&lt;br /&gt;**she is seeking your attention&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; when a girl wants to see you everyday,&lt;br /&gt;**she wants to be pampered&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; when a girl says "i love you",&lt;br /&gt;**she means it more than anything else&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; when a girl says that she can't live without you,&lt;br /&gt;**she has made up her mind that you are her future&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; and when a girl says "i miss you",&lt;br /&gt;**no one in this world can miss you more than that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;frustrated&lt;/strong&gt; cause i can't tell if its real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mad&lt;/strong&gt; cause i dont know how you feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;upset&lt;/strong&gt; cause we cant make it right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sad&lt;/strong&gt; cauce i need you day and night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;angry&lt;/strong&gt; cause you wont take my hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;aggrivated&lt;/strong&gt; cause you dont understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;depressed&lt;/strong&gt; cause i thought we'd never part&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sorrowful&lt;/strong&gt; cause you broke my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;disappointed&lt;/strong&gt; cause we cant be together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;miserable&lt;/strong&gt; cause i wanna be with you forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can be in a room with 100000000 guys&lt;br /&gt;you'll &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;still&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; be the only one in my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i keep thinking of how much i love talking to you..&lt;br /&gt;how good you look when you smile, &lt;br /&gt;how much i love your laugh&lt;br /&gt;i day-dream about you off and on,&lt;br /&gt;replaying pieces of our conversation;&lt;br /&gt;laughing at funny things you say or did..&lt;br /&gt;i've memorised your face &amp;&amp; the way you look at me..&lt;br /&gt;i catch myself smiling again at what i imagine..&lt;br /&gt;i wonder what'll happen the next time we're together&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp; even though neither of us know what the future holds,&lt;br /&gt;i know one thing for sure;&lt;br /&gt;you're the best thing that ever happened to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;SIGNS THAT YOU LOVE HIM&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- you stare at him a lot.&lt;br /&gt;- he always makes you laugh.&lt;br /&gt;- you can tell him anything.&lt;br /&gt;- you always seem to find yoursef &lt;br /&gt;  thinking about him&lt;br /&gt;- when he's anywhere near you,&lt;br /&gt;  you have to be with him.&lt;br /&gt;- you go crazy over every little thing &lt;br /&gt;  he does or says&lt;br /&gt;- whenever you're with him,&lt;br /&gt;  you cant help but smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;SIGNS THAT HE LOVES YOU&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- he stares back at you.&lt;br /&gt;- he always has to me you laugh.&lt;br /&gt;- you always seem to make him laugh too.&lt;br /&gt;- whenever you're around, he's with you.&lt;br /&gt;- he calls you every chance he gets.&lt;br /&gt;- he touches you whenever he gets the chance,&lt;br /&gt;  even if its just a little touch.&lt;br /&gt;- he picks you over his boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there you have it&lt;br /&gt;some quotes i find really nice&lt;br /&gt;i'll update again tmrw.&lt;br /&gt;toodles! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-116099506804636603?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/116099506804636603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/116099506804636603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116099506804636603' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-116082760397310143</id><published>2006-10-14T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T20:39:39.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh wow&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe i havent updated for so long&lt;br /&gt;see why i cant wait for Os to be over?&lt;br /&gt;i want my life back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so studies have been the same&lt;br /&gt;i really hate the schedule&lt;br /&gt;sucks lah. two lessons a day&lt;br /&gt;they're really driving me nuts!&lt;br /&gt;and these days during maths lessons&lt;br /&gt;i sometimes have the urge to just go to a wall&lt;br /&gt;and wham my head against the concrete&lt;br /&gt;mrs heng keeps talking about how good swiss pupils are at maths&lt;br /&gt;damn it. i'll never make it&lt;br /&gt;and you know what&lt;br /&gt;maybe im not JC material&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is&lt;br /&gt;im thankful that the school allowed me &lt;br /&gt;to at least enter a jc for the first 3 months&lt;br /&gt;i need to get a taste of life there&lt;br /&gt;or else&lt;br /&gt;i'll just pop my way over to poly&lt;br /&gt;there's 3 choices&lt;br /&gt;Singapore, Ngee Ann and Temasek&lt;br /&gt;hmmm&lt;br /&gt;but if i were to go to a JC&lt;br /&gt;i'd very much like to go Innova&lt;br /&gt;yeap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a tiff with dear yesterday&lt;br /&gt;guess its both our faults&lt;br /&gt;i mean. i didnt think it was wrong of me to feel angry&lt;br /&gt;but i have been patient the whole morning&lt;br /&gt;but maybe it was wrong of me to over-react.&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is&lt;br /&gt;im glad its over&lt;br /&gt;cause i had a nightmare when i finally went to sleep&lt;br /&gt;and how bloody disturbing that certain people were there&lt;br /&gt;not people who i expected actually&lt;br /&gt;it was another couple with me and dear in the dream&lt;br /&gt;except we changed partners&lt;br /&gt;not what i have in mind definitely&lt;br /&gt;hais.&lt;br /&gt;is it me or is the stress of O levels finally getting to me?&lt;br /&gt;i need coffee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 random things about me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i do my homework lying on my bed&lt;br /&gt;2. i absolutely hate veggies. havent eaten it for the last 12 years&lt;br /&gt;3. to make up for not eating veggies. i eat LOADS of fruits. heh&lt;br /&gt;4. i like doing my own laundry&lt;br /&gt;5. i bite my nails when im nervous or anxious&lt;br /&gt;6. i cannot cook&lt;br /&gt;7. i can however clean. VERY well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 random songs at da moment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Plus One: Here In My Heart&lt;br /&gt;2. Natalie: Love You So&lt;br /&gt;3. Chemical Romance: Welcome to the Black Parade&lt;br /&gt;4. Nelly Furtado: Maneater&lt;br /&gt;5. Justin Timberlake: Sexy Back&lt;br /&gt;6. Pink: You and Your Head&lt;br /&gt;7. Lifehouse: Blind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Things i like most..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. my loved ones&lt;br /&gt;2. my crazy friends, especially the turtles&lt;br /&gt;3. my adoring boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;4. CHOCOLATES!!! &lt;br /&gt;5. my mp3&lt;br /&gt;6. food! heh&lt;br /&gt;7. watching chick flicks with my girlfriends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Things dat scare me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. pervertic assholes&lt;br /&gt;2. paedophiles&lt;br /&gt;3. my O leves&lt;br /&gt;4. losing a family member&lt;br /&gt;5. losing someone i love&lt;br /&gt;6. rich people (not necessarilly scared, just intimidated)&lt;br /&gt;7. not stop eating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things i sae most..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. are you serious?&lt;br /&gt;2. oh shit!&lt;br /&gt;3. what the fish?!&lt;br /&gt;4. what the bleh!&lt;br /&gt;5. no laaaah&lt;br /&gt;6. u sure anot?&lt;br /&gt;7. dang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/08-10-06_1947.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sweet ilhan&lt;br /&gt;he's the only one game enough for a pic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/08-10-06_1935.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie the reason its blur is cause that kid could not sit still!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/24-09-06_2150.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my darlings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh by the way&lt;br /&gt;im a &lt;strong&gt;huge&lt;/strong&gt; fan on MTV shows like Laguna Beach and The Hills&lt;br /&gt;yeap. oh. and im simply addicted to watching the E Channel&lt;br /&gt;thank god for cable tv. heh&lt;br /&gt;toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-116082760397310143?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/116082760397310143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/116082760397310143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116082760397310143' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-115951555658630786</id><published>2006-09-29T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T15:47:17.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its friday!&lt;br /&gt;prelims results?&lt;br /&gt;well. its not good. definitely. &lt;br /&gt;but!&lt;br /&gt;i have to say. i did improve&lt;br /&gt;all except for my damn combine humans&lt;br /&gt;i really dont get it&lt;br /&gt;i studied like shit for the papers&lt;br /&gt;how in the blue world did i get a C5?? &lt;br /&gt;ah well&lt;br /&gt;gotta change my strategy already&lt;br /&gt;its obviously not working&lt;br /&gt;im over the moon with my english results&lt;br /&gt;finally after 2 years!&lt;br /&gt;ive achieved my goal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A1!&lt;/strong&gt; hehehe&lt;br /&gt;both me and Sarah were the only A1s in class&lt;br /&gt;im soo happpy!!!!&lt;br /&gt;dont know where i'll be going for the 3 month thingy though&lt;br /&gt;i hope i can go somewhere. doesnt really matter where&lt;br /&gt;but still. even if i dont. can always work my butt off&lt;br /&gt;and earn cash. weeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i tell you how much i love 26?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;had so much fun that day&lt;br /&gt;but as usual&lt;br /&gt;i had to be a total idiot and not bring my ez-link&lt;br /&gt;so we couldn't watch Miami Vice like he wanted&lt;br /&gt;no choice. we watched John Tucker Must Die&lt;br /&gt;ive watched it twice now&lt;br /&gt;its soo funnny!! i love it!&lt;br /&gt;even dear found it amusing. haha told ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know im 4 days late in saying this. but&lt;br /&gt;happy monthsery dear!!!&lt;br /&gt;*muah muah* &lt;br /&gt;i love you&lt;br /&gt;and work harder for Os k?&lt;br /&gt;im always behind you. *wink wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh. and thanks for the necklace sweetie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-115951555658630786?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/115951555658630786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/115951555658630786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115951555658630786' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-115914263503866674</id><published>2006-09-25T07:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T08:03:55.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;hady&lt;/strong&gt;'s personality's too bland?&lt;br /&gt;little chance of winning?&lt;br /&gt;one even said&lt;br /&gt;he has unlimited vocabulary?&lt;br /&gt;that's just downright rude&lt;br /&gt;what an asshole!&lt;br /&gt;im sorry to all johnny bravo fans out there&lt;br /&gt;but i think we can both agree&lt;br /&gt;that yesterday's final showdown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hady shined&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think he came out on top&lt;br /&gt;i dont get it though&lt;br /&gt;the judges didnt criticised him but &lt;strong&gt;hady&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like how bloody unfair is that???&lt;br /&gt;dick said he shan't say bad things about john in this kind of atmosphere&lt;br /&gt;and when my poor baby came along, both him and ken criticised&lt;br /&gt;like eff off lah you asses&lt;br /&gt;urgh. &lt;br /&gt;when john sang chasing cars&lt;br /&gt;i only woke up during the last part&lt;br /&gt;and he cant sing the new song!&lt;br /&gt;its really not nice&lt;br /&gt;and dick was right&lt;br /&gt;it did feel kinda sad&lt;br /&gt;but &lt;strong&gt;hady&lt;/strong&gt;'s version was just mind blowing&lt;br /&gt;you peepz HAVE to agree with me on that&lt;br /&gt;its true!&lt;br /&gt;i'll vote for &lt;strong&gt;hady&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if he wins or not, who knows&lt;br /&gt;but the both of them will definitely come out with albums&lt;br /&gt;i have a feeling &lt;strong&gt;hady&lt;/strong&gt;'s album will do better in the market&lt;br /&gt;as compared to john's though&lt;br /&gt;again&lt;br /&gt;sorry to johnny fans out there&lt;br /&gt;but you're reading &lt;strong&gt;hady&lt;/strong&gt;'s number 1 fan's blog&lt;br /&gt;hehehe&lt;br /&gt;aite. gtg school&lt;br /&gt;physics practical!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-115914263503866674?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/115914263503866674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/115914263503866674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115914263503866674' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-115902350226819433</id><published>2006-09-23T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T22:58:22.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i havent been following smallville very much&lt;br /&gt;but i just found out yesterday that Mr Kent died&lt;br /&gt;im in shock.&lt;br /&gt;he cant die!&lt;br /&gt;he's the FATHER of the man of steel! &lt;br /&gt;and then when Clark cried while watching the video&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i silently shed a tear or two&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* so sad. damn the writers for killing him&lt;br /&gt;they should kill Lana instead&lt;br /&gt;what is that woman still doing in the show???&lt;br /&gt;isnt lois already in the show??&lt;br /&gt;kill her already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there's two paper left &lt;br /&gt;physics practical and a maths paper 2&lt;br /&gt;i cannot wait for prelims to be over&lt;br /&gt;im sick of sitting in that stupid hall&lt;br /&gt;i want the classroom again&lt;br /&gt;i wanna laugh at ben's lameness in class again&lt;br /&gt;i wanna tease sarah again&lt;br /&gt;hhahaha&lt;br /&gt;aah i miss 4e3&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-115902350226819433?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/115902350226819433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/115902350226819433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115902350226819433' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-115845947825697019</id><published>2006-09-17T09:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T10:30:30.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aaah! yes!&lt;br /&gt;i can finally hear my song and see my tagboard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;weeee!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;havent been online the past few days&lt;br /&gt;cause i was sick of not being able to hear my song &lt;br /&gt;nor see the tagboard&lt;br /&gt;so ive been watching tv and reading dan brown books&lt;br /&gt;have i studied? i'd like to say yes&lt;br /&gt;but that will be a lie&lt;br /&gt;however. &lt;br /&gt;i did try.&lt;br /&gt;its physics.&lt;br /&gt;i SUCK at physics&lt;br /&gt;hopeless. &lt;em&gt;finito!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can honestly say that i'll fail physics&lt;br /&gt;amaths? lets not go there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the emaths paper however was surprising&lt;br /&gt;im a goner for paper 1&lt;br /&gt;it was a nightmare&lt;br /&gt;but paper 2 was relatively okie&lt;br /&gt;i was quite surprised that i could do the questions&lt;br /&gt;i just hope i get them right&lt;br /&gt;i wanna pass!! for once in my sec sch life&lt;br /&gt;let me pass my maths! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;accounts was okie&lt;br /&gt;but as usual, i spent too much time on the tpl question&lt;br /&gt;didnt finish my journal&lt;br /&gt;journal entries were difficult lah &lt;br /&gt;actually not really.&lt;br /&gt;i just forgot my double entries for bad debts&lt;br /&gt;hais.&lt;br /&gt;but i think it'll be fine. im praying for A2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in times of distress like these&lt;br /&gt;my only comforts are my nephews&lt;br /&gt;and of course him. haha&lt;br /&gt;i cannot wait for exams to be over&lt;br /&gt;in fact i wish O level would come quickly&lt;br /&gt;i need to taste freedom again&lt;br /&gt;but that would also be a nightmare&lt;br /&gt;because im so unprepared for the O's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I STILL DONT KNOW WHERE TO GO!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jc? poly? aaaaaaahhhh!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been quite a while since i post piccies&lt;br /&gt;hehehe&lt;br /&gt;k gtg. im hungry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/09-09-06_1959.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's my crazy sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/09-09-06_2001.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my angels! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/09-09-06_2002.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think itfan's the most cutest out of the three&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/10-09-06_1338.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/DSC00006.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do we look alike? ahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/18-08-06_2301.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irfan has angelina jolie's lips. haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-115845947825697019?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/115845947825697019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/115845947825697019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115845947825697019' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-115812897805354972</id><published>2006-09-13T14:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T14:46:52.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday's papers were generally okie&lt;br /&gt;i guess it was kinda balanced&lt;br /&gt;maths paper was just a bummer for me&lt;br /&gt;i sucked at it&lt;br /&gt;im so sure im gonna fail it&lt;br /&gt;hais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but! i think i redeemed myself with geog&lt;br /&gt;i could not believe my luck&lt;br /&gt;my question actually came out&lt;br /&gt;my manufacturing qn!&lt;br /&gt;i already did that qn and wrote my ans&lt;br /&gt;and the exact qn came out for prelims!&lt;br /&gt;damn how i wish it was the O level paper. haha&lt;br /&gt;and thankfully&lt;br /&gt;the tourism qn wasn't so bad&lt;br /&gt;i hated the map wprk&lt;br /&gt;i could not for the life of me&lt;br /&gt;remember how to do vertical exageration&lt;br /&gt;even the term sounds alarming enough&lt;br /&gt;i hope i did well for my geog&lt;br /&gt;*prays*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i borrowed 3 Dan Brown books from ee chow&lt;br /&gt;his mom bought him the entire set&lt;br /&gt;and he hasnt even finish the Da Vinci Code&lt;br /&gt;can you believe that guy?&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;im re-reading that book&lt;br /&gt;after which im gonna read Angels &amp; Demons&lt;br /&gt;and Deception Point&lt;br /&gt;i wish i had a bigger room&lt;br /&gt;with a huge window&lt;br /&gt;that's facing greenery&lt;br /&gt;or a view&lt;br /&gt;that would be my sanctuary&lt;br /&gt;read all day long.&lt;br /&gt;but you know what i got?&lt;br /&gt;i noisy carpark&lt;br /&gt;further worsened by a construction site&lt;br /&gt;i think they're rebuilding the car park&lt;br /&gt;so much for a view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emaths paper 2 tmrw&lt;br /&gt;can someone please kill me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and why can't i hear my song&lt;br /&gt;nor see my tagboard?&lt;br /&gt;roooaaaar! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holidays are over&lt;br /&gt;i didn't fulfill my list&lt;br /&gt;i have not yet broken my stupid habit&lt;br /&gt;i have not lose weight&lt;br /&gt;i havent finish watching the movies&lt;br /&gt;nor have i made my decision yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but most important of all&lt;br /&gt;i have not gained my self-confidence back&lt;br /&gt;i realised it yesterday&lt;br /&gt;when i start thinking too much&lt;br /&gt;i babble&lt;br /&gt;and i babble nonsense&lt;br /&gt;which is not something many people like&lt;br /&gt;but i cant help it&lt;br /&gt;its just how i feel&lt;br /&gt;though some people have got on with their lives&lt;br /&gt;and beyond their past&lt;br /&gt;mine keeps coming back&lt;br /&gt;its scary, confusing, hurtful&lt;br /&gt;and frustrating&lt;br /&gt;not only to me. and i realised that ystd&lt;br /&gt;can you blame me?&lt;br /&gt;i know of sooo many other people out there&lt;br /&gt;those who are smarter, sportier and more confident&lt;br /&gt;add that&lt;br /&gt;and the constant scrutiny at home&lt;br /&gt;of forever feeling that i lack in something&lt;br /&gt;that i'll never be good enough&lt;br /&gt;that i dont deserve to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i have got to get a hold of myself&lt;br /&gt;or i might very well lose it&lt;br /&gt;and the nightmare i had before&lt;br /&gt;might become a reality =/&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-115812897805354972?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/115812897805354972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/115812897805354972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115812897805354972' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-115795137918943806</id><published>2006-09-11T12:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T13:09:39.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Social Studies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;social studies is a nono for me&lt;br /&gt;i absolutely hate it&lt;br /&gt;i think its ridiculous and a total waste of time&lt;br /&gt;having said that &lt;br /&gt;im quite relieved after today&lt;br /&gt;both the topics that i studied came out&lt;br /&gt;Merger &amp; Separation as well as Education&lt;br /&gt;i love education questions&lt;br /&gt;they're all similar in so many ways&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, i chose Education&lt;br /&gt;i made a mental note to time myself wisely&lt;br /&gt;yet, inevitably i spent a little bit too much time on SEQs&lt;br /&gt;and the result?&lt;br /&gt;i totally screwed up Q1d. &lt;br /&gt;7 marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;what the bleh!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we were all hungry&lt;br /&gt;so headed to McDonalds for breakfast&lt;br /&gt;bought myself the eggmuffin&lt;br /&gt;*licks lips*&lt;br /&gt;and guess who else was there?&lt;br /&gt;ehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home and the house was in a mess&lt;br /&gt;on the bright side&lt;br /&gt;no one's at home, except of course my mom&lt;br /&gt;my dad had gotten me &lt;em&gt;putumayam&lt;/em&gt; last night&lt;br /&gt;my favourite! &lt;br /&gt;but i could only eat one piece &lt;br /&gt;was still digesting that eggmuffin&lt;br /&gt;decided to come online for a bit&lt;br /&gt;as i had deprived myself of it for 24hrs&lt;br /&gt;so here i am! heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e maths paper and e. geog tmrw&lt;br /&gt;im kinda worried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah i just found out yesterday&lt;br /&gt;that someone looks like me&lt;br /&gt;all along people have been telling my&lt;br /&gt;but i just couldn't see it&lt;br /&gt;now i see&lt;br /&gt;and its kinda freaky. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ever had the feeling that some things are just too good to be true?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-115795137918943806?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/115795137918943806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/115795137918943806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115795137918943806' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-115779823881281142</id><published>2006-09-09T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T18:37:18.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;i feel kinda different&lt;br /&gt;and im not sure whether or not its a good thing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its saturday&lt;br /&gt;im totally screwed lah for prelims&lt;br /&gt;hais. the best i can hope for is 20. i think&lt;br /&gt;havent really done the math. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways stayed home today&lt;br /&gt;thought i could have the whole day to study&lt;br /&gt;but of course naturally, something always happens&lt;br /&gt;so my mom was baking the entire morning&lt;br /&gt;my sis's boyfriend ordered a cake from her&lt;br /&gt;she's pretty pumped about getting new customers&lt;br /&gt;i know i should be happy for her&lt;br /&gt;i am.&lt;br /&gt;but my mom has this VERY bad habit.&lt;br /&gt;when she cooks or bakes&lt;br /&gt;she tends to leave rubbish around&lt;br /&gt;so there i was&lt;br /&gt;from 10.30 all the way to 2&lt;br /&gt;in the kitchen&lt;br /&gt;cleaning every damn thing&lt;br /&gt;and where was my sister?&lt;br /&gt;out. buy stuff. tuition. blah blah blah&lt;br /&gt;and to think this is her boyfriend's order&lt;br /&gt;and when she got home&lt;br /&gt;and brought along her boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;she still had the nerve to order me around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;)(*$)(#@Q&amp;$@Q^$@!*$*@!$@($7-2!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so pissed lah in the morning&lt;br /&gt;i dont mind helping&lt;br /&gt;but damn it. &lt;br /&gt;my mom was nagging the entire time&lt;br /&gt;my ears were almost bleeding&lt;br /&gt;and everything i did, she's bothered&lt;br /&gt;its like nothing i do is good enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i clean dishes; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"basuh tu basuh betol-betol. pakai mater kau sikit. jangan buang sembarangan"&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;[wash properly. use your eyes. dont throw things away]&lt;br /&gt;im cutting up onions and garlic for her; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"kau ni kalau potong, lambat. tu lah tak tau buat kerja kat dapur kan."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;[take so long to cut. see lah, never cook before right]&lt;br /&gt;i do laundry;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"kau jangan basuh baju kau saje. ingatkan orang lain"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[dont only wash your stuff. be considerate]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really wonder why i put up with this&lt;br /&gt;is this how a daughter should be treated?&lt;br /&gt;like seriously?&lt;br /&gt;of course i dont expect royal treatment&lt;br /&gt;but i mean. is this not verbal abuse? &lt;br /&gt;hais. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had the worst pms yesterday&lt;br /&gt;it was stupendously horrible&lt;br /&gt;weird thing was the time of the month was already over&lt;br /&gt;i was so mean lah yesterday&lt;br /&gt;im soo soo soo sorry &lt;br /&gt;thanks for being so patient and understanding *hugs*  ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Correction&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! ismail! gosh im so sorry i forgot you! =X&lt;br /&gt;of course ismail helped&lt;br /&gt;so with the combined efforts of myself&lt;br /&gt;ismail, khairin, faezah, nazurah and khairil&lt;br /&gt;we made lovely delightful muffins. yeaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. im currently addicted to &lt;br /&gt;Plus One: Here In My Heart.&lt;br /&gt;i'll post it here if its possible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-115779823881281142?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/115779823881281142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/115779823881281142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115779823881281142' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-115759313723936705</id><published>2006-09-07T09:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T09:56:35.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Revision&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im starting to panick&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;because for the past few days&lt;br /&gt;ive only been doing a bit of maths&lt;br /&gt;and doing my geog notes&lt;br /&gt;how in the world am i suppose to do well for my prelims?&lt;br /&gt;i can already predict that im gonna fail physics&lt;br /&gt;im so &lt;u&gt;dead&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;NEED&lt;/strong&gt; to passs!!!&lt;br /&gt;but mr lim already said the paper is hard&lt;br /&gt;i tried the 2005 O level paper&lt;br /&gt;and it was downright undoable for me&lt;br /&gt;how am i suppose to pass it then???&lt;br /&gt;i have got to start revising like mad already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;today:&lt;br /&gt;accounts paper 2&lt;br /&gt;social studies sec 4 topics&lt;br /&gt;e maths paper 2&lt;br /&gt;a maths paper 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Exercise&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went jogging yesterday&lt;br /&gt;afterwhich had a game of basketball&lt;br /&gt;then when i got home i ate &lt;em&gt;SO&lt;/em&gt; much&lt;br /&gt;i think i just wasted my effort. *hais*&lt;br /&gt;i guess im not meant to be skinny. hahha&lt;br /&gt;but today when i woke up&lt;br /&gt;my &lt;strong&gt;entire&lt;/strong&gt; body ached&lt;br /&gt;my right shoulder is killing me&lt;br /&gt;my legs are aching so much i cant walk properly&lt;br /&gt;aaaah! =/&lt;br /&gt;see how unfit i am?&lt;br /&gt;how am i suppose to survive PE lessons&lt;br /&gt;if ever i were to go JC?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Movies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive watched American Dreams already! weee!&lt;br /&gt;rented the dvd. its quite nice. very funny&lt;br /&gt;also rented &lt;em&gt;The Good Girl&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally can watch it&lt;br /&gt;i just adore Jennifer Anniston&lt;br /&gt;she's so damn pretty! ahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/06-09-06_0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i borrowed a few movies from my sister too&lt;br /&gt;kinda wanting to watch 2 more movies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/06-09-06_0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rumour Has It and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/06-09-06_0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabethtown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but mom is baking again&lt;br /&gt;then i think her religious students are having lessons today as well&lt;br /&gt;so not an environment for dvd watching&lt;br /&gt;i like to be alone, get myself something nice to eat&lt;br /&gt;dim the lights and watch the movie without interruption&lt;br /&gt;guess i'll have to wait to have my own house then &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Correction&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie im really sorry to khairin, faezah, nazurah and khairil&lt;br /&gt;i only made the mffin batter&lt;br /&gt;they baked the muffins&lt;br /&gt;so yeah LOTS of credit to them&lt;br /&gt;i thank them a lot&lt;br /&gt;i know lah im a lousy friend.&lt;br /&gt;so sorry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-115759313723936705?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/115759313723936705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/115759313723936705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115759313723936705' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-115746120269670253</id><published>2006-09-05T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T21:00:02.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;English Prelims&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i chose &lt;em&gt;Priorities&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not sure if my story is good or not&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly had this urge to write three short stories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mad&lt;/em&gt; right?&lt;br /&gt;three main characters with diff stories&lt;br /&gt;i think the first story was good&lt;br /&gt;but the last two simply suck&lt;br /&gt;and all because i was rushing like mad&lt;br /&gt;quickly ended them. aaaah!&lt;br /&gt;and i have like the worst seat! for me at least&lt;br /&gt;right smack next to the window&lt;br /&gt;facing outside school&lt;br /&gt;to anyone who knows me&lt;br /&gt;its a known fact that i get distracted &lt;strong&gt;EASILY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a bird flew by i'll look out&lt;br /&gt;a dragonfly settled nearby i stopped writing&lt;br /&gt;i hear the mrt train, i stop to look&lt;br /&gt;heck, after every sentence i stopped to look outside&lt;br /&gt;its soo nice lah. and distracting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;die.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Long John Silver&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well after the papers we decided to go eat&lt;br /&gt;so of course we headed towards the trusty LJS&lt;br /&gt;there was me, khairin, naz, ezah&lt;br /&gt;ismail, suffian and afiq&lt;br /&gt;it was a complete and total blast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/04-09-06_1510.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;khairin didnt even know she was on camera, waaah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/04-09-06_1604.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the BOYS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/04-09-06_1603.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the WOMEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/04-09-06_1600.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/04-09-06_1511.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lot right? i ate all that. *muahahhaa*&lt;br /&gt;okie kidding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;West Coast Park&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have finally found &lt;em&gt;the&lt;/em&gt; place to study&lt;br /&gt;yes people. its &lt;u&gt;West Coast Park&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder why some think its far&lt;br /&gt;i really dont think so lei&lt;br /&gt;just take 176 lah&lt;br /&gt;what's so difficult?&lt;br /&gt;anyways yah the McD house is so peaceful&lt;br /&gt;and there's so much green around you&lt;br /&gt;can get inspiration. haha&lt;br /&gt;but mind you. there's lost of birds. &lt;br /&gt;too bad its McDonalds. dont like.&lt;br /&gt;but if it were LJS? &lt;strong&gt;i like&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/02-09-06_1818.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ee chow intro me to study there&lt;br /&gt;what a discovery! hahha thanks!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/02-09-06_1811.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;notice the book says PASS?&lt;br /&gt;yeah so dont expect me to get A1 then&lt;br /&gt;least i can get would be C6. yeah.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/02-09-06_1812.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you believe this dude cost $1.70?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/05-09-06_1207.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went there again today&lt;br /&gt;did my environmental degredation notes&lt;br /&gt;achieved so much lah! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i am proud of myself&lt;/em&gt;. *beams*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-115746120269670253?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/115746120269670253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/115746120269670253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115746120269670253' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-115712040346124047</id><published>2006-09-01T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T12:01:13.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_0956.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;entry will be filled with pics&lt;br /&gt;weee! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fireworks Pictures&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i've kinda updated already on the fireworks&lt;br /&gt;so im just gonna put up pics from that day&lt;br /&gt;some of them at least. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1008.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my Piku. 'nuff said *hearts*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1015.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was not, repeat NOT, picking my nose. love my hair though. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1028.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aah group hug! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1040.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love that bridge. its really pretty at night! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1043.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we kinda look like a family dont we? ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1046.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sahmadi! yes yes i look moronic... moving on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1049.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;food food glorious food! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1050.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naz looks shocked. i look idiotic. silly ismail. made me laugh. lucky i didnt choke on my food. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1053.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie i have to say i look cute. hehe *bhb moment*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1056.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nazurah binte mhd musa!!! hahaha ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1062.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is me trying to be funny. laugh people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1060.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;err.. no idea what piku was doing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/IMG_1063.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aah and this is yuan sheng! the hunk of the night. coolest t-shirt ive seen. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Nephews&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well turns out that going to my sis's house &lt;br /&gt;to pick up my nephews wasnt so bad after all&lt;br /&gt;havent seen irwin and ilhan since their bangkok trip&lt;br /&gt;irwin getting very talkative nowadays&lt;br /&gt;hahas&lt;br /&gt;the first thing he did when he saw me&lt;br /&gt;was drag me to the dvd cabinet and asked me to play&lt;br /&gt;Spongebob Squarepants the Movie for him&lt;br /&gt;ilhan woke up and started screaming with joy when he saw us&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;this is why i absolutely adore them ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/01-09-06_1446.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/01-09-06_1517.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/01-09-06_1442.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im really not kidding when i said he looks like josh hartnett&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/01-09-06_1518.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irwin botak already. aiyoh he look so 'abang abang' nowadays&lt;br /&gt;hahhas he feels kinda 'grown up' not having hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/01-09-06_1441.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/01-09-06_1533.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/01-09-06_1440.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/01-09-06_1553.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is them in the train&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why&lt;br /&gt;but my nepehws have a fetish for trains. hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/29-08-06_1856.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my white punk. hehhe adorable right?&lt;br /&gt;aaaah! so cute (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-115712040346124047?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/115712040346124047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/115712040346124047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115712040346124047' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-115708502796674930</id><published>2006-09-01T12:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T12:30:28.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Teacher's Day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i made more then 20 muffins i think&lt;br /&gt;gave my sisters a total of 15 for their teachers&lt;br /&gt;helped out khairin with her presents&lt;br /&gt;only managed to give muffins to miss ng and cigu zelda&lt;br /&gt;felt kinda bad for the others&lt;br /&gt;but the teachers were simply being bombarded by students&lt;br /&gt;so instead i gave the muffins out to my friends&lt;br /&gt;they were NICE by the way&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so came home i was pretty tired&lt;br /&gt;spent the next few hours watching Singapore Idol&lt;br /&gt;im happy that Joakim's out&lt;br /&gt;i suspect that he's over the moon&lt;br /&gt;the one day he improved, he received the boot&lt;br /&gt;but like he said&lt;br /&gt;at least now, he's had his dignified exit&lt;br /&gt;im just glad my hady is still there. hehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after that i went into my room intending to just fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;suddenly my brother told me to go clean the kitchen&lt;br /&gt;which happens to be super messy&lt;br /&gt;it looked like a bomb exploded.&lt;br /&gt;so i thought i'd just get on with it&lt;br /&gt;at least i wont have to do it in the morning&lt;br /&gt;which would mean i'd have the whole of the next day&lt;br /&gt;totally concentrating on revision.&lt;br /&gt;so i did&lt;br /&gt;took me a while&lt;br /&gt;but it was pretty rewarding to see how squeaky clean it was&lt;br /&gt;after i was done cleaning, haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up and my mom was baking again&lt;br /&gt;so of course all my hard work from the night before went unnoticed&lt;br /&gt;kitchen's a mess again&lt;br /&gt;she was nagging and in a bad mood&lt;br /&gt;apparently kak bella made her angry again&lt;br /&gt;so of course she vent her anger on all of us&lt;br /&gt;but i think i got the bulk of it&lt;br /&gt;only because my other sisters wont even pay attention to her&lt;br /&gt;so yeah... spoiled my morning, definitely. &lt;br /&gt;mom told me to help her do some typing for her religious class later on&lt;br /&gt;then kak kim called to ask me to go her house&lt;br /&gt;and get my nephews ready because dadddy wanna bring them out&lt;br /&gt;so much for revision huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ee chow says im being bullied&lt;br /&gt;i think so too&lt;br /&gt;naz thinks it because im waay too nice for my own good&lt;br /&gt;sheesh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-115708502796674930?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/115708502796674930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/115708502796674930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115708502796674930' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-115686229748278109</id><published>2006-08-29T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T22:38:17.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/nazurahdc001.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/nazurahdc003.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need more pics!&lt;br /&gt;so many pics to see&lt;br /&gt;so little time to upload. aaaah!&lt;br /&gt;gonna do some baking tmrw&lt;br /&gt;cant wait! hhehehe (((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-115686229748278109?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/115686229748278109'/><link 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yesterday and smiling to myself;&lt;br /&gt;i watched the break up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well the movie was nice&lt;br /&gt;jennifer and vince have amazing chemistry on-screen&lt;br /&gt;i heard they're getting married&lt;br /&gt;take that Brad-stupid-Pitt! hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent the whole of yesterday morning cleaning my entire room&lt;br /&gt;so you can imagine how disgustingly messy it was&lt;br /&gt;im not saying its not my fault at all&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;em&gt;can&lt;/em&gt; be a slob sometimes&lt;br /&gt;sometimes only!&lt;br /&gt;but the bulk of it goes to my lil sister&lt;br /&gt;and you know what i can't stand?&lt;br /&gt;how pampered she is&lt;br /&gt;i mean okie fine&lt;br /&gt;i can accept that she's the smallest &lt;br /&gt;and so favouritism will happen&lt;br /&gt;but does my mom have to be so &lt;strong&gt;blatant&lt;/strong&gt; about it?&lt;br /&gt;i mean i took the whole of my morning&lt;br /&gt;working my butt off&lt;br /&gt;just so that my room would be nice to look at&lt;br /&gt;i even changed my bedsheets lah!&lt;br /&gt;ive never done that before. haha its always my mom&lt;br /&gt;but before that i had to iron them&lt;br /&gt;my bed happens to be queen size so yeah&lt;br /&gt;it was a whole lot of trouble ironing&lt;br /&gt;i took half an hour!&lt;br /&gt;it was sooo difficult lah!&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea how my mom can do it in 5 mins&lt;br /&gt;so anyways!&lt;br /&gt;i came home ystd night&lt;br /&gt;and my room was a pig sty again&lt;br /&gt;all my teddy bears weren't in place&lt;br /&gt;the pillows were all over the bed&lt;br /&gt;my study table was filled with junk&lt;br /&gt;and my sister dumped her &lt;u&gt;uniform&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;smelly socks&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;and wallet under the bed&lt;br /&gt;i asked her what the heck are those doing under the bed&lt;br /&gt;and you know what happened?&lt;br /&gt;my mom scolded me instead&lt;br /&gt;'never mind lah! that place under the bed, let it be her secret hiding place for her.'&lt;br /&gt;this is coming from the same person&lt;br /&gt;who nagged me 24/7 to always keep the area under my bed &lt;strong&gt;dust-free&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well&lt;br /&gt;i would have been pissed off had i not been so happy ystd&lt;br /&gt;its good to be happy&lt;br /&gt;i feel.. lighter somehow. haha&lt;br /&gt;its been a long time since i felt this way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah finally found the pics that were taken during a family gathering&lt;br /&gt;i have an uncle who's a photographer&lt;br /&gt;he's amazing!&lt;br /&gt;i can never achieve the same results with a digi-cam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my true hunks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/DSC_8704.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irwin, my macho hero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/DSC_8661.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ilhan, my pretty josh hartnett look-alike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/DSC_8664.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ilhan, my babydoll (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/DSC_8982.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he'll always be my favourite cousin ((:&lt;br /&gt;love you Faris! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/DSC_8993.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i honest to goodness cannot get enough of them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/DSC_8843.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my siblings! dont know where nawwarah went to&lt;br /&gt;think she was sleeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i feel so thankful that i have such a big family&lt;br /&gt;you wont feel lonely at times&lt;br /&gt;and that's why im grateful of my life&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-115664101536611433?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/115664101536611433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/115664101536611433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115664101536611433' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-115652014330477994</id><published>2006-08-25T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T23:35:43.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank God Its Friday!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie school was practically boring&lt;br /&gt;i was pretty bored&lt;br /&gt;mainly because we had soo many maths lessons&lt;br /&gt;im not saying i dont like mrs heng&lt;br /&gt;nor am i saying i hate the subject&lt;br /&gt;i dont hate it, its just not my favourite&lt;br /&gt;so yeah i was pretty stoned the whole day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ups and downs of being a girl is definitely pms&lt;br /&gt;i cant say that i had it before&lt;br /&gt;but now i can&lt;br /&gt;so weird lah! was happily talking&lt;br /&gt;next thing i knew i was feeling miserable &lt;br /&gt;and i was wondering why&lt;br /&gt;PMS is so not fun. hais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the highlight of today&lt;br /&gt;and the reason why im feeling so happy&lt;br /&gt;is our P.E remedial&lt;br /&gt;hhaas&lt;br /&gt;we had to finish off the quater finals&lt;br /&gt;in the end the finals was between my team, Dingbats&lt;br /&gt;and Sarah's team, Iron Ladies&lt;br /&gt;we had to go against Team Sexy first&lt;br /&gt;that was very fun. haha&lt;br /&gt;and i scored a few shots lah! hehe&lt;br /&gt;so guess what. we got first! hehehe&lt;br /&gt;i was soo proud of my team! haha&lt;br /&gt;the boys were great&lt;br /&gt;we had the best jumpers and interceptors&lt;br /&gt;Eng Sen, Gordon and Yuan Sheng &lt;br /&gt;so yes, as Team Manager&lt;br /&gt;i can proudly say that we're the best&lt;br /&gt;heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after we started off to the mrt&lt;br /&gt;had a nice little meeting on the way&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i am one &lt;u&gt;very&lt;/u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;happy&lt;/strong&gt; girl. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-115652014330477994?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/115652014330477994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/115652014330477994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115652014330477994' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-115634943995945553</id><published>2006-08-23T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T20:01:16.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Errr...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wow&lt;br /&gt;miss tan gave me and A2 for my narrative&lt;br /&gt;an A2!&lt;br /&gt;and to think i was expecting a C5&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;pleasent surprise. hehe (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so had two mock papers after school&lt;br /&gt;we ended at 6.10&lt;br /&gt;i've been writing from 2.40 all the way to 6.10 non stop&lt;br /&gt;so after handing in my accounts paper&lt;br /&gt;my right arm just felt numb&lt;br /&gt;decided to eat at long john with my girlfriends&lt;br /&gt;it was sooo much fun laughing with them&lt;br /&gt;we were like a bunch of silly girls&lt;br /&gt;giggling away&lt;br /&gt;really took my mind off things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hady sang beautifully today&lt;br /&gt;i swear if he goes out tomorrow and joakim stays&lt;br /&gt;im boycotting the show&lt;br /&gt;the worst that could happen?&lt;br /&gt;i'll go to a roadshow and &lt;strong&gt;SHOOT&lt;/strong&gt; all those &lt;u&gt;mindless&lt;/u&gt; girls&lt;br /&gt;who think this is &lt;em&gt;Singapore Cutie Idol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;idiots. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously dont know what to do&lt;br /&gt;im utterly confused&lt;br /&gt;my mind wanders off to places i dont want it to&lt;br /&gt;its distracting&lt;br /&gt;and its scary&lt;br /&gt;but at the same time&lt;br /&gt;i cant help but have knots in my stomach&lt;br /&gt;oh god what is wrong with me??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty icons! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/oh6xqc.png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/shadedheart5yw.gif"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/flkhnr_th.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/118235l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/z26263825.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/z8288739.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/nz4m6a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/z30077695.png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/z4491350.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/hessoclueless9gt.png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/w191.png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/thmadlyinlike.gif"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-115634943995945553?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/115634943995945553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/115634943995945553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115634943995945553' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-115608621185130185</id><published>2006-08-20T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T23:06:41.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;symptoms of boredom&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was feeling a bit crappy today&lt;br /&gt;so i went back to what i usually do&lt;br /&gt;when im feeling this way; read quotes&lt;br /&gt;read more than a hundred&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why it helps&lt;br /&gt;because the more i read&lt;br /&gt;the more it emphasises the fact that i dont have it&lt;br /&gt;but i just feel 'lifted' somehow&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i took time to just look at icons&lt;br /&gt;and they're soo pretty! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/im10qq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/z11244290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/e155.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/negatives9ee.gif"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/love0js.png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/15i9ttg.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/eam4qe.gif"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/auw8br.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/z2542755.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/thbybellaxxmuerteny4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/z23244012.png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/z33126769.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-115608621185130185?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/115608621185130185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/115608621185130185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115608621185130185' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-115603705136305907</id><published>2006-08-20T08:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T09:34:01.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/z9455634.png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/z6665605.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/z6273763.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dreams&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dreams are weird&lt;br /&gt;but what i love about it is that i can &lt;u&gt;control&lt;/u&gt; them&lt;br /&gt;hhahas&lt;br /&gt;i read the reader's digest about understanding your dreams&lt;br /&gt;so after a confusing night yesterday&lt;br /&gt;i guess i was bound to dream weird dreams&lt;br /&gt;and each one with different perspectives&lt;br /&gt;my dreams were very surprising&lt;br /&gt;showed me what would have been and also what might be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;exciting right?&lt;/strong&gt; haha&lt;br /&gt;that's why i love my dreams&lt;br /&gt;the only downside is when i wake up, &lt;br /&gt;it leaves me wondering even more&lt;br /&gt;and i dont think that's a good thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had multiple dreams because of the baby&lt;br /&gt;oh gosh i have never heard a baby cry like that&lt;br /&gt;and usually i dont mind&lt;br /&gt;because &lt;em&gt;i certainly love babies&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but this is the very first time i hear irfan cry like that&lt;br /&gt;wait, i shouldn't say cry&lt;br /&gt;he practically &lt;strong&gt;screamed&lt;/strong&gt; his lungs out&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what triggered it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;bibik&lt;/em&gt; [the maid] is equally confused&lt;br /&gt;he woke me and &lt;em&gt;bibik&lt;/em&gt; up with his screamings at 4&lt;br /&gt;didnt want me to hold him&lt;br /&gt;all he wanted was for &lt;em&gt;bibik&lt;/em&gt; to carry him&lt;br /&gt;but when she did, he still kept screaming&lt;br /&gt;so &lt;em&gt;bibik&lt;/em&gt; just told me to fall back to sleep&lt;br /&gt;and i happily did.....only to wake up again at 5&lt;br /&gt;this time his screamings were a lot worse and very very &lt;strong&gt;loud&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke the entire family up&lt;br /&gt;he went on and on till 7.30&lt;br /&gt;so i still managed to get some shut eye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*phew* my sister is coming back today&lt;br /&gt;from bangkok. i told her to buy me clothes&lt;br /&gt;wonder what she'll get&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder why he thinks im changed&lt;br /&gt;hais. i wasnt even forcing him lah&lt;br /&gt;because i for one know that&lt;br /&gt;forcing someone to do something he/she doesn't want&lt;br /&gt;will only give you a lose-lose situation&lt;br /&gt;i mean i have nothing against him performing with the rest what?&lt;br /&gt;so what's the problem?&lt;br /&gt;of course im disappointed as anything&lt;br /&gt;who wouldn't be right?&lt;br /&gt;wonder what made him think i was giving him attitude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;boys&lt;/u&gt; *rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im thinking of going on a hiatus&lt;br /&gt;but that would mean me losing my comfort zone&lt;br /&gt;i wont have a place to write anymore&lt;br /&gt;i dont know.. i'll ponder on it somemore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. and good morning people! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/f3tdlw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/eu2g48.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k81/naseha_aghani/z10083776.gif"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-115603705136305907?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/115603705136305907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/115603705136305907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115603705136305907' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406403.post-115600115904658122</id><published>2006-08-19T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T23:25:59.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>watched high school musical again today&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;i wish i had an opportunity&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406403-115600115904658122?l=chip-munk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/115600115904658122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406403/posts/default/115600115904658122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chip-munk.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115600115904658122' title=''/><author><name>NasehaAbdulGhani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00306782824153544053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
