<?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-8270422975417331502</id><updated>2011-07-31T15:49:12.202+08:00</updated><category term='Do not misjudge easily.'/><category term='pimple.'/><category term='thoughts and feelings.'/><category term='im lovin it.'/><category term='gastric kills. 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Happy.'/><category term='Be extra careful when putting your hands under the hand dryer machine'/><category term='you are not always alone.'/><category term='being appreciative aint that hard.'/><category term='imperfections are just perfect.'/><category term='Tuesday blues.'/><category term='gastric.'/><category term='you turnin&apos; me off.'/><category term='tired-ness and boring-ness.'/><category term='be an optimist.'/><title type='text'>everybody loves me.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270422975417331502/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>f.e.m.m.e ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08837650793719227911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270422975417331502.post-8224053454412916696</id><published>2009-08-29T01:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T01:48:45.874+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts and feelings.'/><title type='text'>thinking.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SpgP2uUah1I/AAAAAAAAAMI/DuFFVp0g3ag/s1600-h/DSC01484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375063588087695186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SpgP2uUah1I/AAAAAAAAAMI/DuFFVp0g3ag/s400/DSC01484.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt; lots of things i have been thinking about. school, work, and blabla. im planning to start school next year and its a definite. ive checked the course fee which im interested at and my eyeballs almost pop out la! if can pop out surely come out already. it costs 9k plus plus. estimation in all is 10k. haiyai... wondering if there will be any subsidies? if not, how? tsk* i want to school la. boring la work, work and work only. hmm.. then work wise, im tired of it. serious. despite the off day, to me its never enough ok! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;NEVER!&lt;/span&gt; besides all that, there are still others which bothers me but nah. not wanting to list every single details here. you guys are sure to get bored. finally... tomorrow is my off day! YAY! and and, im watching Michael Jackson's concert at Channel 5 at 7pm! haha. tribute beb. must respect. hurhur. *macam paham* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;well.... im so lost for words right now. i think i need a break.. so goodnight. make it right, good morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;p/s. your words hurt me. you never know but im telling you. thanks for that. you're not satisfied, not happy, say it to me. you told me never to be rude. hanging up the phone just like that isnt it rude? let me ans that, YES. INDEED IT IS RUDE. you may happen to read this post or you may not. and fyi, i dont need any offers frm you. i appreciate all the offers you had for me though all this while. i thank you so much for that. thank you for remembering me. yes at least you didnt turn me down for tomorrow and you have another plan. but i disagreed. you're not happy but still, i need to thank you for the initiative that you actually arranged for another plan. but sorry.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;last but not least, thank you for bringing tears to my eyes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270422975417331502-8224053454412916696?l=thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/8224053454412916696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/08/thinking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270422975417331502/posts/default/8224053454412916696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270422975417331502/posts/default/8224053454412916696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/08/thinking.html' title='thinking.'/><author><name>f.e.m.m.e ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08837650793719227911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SpgP2uUah1I/AAAAAAAAAMI/DuFFVp0g3ag/s72-c/DSC01484.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270422975417331502.post-1437367306452360514</id><published>2009-08-28T00:18:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T01:22:10.483+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='high-end labels.'/><title type='text'>-blank-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/Spa9Ro-t84I/AAAAAAAAAMA/x_ZzCFGJl2E/s1600-h/images[28].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374691316069168002" style="WIDTH: 118px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 118px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/Spa9Ro-t84I/AAAAAAAAAMA/x_ZzCFGJl2E/s320/images%5B28%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/Spa9RH4We6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/DR0pKpy8GrA/s1600-h/images[94].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374691307184094114" style="WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 105px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/Spa9RH4We6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/DR0pKpy8GrA/s320/images%5B94%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/Spa9QhzbXSI/AAAAAAAAALw/HgiVflc_TNY/s1600-h/images[17].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374691296962895138" style="WIDTH: 86px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 129px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/Spa9QhzbXSI/AAAAAAAAALw/HgiVflc_TNY/s320/images%5B17%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/Spa9PzqBD4I/AAAAAAAAALg/tzbPRIuwjXM/s1600-h/images[45].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374691284575391618" style="WIDTH: 111px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 116px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/Spa9PzqBD4I/AAAAAAAAALg/tzbPRIuwjXM/s320/images%5B45%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/Spa9QIRhiAI/AAAAAAAAALo/QGSxp8ee_bY/s1600-h/CA65WV41.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374691290109806594" style="WIDTH: 102px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/Spa9QIRhiAI/AAAAAAAAALo/QGSxp8ee_bY/s320/CA65WV41.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;know all of those?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;well yes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LABELS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;how i wish i could&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; AT LEAST&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;own any of it. okla. at least i have one of those.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;thanks to boify and family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;maybe not now. but somehow later in the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;amin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;and oh ya. wondering why i have been missing in action?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAHA. because... . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IM LAZY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;so goodnight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;p/s. im still figuring it out how.. hmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270422975417331502-1437367306452360514?l=thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/1437367306452360514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/08/blank.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270422975417331502/posts/default/1437367306452360514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270422975417331502/posts/default/1437367306452360514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/08/blank.html' title='-blank-'/><author><name>f.e.m.m.e ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08837650793719227911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/Spa9Ro-t84I/AAAAAAAAAMA/x_ZzCFGJl2E/s72-c/images%5B28%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270422975417331502.post-8371136041410321649</id><published>2009-08-22T17:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T17:36:17.644+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gastric kills. HAHA.'/><title type='text'>sick. AGAIN.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;basically have been missing for a couple of days. im down with my gastric again. it kills me la but i never die. ok lame. yesterday, which is 21/08/09, i went to see the doctor again. for the second time. and this time round, the doc actually said that im having severe gastric la. ape taknye.. sakit giler nak mampos tapi tak mampos laa.. ok whatever. ive been in bed all day and today marks the first day of fasting month. and wasted. im not able to fast. urgh! its ok. at least to the end im able to fast ehh.. ibu have been by my side all day and attends to my needs. thanks mum! thats why you're the bestest in the world! tomorrow not sure whether im fit to work or not. my gastric come and go uh. unpredictable. i crouched myself up since yesterday and finally, today, im able to sit. macam bedridden pulak eh. hah.. and oh yes. i need to tell the world that for the first time in my entire life, after living for 18years in this world, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(exaggerating eh. sorry.)&lt;/span&gt; i vomitted for 7-8 times la and for that, i felt that my throat almost came out but cannot. scary baby you know! yes i admit that when it comes to vomitting, im a bit paranoid. im phobia. everything la. kental so what? i dont care. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;and oh ya. by the way, previously i accompanied boyfriend to get his MacBook. add on to his gadgets. and he's extremely delightful. congrats honey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/So-7RkEEaqI/AAAAAAAAALQ/vemhcxYvAeo/s1600-h/images[18].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372718790889204386" style="WIDTH: 116px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 116px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/So-7RkEEaqI/AAAAAAAAALQ/vemhcxYvAeo/s320/images%5B18%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/So-7SKkKLDI/AAAAAAAAALY/2o3kL7lmbwI/s1600-h/images[6].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372718801224346674" style="WIDTH: 127px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 95px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/So-7SKkKLDI/AAAAAAAAALY/2o3kL7lmbwI/s320/images%5B6%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MacBook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270422975417331502-8371136041410321649?l=thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/8371136041410321649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/08/sick-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270422975417331502/posts/default/8371136041410321649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270422975417331502/posts/default/8371136041410321649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/08/sick-again.html' title='sick. AGAIN.'/><author><name>f.e.m.m.e ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08837650793719227911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/So-7RkEEaqI/AAAAAAAAALQ/vemhcxYvAeo/s72-c/images%5B18%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270422975417331502.post-2973588166302664419</id><published>2009-08-18T22:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T23:19:22.063+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gastric.'/><title type='text'>sick.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;actually im working fullshift at AMK today. but, at somewhere around 4.15pm, i went home. know why? cause im down with my gastric again! urgh! hate it whenever it came! it sucks la! all you think of is crouching yourself up and lying on the bed. so lucky Geraldine was able to help me cover my shift. thank you sayang! i know its troublesome as she's from JP then have to travel all the way down to AMK. thanks so much btw! app! so from AMK i took a cab to my private doctor and surprisingly, the cab fare wasnt that ex at all! i remembered clearly its only $12.20. close to peak hour some more.. at PIE jam. but nvm. its too painful. so went to see doctor and she coherantly said, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"You are not having proper diet right? You skipped meals. Diet huh? Being on diet is nice but when you go on a wrong diet, it wouldn't be nice anymore dear.." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and i just smile cause i supposed its true? haha. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Dear, im giving you MC. Have a good rest and meal ok! No more skipping meals or diet. Your size is perfectly fine!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, continued the doctor and squeezing my arm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Ok... And fyi doc, im not on diet ok. I know i look good..&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(smiling cheekily while in pain)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Yaya. I know you have always looked good.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(rolling her eyes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;and so, i'll be on MC tomorrow and poor Wendy have to cover my shift and that, in total, she'll be working 4 days fullshift. sorry friend.. no intention. im really sick. i guess till here? my tummy's hurting me. gtg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nights eathlings.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270422975417331502-2973588166302664419?l=thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/2973588166302664419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/08/sick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270422975417331502/posts/default/2973588166302664419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270422975417331502/posts/default/2973588166302664419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/08/sick.html' title='sick.'/><author><name>f.e.m.m.e ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08837650793719227911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270422975417331502.post-3788145020770969524</id><published>2009-08-16T23:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:03:19.662+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pimple.'/><title type='text'>m.i.a?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;dearest earthlings.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hey hello! mentel eh? haha. ok i knw ive been missing for couple of days and i knew well that you guys miss me! haha. (taktau malu sey Aida!) ok serious. basically im too lazy to post and im tied down to work. by the time i reached home its already like what time and blablabla.. well usual. work work and work! and oh yes! tomorrow's my practical! yay! haha. im sooo looking forward to it! know why? i myself dont know why actually. hehehe. ok ok. basically i got something new for myself and im simply loving it! and and i really sayang 'It' so much! thank you sayang! i take care of 'It' know.. ok la. will be updating again; insya'allah if mood malas does not lingers within me. and oh btw, i got this irritating pimple on my nose! ergh! ugly fugly sey! lucky its not at the middle of my nose. if not, not Bukit Timah Hill, but Nose Hill! HA-HA! ok whatever! bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;p/s. maybe Natria's gonna read this and maybe she's not. well yes honey. doesnt mean working in the same company allows us to meet each other. thanks to ______. you know i know. your dearest one! haha. love you sweets!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270422975417331502-3788145020770969524?l=thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/3788145020770969524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/08/mia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270422975417331502/posts/default/3788145020770969524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270422975417331502/posts/default/3788145020770969524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/08/mia.html' title='m.i.a?'/><author><name>f.e.m.m.e ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08837650793719227911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270422975417331502.post-9171556390670568632</id><published>2009-08-12T00:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T01:14:05.272+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confusion.'/><title type='text'>stuck?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wanted to leave badly but he just wouldnt let me go. i just dont want to stay any longer. i know its good for me but somehow i got the urge to leave. i know its only few months left but dont tell me i have to endure it? whats the point of staying if my heart and mind is not into it? i know i agreed but environment wise? im too tired of this. i want to experience something which doesnt really bothers me. despite having fun, i do not have to think of tomorrow. but this? "ouh darn.. another fvcking dreadful day for me.." and i hate to have this awkward feeling. yes it may be fun and no, it can suck big time. is this a healthy environment? i supposed not. &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;*sighs*&lt;/span&gt; time will decide.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270422975417331502-9171556390670568632?l=thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/9171556390670568632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/08/stuck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270422975417331502/posts/default/9171556390670568632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270422975417331502/posts/default/9171556390670568632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/08/stuck.html' title='stuck?'/><author><name>f.e.m.m.e ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08837650793719227911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270422975417331502.post-5442769070305140936</id><published>2009-08-10T23:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T00:25:47.840+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tuesday blues.'/><title type='text'>enjoyment.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;practical started at 12.20pm just now and i was late! i overlooked at my booking statement sheet! i thought it started at 2.10pm. no wonder ibu repeatedly asked me, "Dik, nnti pegy driving kul brape?" and i answered with full confidence, "kul 1.15." i didnt take note of it sey until when i said, "kul 2.30 nanti jumpe Freez pat J.E" after that, it snapped me. yes! 2.30! practical is at 12.20pm and not 2.10pm! darn! i looked at the time and it showed 12.10pm. and i was thinking, "Great! in 10mins time and my lesson will begin." ape lagi. wout hesitation, i called my instructor and told him that i will be slightly late and unsure what time will i be there. stupid sey me! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;*bangs head against the wall*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; so after siap and everything i rushed out. tak waste time punye! haha. and so i flagged a cab and asked the taxi driver to hurry. and yes. i wasnt that late though.. late for 15mins only. only eh. nvm. its a lesson learnt for me. lucky the instructor wasnt pissed at all. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;(=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;so after my prac met Freez at J.E then head to Marina intend to catch a movie there. as soon as we reached there, went to GV to see what show's available and the time slots are not what we wanted. so certain things happened. usual. ok i know im hard-headed and im tensed at certain things and im sorry.. didnt mean to honey. but still, we proceed to PS instead and catch the movie there. with the complimentary passes, we watched 'The Hangover'. its damn funny la the show! two thumbs up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SoBFA6H_6mI/AAAAAAAAALI/LOY8Hiiuljk/s1600-h/images[36].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368366637730753122" style="WIDTH: 88px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SoBFA6H_6mI/AAAAAAAAALI/LOY8Hiiuljk/s320/images%5B36%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;initially the show ended dont know what time cause we left as the show was about to end. we made our way down to Suntec City's Bali Thai to have our dinner together with Freez's family as Freez is giving us a treat! YAY! haha. thanks honey for that. thats why i love you.. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*mentel*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;during and after dinner, had some photo-taking session then proceed home. this is how my day was spent. im HAPPY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;its gona be dreadful for me tomorrow cause i'll be at Ang Mo Kio. ergh! hate it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;p/s: im going to have Tuesday blues instead of Monday blues. and honey, thank you for today. i appreciate it! and also, im sorry for what happened earlier on. its not you but me. i know im wrong. sorry. didnt mean to throw tantrum towards you. loveu.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270422975417331502-5442769070305140936?l=thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/5442769070305140936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/08/enjoyment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270422975417331502/posts/default/5442769070305140936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270422975417331502/posts/default/5442769070305140936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/08/enjoyment.html' title='enjoyment.'/><author><name>f.e.m.m.e ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08837650793719227911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SoBFA6H_6mI/AAAAAAAAALI/LOY8Hiiuljk/s72-c/images%5B36%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270422975417331502.post-4611790767981707071</id><published>2009-08-10T00:52:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T01:56:05.786+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='there&apos;s always something to be told.'/><title type='text'>excitement.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;im sooo looking forward to tomorrow! know why? first, finally its my damn bloody off day! haha. after few days of full shifts and it totally sucks! second, im going for my practical! woodiewoo~~ heh. and third, most probably watching movie! haha. make use of your damn off day. and yes, make use of the complimentary passes that i got! credits to mamang and bibik! haha. jgn kembang eh gang. (= most probably watching either Public Enemy or G.I Joe the rise of the Cobra (which i dont intend to watch) or Orphan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/Sn8Dn8osZgI/AAAAAAAAAKo/zlZCd9MbI1w/s1600-h/images[6].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368013265675511298" style="WIDTH: 95px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 141px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/Sn8Dn8osZgI/AAAAAAAAAKo/zlZCd9MbI1w/s200/images%5B6%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/Sn8DoDJ60rI/AAAAAAAAAKw/JYl_1n8QlP8/s1600-h/images[9].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368013267425481394" style="WIDTH: 101px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/Sn8DoDJ60rI/AAAAAAAAAKw/JYl_1n8QlP8/s200/images%5B9%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/Sn8Dodjw7CI/AAAAAAAAAK4/81FaRvghoQI/s1600-h/images[3].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368013274513206306" style="WIDTH: 91px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/Sn8Dodjw7CI/AAAAAAAAAK4/81FaRvghoQI/s200/images%5B3%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;so this is my plan; after catch movie then go Iluma to explore there pulak. hurhurhur. then i'll update on you guys whether im also lost or not okay? haha. ok so thats my plan for tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;well just now when i was on my home from JP, in bus 187, something happened. there was this uncle, in his late thirties but early forties board the same bus as me. can tell from the look on his face that he's drunk. his eyes were bloodshot red and its damn scary la! he sat few seats behind me. so at one point, the bus driver stepped on the brake quite forceful and i heard a loud thud. everyone turned their head. and it was that uncle! he was on 'floor' of the bus and i can bet hes too drunk. his head actually knocked onto the seat of the bus and he was like "ahh... very painful leii... . ." but in Chinese of course. he gosok his &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;BALD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; head few times like gosok to make the aladdin come out from bottle. haha. when i saw his reaction, i almost burst out laughing but cannot laugh. strange.. then, after few minutes of gosok-king his bald head, he laid there. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;UNCONCIOUS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for a minute i thought he was dead! takot jap beta! so the person sitting next to him was saying, "he fainted la! call the bus driver! faster!" kanchong member! haha. ape taknye.. pengsan btl-btl pat kaki dier. i know its so dramatic but this is what happened. lucky i alighted at the next stop. if not... ish! entah la camane. heh. okla. enough of my tales eh.. trying to keep my post short ni but always over!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im off!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Goodnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/Sn8LlpLjVoI/AAAAAAAAALA/CGlwHDYygpc/s1600-h/images[27].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368022022186292866" style="WIDTH: 127px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 87px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/Sn8LlpLjVoI/AAAAAAAAALA/CGlwHDYygpc/s320/images%5B27%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270422975417331502-4611790767981707071?l=thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/4611790767981707071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/08/excitement.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270422975417331502/posts/default/4611790767981707071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270422975417331502/posts/default/4611790767981707071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/08/excitement.html' title='excitement.'/><author><name>f.e.m.m.e ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08837650793719227911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/Sn8Dn8osZgI/AAAAAAAAAKo/zlZCd9MbI1w/s72-c/images%5B6%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270422975417331502.post-7978179134655363932</id><published>2009-08-09T01:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T00:52:12.647+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy 44th Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Singapore.'/><title type='text'>Saturday Night.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33cc00;"&gt;just reached home and of course had my bath already! (= well.. was from town earlier on. i was with Syaiful. only both of us. we reached town around 6plus almost 7 and we went to ION Orchard. i have to admit this- &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IM LOST IN THAT MALL!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; HAHA. i know its funny but its the truth. the new Orchard IS freaking damn BIG ok! i mean it. DAMN big! we toured in there and was not able to find our exit which was directly beside Louis Vuitton boutique. we ended up exit-ting at the bck. haha. we are like tourists who came to Singapore to witness the beauty of this country. ok lame! somehow we managed to find our exit which is beside the LV boutique and was so glad we made it! hurhur. let me tell you peeps, next time if we plan to go out, pls pls dont plan to meet at ION ok? pls. im going to get lost! im still not satisfied yet going around that mall cause its super huge and the time is short! urgh! well.. its to be continued.. hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;basically accompanied boyfriend to EPIcentre to get his iPod touch! YAY-ness. hmm... and im controlling myself not to spend a penny as i need to save up for my hair!! im going for treatment soooon!!! wee~~~ haha. so excited! its a full package and it cost me only 80bucks ok people! worth it. its not those lauya-lauya neighbourhood salon eh but professional hairdresser ok. so tak saba! heh. i have to control my spending la cause nextyr im starting school and if my savings are insufficient then how? no school? NO WAY! i need to school! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;*exaggerating. sorry*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33cc00;"&gt;well well. so after bf got his new iPod touch, we proceed to Burger King to eat! yumyum~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33cc00;"&gt;he blanja me. hehehe. thanks syg! so after dinner we continue our tour in ION and oh yes, 1hr is never enough for me to complete the touring at each level. i need approximately one and a half hour or two to complete a level. haha. exciting okay the place! okay enough of my story. bf is busy godeh-ing his iPod and i suppose i need to sleep first? not sure. heh. so goodnight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/Sn261s71x4I/AAAAAAAAAKg/7aqWfVBAFOM/s1600-h/images[17].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367651762653480834" style="WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/Sn261s71x4I/AAAAAAAAAKg/7aqWfVBAFOM/s200/images%5B17%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;add on to Syaiful's gadget. he loves his machine. HAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;p/s. actually there are pictures to be uploaded but not now. pictures are not with me. hopefully will be able to upload it soon! (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and and,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 44th BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE! the nation LOVES you!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270422975417331502-7978179134655363932?l=thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/7978179134655363932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/08/saturday-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270422975417331502/posts/default/7978179134655363932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270422975417331502/posts/default/7978179134655363932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/08/saturday-night.html' title='Saturday Night.'/><author><name>f.e.m.m.e ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08837650793719227911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/Sn261s71x4I/AAAAAAAAAKg/7aqWfVBAFOM/s72-c/images%5B17%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270422975417331502.post-3243189037018957436</id><published>2009-08-06T23:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T23:58:24.265+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='im lovin it.'/><title type='text'>tired-ness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999900;"&gt;welll... just finish watching &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"Paul Blart The Mall Cop"&lt;/span&gt; just to entertain my little darling boy here.. knock off at 3pm just now then went to BBDC for my prac. let me tell you; my practical today was simply &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;FUN!! ABSOLUTE FUN!&lt;/span&gt; im loving today's practical. but i have to admit la its a little hard cause im starting to learn doing the narrow turn (in S-course and crank course) in the circuit. and yes i hit on to the kerb few times as i steered either too late or too early. durh! HAHA. but sure this will take time for me to get used to it as this is my very first lesson! dont be shocked if im good at it! hurhurhur. after that, my legs mintak ampun sey cramp! ape tak nye, cluth-in, half-clutch, clutch-in, half-clutch. penat know.. but i enjoy it! and i mean it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999900;"&gt;lesson ends at 5.40pm and thought bf will b coming down to fetch me but plan cancelled cause he needs to fetch his dad instead. today didnt talk much to darling cause he's having kenduri and i dont wana bother him and i do miss him! and now i need to pickup the phone and dial his num. brape bnyk 'and' laa.. very lohsoh! haha. so gtg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Goodnight world!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270422975417331502-3243189037018957436?l=thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/3243189037018957436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/08/tired-ness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270422975417331502/posts/default/3243189037018957436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270422975417331502/posts/default/3243189037018957436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/08/tired-ness.html' title='tired-ness.'/><author><name>f.e.m.m.e ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08837650793719227911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270422975417331502.post-8221680199817867879</id><published>2009-08-05T23:38:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T00:19:14.002+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='imperfections are just perfect.'/><title type='text'>changes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;why do people change?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;is it because they are tired of being who they are and they want to have a feel of becoming different? or is it because they seek for attention?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;in relationships, why our partner tend to change as months or years passed on? is it because they are tired of one another? they need other companion? they cannot just stick to one? or maybe because they think they had not have enough of fun with the outside world?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;why? why do they change?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;accepting people is of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;they are and not of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;they are. we humans are never perfect. somehow, we seek for perfections.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;these little imperfections are what makes us perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;just being random here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;not referring to any of you who happened to read this post. those who think im referring to you, you are mistaken. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270422975417331502-8221680199817867879?l=thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/8221680199817867879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/08/changes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270422975417331502/posts/default/8221680199817867879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270422975417331502/posts/default/8221680199817867879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/08/changes.html' title='changes.'/><author><name>f.e.m.m.e ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08837650793719227911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270422975417331502.post-3999267252273219738</id><published>2009-08-05T00:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T02:22:14.625+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='looking forward to a new day.'/><title type='text'>enthusiasm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;im so definitely happy-go-lucky today. well yes, im tired and sleepy (standard) when im heading to BBDC for my prac. during my prac, i admit i was a little dead ok. i dont know why but for some reasons.., im just tired; i supposed? HAHA. okay.. today i learnt doing roundabout turns and stopping and going at slopes. let me tell you this- ITS DAMN DIFFICULT! ok maybe im a beginner and thats why.. tunggu nanti da pro, ni smue tkde hal la! chey! mcm phm! heh. i have to admit this and i dont care- i STALLED the engine few times when going off from the slope cause i nvr hold the biting point longer! ok you guys can laugh for those who understand what i meant. for those who doesnt, pandai2 la korg tau eh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;so after prac, went to work la of course at Wisma. initially i start at 2.30 but ive told my laupan that i will b slightly late due to my prac and will only able to arrive at 3pm. 3pm passed and i have not reached Wisma. laupan called.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Laupan: Aida, where are you uh?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aida: Err.. On my way already.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Laupan: Ya i know. But where?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aida: In the train. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(mati-mati tknk blg pat mane.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Laupan: You think by what time you can reach ah?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aida: Latest by 3.15pm.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Laupan: Ok can. No prob.. Bye.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;and i hangup... 3.15 passed and i still have not reached Wisma. laupan called again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Laupan: Aida, where are you uh? (the same qn)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aida: In the train. (same ans again. hehe)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Laupan: Urm you got anything to pass to me or not huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Aida: Err dont have. (digging my bag to check if there's any needs to be passed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Laupan: Confirm ahh? (typical apek-apek coffee shop slang) **ok i know im bad but its true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Aida: Yup yup. Confirm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Laupan: If thats the case, i'll make a move ferst la. I wont be waiting for you. Ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Aida: Ok can no prob. Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663333;"&gt;after hanging up, i was like "YAY! dont have to see his face!" haha. hes actually waiting for me you see.. well... what can i say.. "BEST EMPLOYEE" mah... HAHA. ok you guys can vomit. (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663333;"&gt;today work was simply fun la! met with 2 fun customers! one is a Caucasian. and the other is a local. damn la! i love em! the Caucasian was frm ION Orchard and she came up this conversation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Caucasian: I hate the new Orchard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Aida: U mean the ION? Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Caucasian: I mean its stupid. We already have all those high-end boutiques over at Takashimaya and why the heck should they open the SAME ONES (in bold) over at the new Orchard? Isnt it stupid? Open something different then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Aida: Maybe because the government love to spend money? (wondering isit lame or not)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Caucasian: L.O.L. Thats a nice one you got there honey. Thanks btw. Hve a gd evening. Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Aida: *confused* Ok sure. Thanks. U too.. See you again. Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Local: Hey excuse me, can i try this bangle on? The 39bucks one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Aida: Sure. Gimme a moment mam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;while approaching her, i looked at the way she dressed herself up. shes a mother of 2 but her dressing never shows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Aida: I like your style.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Local: Well thanks. Its just a norm attire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663333;"&gt;shes wearing this Bohe top, this "rumbu-rumbu" leggings and a pair of flats which is "rumbu-rumbu" also which she bought it at Topshop. i asked her ok. even the top i asked her. she bought it online from Forever 21. its damn niceee la! i envy it! with much compliments from me, she end up spending over hundred dollars and become our VIP. hurhurhur! paid off! but somehow you know, this kind of ppl, ade la anggek dier.. but i dont care. something catches my eye and why not be thick-skinned and ask? bak kata pepatah, "Malu bertanya, sesat jalan." aiseyman.. berfalsafah tau ni. ok enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;so after work meet boyfriend and head home together. thats about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;today's entry da mcm compo. okla cukop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;goodnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270422975417331502-3999267252273219738?l=thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/3999267252273219738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/08/enthusiasm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270422975417331502/posts/default/3999267252273219738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270422975417331502/posts/default/3999267252273219738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/08/enthusiasm.html' title='enthusiasm.'/><author><name>f.e.m.m.e ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08837650793719227911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270422975417331502.post-2652517377497746901</id><published>2009-08-03T00:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T00:32:07.124+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tired-ness and boring-ness.'/><title type='text'>random? guessed so.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;what can i say.. today is simply &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MARVELLOUS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; though its dreadful for me to wakeup despite the time which i woke up, which is 11.20am, im still feeling so sleepy and tired. however, that is only awhile. HAHA. i was working in two locations which is IMM then JP. well... i shall say that is totally mafan of course but its okay cause its paid off! (= sales is damn good la today! its not what i expected. well.. thats why im happy! YAY! besides that, boyfriend is back in town! double yay-ness! so gtg. need to talk to him. his tales in Malacca. hehe. sorry b..  =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Goodnight World.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I Love You.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270422975417331502-2652517377497746901?l=thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/2652517377497746901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/08/random-guessed-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270422975417331502/posts/default/2652517377497746901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270422975417331502/posts/default/2652517377497746901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/08/random-guessed-so.html' title='random? guessed so.'/><author><name>f.e.m.m.e ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08837650793719227911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270422975417331502.post-2429341447655238774</id><published>2009-08-02T01:34:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T03:27:58.355+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='im obsessed by you.'/><title type='text'>having fun but missing you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HELLO!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;haha. actually im supposed to update 2 days ago but i didnt as i&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to accompany my bf wash his car then head home to hang out a lil' bit. so here i am blogging to every pieces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;well.. based on my previous post, regarding abt my punch card, surprisingly, im not being scolded by my laupan! haha. god is by my side. haha. must by 4D alrdy.ok whatever! its my luck i guess.. hehe. lucky me! even Geraldine was surprised. work was fun. met with interesting customers. sales was good. wee~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;so... today. erm.. to be more exact, ydae. look at the time! i was supposed to knock off at 4pm but i ended up at 5.15pm! durh! as usual la.. colleague was late and i have to work extra hour. nvm. as long as pay in suda.. haha. was so looking forward to go home as will be celebrating Nayli's 4th bdae. she's a big girl now.. chatty! like mak bedah when she start to open her bubbly mouth! heh. i had so much fun la ok! take pictures here and there.. everywhere! not only taking pictures la but usual also, gossip! haha. not me of course but the makciks-makciks la. i adela enter-frame cket-cket. hehe. so here are some of the pictures taken. have fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SnSC7jd7JUI/AAAAAAAAAII/SH9qvv-tpG0/s1600-h/SANY1493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365057015749748034" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SnSC7jd7JUI/AAAAAAAAAII/SH9qvv-tpG0/s200/SANY1493.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SnSC7_kgB6I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/MTWlQuDrunA/s1600-h/SANY1495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365057023293523874" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SnSC7_kgB6I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/MTWlQuDrunA/s200/SANY1495.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SnSC8Ee_uPI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Tg4xmPVWp2o/s1600-h/SANY1505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365057024612612338" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SnSC8Ee_uPI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Tg4xmPVWp2o/s200/SANY1505.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SnSC7dxzjzI/AAAAAAAAAIA/FnZqMRirSOk/s1600-h/SANY1490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365057014222524210" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SnSC7dxzjzI/AAAAAAAAAIA/FnZqMRirSOk/s200/SANY1490.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SnSC7EOH0mI/AAAAAAAAAH4/aE14fl_Sryg/s1600-h/SANY1486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365057007361970786" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SnSC7EOH0mI/AAAAAAAAAH4/aE14fl_Sryg/s200/SANY1486.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SnSEziKj5FI/AAAAAAAAAIg/V40PDP-ZcmU/s1600-h/SANY1510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365059076984398930" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SnSEziKj5FI/AAAAAAAAAIg/V40PDP-ZcmU/s200/SANY1510.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SnSEz9mxE7I/AAAAAAAAAIo/4sG9c99eifw/s1600-h/SANY1512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365059084350460850" style="WIDTH: 200px; 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CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SnSIxvjz9DI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/6skYSwNG-Lk/s200/SANY1577.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SnSE0yuRbZI/AAAAAAAAAJA/d6CQd2kVSDA/s1600-h/SANY1556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365059098609020306" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SnSE0yuRbZI/AAAAAAAAAJA/d6CQd2kVSDA/s200/SANY1556.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SnSIxZqAPeI/AAAAAAAAAJI/rt3CRn5n1Wk/s1600-h/SANY1544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365063438387133922" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SnSIxZqAPeI/AAAAAAAAAJI/rt3CRn5n1Wk/s200/SANY1544.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SnSIyUG4a8I/AAAAAAAAAJo/i8iYqKNDYIE/s1600-h/SANY1521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365063454077512642" style="WIDTH: 200px; 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CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SnSK94gb0kI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/mOBFljQn7M0/s200/SANY1614.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365065847771720226" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SnSK9pUDaiI/AAAAAAAAAKI/mrggl5qV5ro/s200/SANY1601.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SnSO7Lq-NAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/kNJI-EiMNDg/s1600-h/SANY1607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365070203501556738" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SnSO7Lq-NAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/kNJI-EiMNDg/s200/SANY1607.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SnSK8lBN3nI/AAAAAAAAAJw/9bAkZmsjZlU/s1600-h/SANY1603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365065829439102578" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SnSK8lBN3nI/AAAAAAAAAJw/9bAkZmsjZlU/s200/SANY1603.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SnSK9MttgeI/AAAAAAAAAKA/DqnHug1wL4E/s1600-h/SANY1604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365065840094708194" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SnSK9MttgeI/AAAAAAAAAKA/DqnHug1wL4E/s200/SANY1604.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;basically those are&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SOME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;of the pics taken. im not going to upload everything. its a lot! i&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;mean it. cause i simply love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PHOTOGRAPHY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i look&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AWESOMELY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;great! ok you guys can puke now. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;somehow besides the fun that im having, i miss my boifriend la of course! he's not here to join in the fun as he's not in town. he went to Malacca. but he's sweet ok! when he called me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;at 2plus in the afternoon at my working place, he actually gave me a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;super advance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;GOODNIGHT WISH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and its&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;2plus in the AFTERNOON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ok.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;see.. so cute of him! i super duper miss my irritating boyfriend! he can be irritating but who cares? i love him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;p/s. b, i still need your goodnight wish!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270422975417331502-2429341447655238774?l=thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/2429341447655238774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/08/having-fun-but-missing-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270422975417331502/posts/default/2429341447655238774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270422975417331502/posts/default/2429341447655238774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/08/having-fun-but-missing-you.html' title='having fun but missing you.'/><author><name>f.e.m.m.e ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08837650793719227911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SnSC7jd7JUI/AAAAAAAAAII/SH9qvv-tpG0/s72-c/SANY1493.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270422975417331502.post-7338000172932117027</id><published>2009-07-31T00:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T00:54:13.467+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='be an optimist.'/><title type='text'>FEELINGS OF NERVOUS-NESS ENGULFING ME.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;ARGH!! Hate this feeling! know why? hmm.. basically i left my punch card at my working place (AMK) and my laupan will be opening there tmr! im DEAD! gonna get a earful from him (and thats for sure!) in the morning and another in the evening.. ergh! I hate this part right here~~ kate je nervous then can still sing song ehh. hehe. alaa.. i kena scolding then kena laa.. afterall i knew i did well today! YAY! haha. BUT! im still thinking where the hell i place my card. isit on the counter? or isit in the drawer? or worse! okay im not thinking about the worse.. stop scaring yourself eh Nur'Aida.. hmmm... nvm la. i'll wake up to have a better day tomorrow.. hopefully. okla.. thats about it. nak go kitchen find food first before sleep. hehe. no food means no sleep.. ape je. ok enough! so ya.. thats about it! ((=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Goodnight World&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SnHPODvcM-I/AAAAAAAAAHw/opJLj11STa0/s1600-h/images[9].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364296471604376546" style="WIDTH: 98px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SnHPODvcM-I/AAAAAAAAAHw/opJLj11STa0/s200/images%5B9%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;p/s. i know even if there's food, i can't sleep in peace because im scared abt tomoro!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270422975417331502-7338000172932117027?l=thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/7338000172932117027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/07/feelings-of-nervous-ness-engulfing-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270422975417331502/posts/default/7338000172932117027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270422975417331502/posts/default/7338000172932117027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/07/feelings-of-nervous-ness-engulfing-me.html' title='FEELINGS OF NERVOUS-NESS ENGULFING ME.'/><author><name>f.e.m.m.e ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08837650793719227911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SnHPODvcM-I/AAAAAAAAAHw/opJLj11STa0/s72-c/images%5B9%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270422975417331502.post-3644776143175470597</id><published>2009-07-30T00:04:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T00:15:24.209+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nervous. Pissed-off. Happy.'/><title type='text'>3-in-1.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;had my practical at 4pm and the session ends at 5.40pm. the practical was fun. i learnt doing U-turns and i have to admit i was a little nervous and kanchong because the road was heavy with traffic and it was close to peak hour! one of the U-turns i accidentally hit the kerb la! haha. and the instructor was like, "AIDA! u hit onto the kerb!" oops! sory sir. hehe. but i shall say that today my instructor was so hyper. he babble so many thgs until i cnt concentrate! sory Sir Hanif but i need to tell. hehe. so thats about my prac.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;soon after, Syaiful fetched me from BBDC and we head to Cuppage Rd to get new mobile. cheydebah! da ade hp baru nmpk! heheh. happy sgt dier. but somehow thr's 1 thg im unhappy abt; the customer service at the Starhub building. this person, ***** is so damn bloody fucked up la! VERY ok! hello! you are working as a front liner and this is the service you gave us? BULLSHIT! and after we made the payment of my bf's phone, i asked for a feedback form. ape lagi... i hentam la pat itu feedback form! i kenekan si fucker tu! geram u knw! amek kau! serve him right!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;so from Starhub building we went to Victory at Bugis to have our dinner and head back home after that.. lalala~ and boyfriend have his new handset afterall! ((=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270422975417331502-3644776143175470597?l=thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/3644776143175470597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/07/3-in-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270422975417331502/posts/default/3644776143175470597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270422975417331502/posts/default/3644776143175470597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/07/3-in-1.html' title='3-in-1.'/><author><name>f.e.m.m.e ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08837650793719227911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270422975417331502.post-2725451881676530639</id><published>2009-07-29T01:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T02:02:26.882+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you turnin&apos; me off.'/><title type='text'>HATES.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;im so damn pissed off today and lemme tell you, today is so not my day! my damn bloody colleague actually instruct me to do this and that and excuse me! im the keyholder and you're just one pathetic worker. just shut the fvuk up and do your bloody thing! other, not to mention any names here, if you know how to borrow or loan things from people, you jolly well know when to return it back la okay. there's not a need for the owner itself to ask from you la! i shall label these&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"freaks"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SHAMELESS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; fvuk it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;and, and,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I DAMN HATE FVCKING ARGUMENTS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;i hate it when we have to argue over the littlest things. petty isnt it? miscommunications, different perspectives and blabla. even till now? durh! come on.. on the phone, meet ups, with friends, everywhwere. just when will this end? i dont want to argue okay. i dont mean to.. at times, its the tone of the way we speak which leads to this. you dont get it and it applies to me too.. im sorry for everything.. i'll make it up to you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;p/s: i know you'll be reading this. i miss US. you know what i mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270422975417331502-2725451881676530639?l=thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/2725451881676530639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/07/hates.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270422975417331502/posts/default/2725451881676530639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270422975417331502/posts/default/2725451881676530639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/07/hates.html' title='HATES.'/><author><name>f.e.m.m.e ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08837650793719227911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270422975417331502.post-8353517651660230395</id><published>2009-07-27T23:14:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T00:13:41.395+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love to PLAY.'/><title type='text'>easy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wellll... today's my off day as im having my BBDC prac. after that went home then meet boify at Jurong Point. we had dinner at Cavana then go library to surf the net. but sadly, as our butts sat on the sofa, suddenly on the speakers, " Dear readers, the library will be closed in 15minutes time." Hafreez was like "huh? 15minutes!?" haha. too bad honey.. but somehow we manage to do what i wanted and intend to. so 5minutes before the library's closed, the announcement came to the speakers again. then out of nowhere, this makcik came saying," Time's up! The library's closing. Time's up! The library's closing." its like a tape recorder la cans! haha. and as usual, Hafreez made fun of that.. hehe. idiot! like a parrot. despite knowing that no photography's allowed in the library, somehow, we did took a few snaps.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/Sm3LKZARGxI/AAAAAAAAAHA/QauUWB7aj_E/s1600-h/DSC01402.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363166110639266578" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/Sm3LKZARGxI/AAAAAAAAAHA/QauUWB7aj_E/s200/DSC01402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;concentrate. (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/Sm3Lgb4NnPI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/lkSclyX0OGU/s1600-h/DSC01403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363166489367911666" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/Sm3Lgb4NnPI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/lkSclyX0OGU/s200/DSC01403.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lepaks. (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so thats how i spent my day today..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Goodnight world. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Need to enter my wonderland already cause my bed's calling me!! ((=&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;much &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/Sm3RgNgtyqI/AAAAAAAAAHo/VeV0U165Yd4/s1600-h/images[25].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363173082581027490" style="WIDTH: 129px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 86px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/Sm3RgNgtyqI/AAAAAAAAAHo/VeV0U165Yd4/s200/images%5B25%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;. muacks!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270422975417331502-8353517651660230395?l=thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/8353517651660230395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/07/easy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270422975417331502/posts/default/8353517651660230395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270422975417331502/posts/default/8353517651660230395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/07/easy.html' title='easy.'/><author><name>f.e.m.m.e ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08837650793719227911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/Sm3LKZARGxI/AAAAAAAAAHA/QauUWB7aj_E/s72-c/DSC01402.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270422975417331502.post-2516359889723630268</id><published>2009-07-27T02:49:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T23:11:03.789+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='being appreciative aint that hard.'/><title type='text'>Fun.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;well well hello.. have been missing for a couple of days.. basically im tied down to work and was too tired to do anything. haha. initially i wanted to edit my blog and i did! but somehow credits to Farhana BJ! she's been helping me out with this and now my blog's ready. hees. okay so lets start off with Saturday. i knock off at 4pm and get myself changed and make my way down to Youth Park as boyfriend's performing there. i arrived somewhere around 6pm plusplus as i took my own bloody sweet time to get thr! (= so while waiting for G.O.D to perform, we chill a little and took 2 snaps of pics!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SmynAyDo4oI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/1qxqycG1nrU/s1600-h/DSC01287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362844888170291842" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SmynAyDo4oI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/1qxqycG1nrU/s200/DSC01287.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SmynU0RC-4I/AAAAAAAAAEY/WWvWPB573GY/s1600-h/DSC01288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362845232360782722" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SmynU0RC-4I/AAAAAAAAAEY/WWvWPB573GY/s200/DSC01288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;notice any diff?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;one is without Freez, the other is.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so when its G.O.D's turn to perform, Fida and especially me, like one kiasu aunty hurriedly &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;proceed to the front to make sure that i get the best view; not the best seat eh. haha. and so i did. i took pictures of G.O.D while on stage. so here they are..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/Smyp-htI68I/AAAAAAAAAE4/3rDZXnGx6fg/s1600-h/DSC01304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362848147956100034" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/Smyp-htI68I/AAAAAAAAAE4/3rDZXnGx6fg/s200/DSC01304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362848139290849138" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/Smyp-BbLr3I/AAAAAAAAAEw/-Dl4ygSF43U/s200/DSC01300.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/Sm27U9ysU7I/AAAAAAAAAGg/MH5C_23rpHE/s1600-h/DSC01316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363148700127089586" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/Sm27U9ysU7I/AAAAAAAAAGg/MH5C_23rpHE/s200/DSC01316.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/Sm27UvY1d8I/AAAAAAAAAGY/dH12tPJtp7o/s1600-h/DSC01308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363148696260540354" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/Sm27UvY1d8I/AAAAAAAAAGY/dH12tPJtp7o/s200/DSC01308.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/Sm27UOWYJRI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/CApIkKPC1is/s1600-h/DSC01306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363148687391859986" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/Sm27UOWYJRI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/CApIkKPC1is/s200/DSC01306.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/Sm27T6WJBWI/AAAAAAAAAGI/zHgSwtgTwpo/s1600-h/DSC01302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363148682022159714" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/Sm27T6WJBWI/AAAAAAAAAGI/zHgSwtgTwpo/s200/DSC01302.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/Sm27TTkKxxI/AAAAAAAAAGA/X4276JoKrZY/s1600-h/DSC01295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363148671612012306" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/Sm27TTkKxxI/AAAAAAAAAGA/X4276JoKrZY/s200/DSC01295.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/Sm2_P_U5ToI/AAAAAAAAAG4/vLJnh3quRYI/s1600-h/DSC01353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363153012686147202" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/Sm2_P_U5ToI/AAAAAAAAAG4/vLJnh3quRYI/s200/DSC01353.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/Sm2_PXzx9iI/AAAAAAAAAGw/sDYZ7TeacPw/s1600-h/DSC01352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363153002078271010" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/Sm2_PXzx9iI/AAAAAAAAAGw/sDYZ7TeacPw/s200/DSC01352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/Sm2_PA0CaLI/AAAAAAAAAGo/P2GmRkmYU7c/s1600-h/DSC01349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363152995905333426" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/Sm2_PA0CaLI/AAAAAAAAAGo/P2GmRkmYU7c/s200/DSC01349.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;im so proud to see my boyfriend on stage! okay so after G.O.D's performance, Hafreez&amp;amp;i go makan together with his family at Nana Thai at Far East. we did took pictures as well but im unable to upload cause my sayang ni never send me the pictures! geram aje! hmm.. okay.. after dinner Hefreez&amp;amp;i made our way back to Youth Park to get something. after that, we had nowhere to go and its a Saturday baby! weekend! we tried to call up our friends to see whose available but seems there's no one. and so, i beeped Sabrina up. so plan's settled. we made our way to Dover to take Hafreez's car then fetch Sabrina and Hyrie and proceed to a place. i dont know what's that place called but i knew that it's so near to Jurong Bird Park. hehe. so he drove us there and chill there till 12plus as Hafreez need to make a move as he's fetching his dad. here are some of the pics taken as well at the tophill..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SmytcOdcyMI/AAAAAAAAAFg/mNSBosRCjkE/s1600-h/DSC01390.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362851956720978114" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SmytcOdcyMI/AAAAAAAAAFg/mNSBosRCjkE/s200/DSC01390.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the mask. (: its u b! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/Smyta_Nea-I/AAAAAAAAAFI/mTqjCHON2l4/s1600-h/DSC01379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362851935447575522" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/Smyta_Nea-I/AAAAAAAAAFI/mTqjCHON2l4/s200/DSC01379.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;just us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/Smytbdmh_RI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/M19dWrpJ-sA/s1600-h/DSC01384.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362851943605730578" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/Smytbdmh_RI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/M19dWrpJ-sA/s200/DSC01384.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nana. hyrie. freez. aida.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SmytaZC4fAI/AAAAAAAAAFA/RkQy53Bq86I/s1600-h/DSC01380.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362851925202598914" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SmytaZC4fAI/AAAAAAAAAFA/RkQy53Bq86I/s200/DSC01380.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at us. pathetic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SmytbhKbS3I/AAAAAAAAAFY/6YmzNik5Wjk/s1600-h/DSC01385.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362851944561593202" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SmytbhKbS3I/AAAAAAAAAFY/6YmzNik5Wjk/s200/DSC01385.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SmyuqYX6TOI/AAAAAAAAAFw/xccC6sQA_Uw/s1600-h/DSC01391.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362853299411897570" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SmyuqYX6TOI/AAAAAAAAAFw/xccC6sQA_Uw/s200/DSC01391.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;kiss me~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/Smyup8xhivI/AAAAAAAAAFo/PJ04T_gd_XE/s1600-h/DSC01389.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362853292003134194" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/Smyup8xhivI/AAAAAAAAAFo/PJ04T_gd_XE/s200/DSC01389.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i loveu.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SmyuqiS5BDI/AAAAAAAAAF4/3MjXHZ4XISs/s1600-h/DSC01398.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362853302075196466" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SmyuqiS5BDI/AAAAAAAAAF4/3MjXHZ4XISs/s200/DSC01398.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and there is my hero!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;he's in the air! i love this! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so basically that's my sweet Saturday! though there are unhappy moments.. thanks baby for cheering me up and consoling me.. i appreciate that. love you sesangat! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;thats about my Saturday.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Goodnight world.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and I love you..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Syaiful&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wouldnt wanna miss a single moment to be with you..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks so much for everything sayang.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You know i love you.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270422975417331502-2516359889723630268?l=thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/2516359889723630268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/07/fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270422975417331502/posts/default/2516359889723630268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270422975417331502/posts/default/2516359889723630268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/07/fun.html' title='Fun.'/><author><name>f.e.m.m.e ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08837650793719227911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SmynAyDo4oI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/1qxqycG1nrU/s72-c/DSC01287.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270422975417331502.post-2068489939805931914</id><published>2009-07-24T00:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T00:52:07.693+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you are not always alone.'/><title type='text'>boredom!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;well.... today is super damn bored for me! i worked at Ang Mo Kio and its sooo dreadful for me having to wake up early! so sleepy! but its ok though.. know why? cause i can continue sleeping in the train! hehehe. and yes i did! i lentok-lentok in the train like nobody business. who cares right? haha! everyday go work like zombie. haiya... Ang Mo Kio some more.. sian.. so work today not bad. sales good.... BUT! have to work alone. errgh! hate that! Grace came at 4.30pm and im glad la as she can accompany me at least for a few hours. i thought she knock off at 7.30pm skali when look at schedule again, its stated 4.30pm-5.30pm. pathetic isnt it? so im all alone... again. what luck ive got! but somehow not too bad though cause the Bossini, Salon #1 Hair &amp;amp; Beauty, Dead Sea and The Face Shop staffs' actually chat and joked with me. not so dead though.. got a compliment from boss! haha! okla. enough! i need to sleep. my eyes da macam lampu lap-lip. gtg!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Looking forward to this Saturday. Boyfriend's performing at youth park.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SmiRlEjbr7I/AAAAAAAAAD4/Zho1q7tX1Tg/s1600-h/DSC01136.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361695422448119730" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SmiRlEjbr7I/AAAAAAAAAD4/Zho1q7tX1Tg/s320/DSC01136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(G.O.D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From left to right: KZ, Freez (bf i! :)), Dilly, Baby G&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270422975417331502-2068489939805931914?l=thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/2068489939805931914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/07/boredom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270422975417331502/posts/default/2068489939805931914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270422975417331502/posts/default/2068489939805931914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/07/boredom.html' title='boredom!'/><author><name>f.e.m.m.e ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08837650793719227911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SmiRlEjbr7I/AAAAAAAAAD4/Zho1q7tX1Tg/s72-c/DSC01136.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270422975417331502.post-1660045245271710536</id><published>2009-07-23T00:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T01:01:32.424+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='be appreciative and realise where you come from.'/><title type='text'>s.i.m.p.l.e</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;okay hello hello. well... basically i just came back after meeting &lt;strong&gt;Syaiful and Zabidi&lt;/strong&gt;. i'm from BBDC earlier on. my BBDC starts at 4pm. so after that i meet him straight at Jurong East and head to Suntec City. intention to go there was to get myself a shirt at Cotton On but somehow after trying it on, it doesnt suit me at all and i didnt get anything. :( and yes! the salesgirl. shes so damn bloody FCUKED UP! ABSOLUTE okay! excuse me, its only Cotton On. no big deal girl. shes a mly and so am i. so why cant she actually smile and talk properly to me? is this the attitude she should be giving to customers? if it is, i shall say that she needs to be sacked and out from that shop! we customers do not need that kind of service. fyi readers, its only to me shes giving attitude. to other customers not at all! tsk* dont understand la.. nvm. its her whose getting the bad name. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;sooo from Suntec we went to Marina cause Zabidi parked his car there. didnt thought of going anywhere else except for FOOD! haha. then Syaiful asked me a question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Syaiful: U tknk go Zara?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Aida: Tknkla. Tkde pape.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Zabidi: Zara ade sale la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Syaiful: Ah.. Zara ade sale tau. U tknk tgk pape baju ke?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Aida: (thinking*) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Syaiful: Nk gi cpt la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Aida: Oklor..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;in me, was simply great when i heard the word 'SALE'! haha. and so we went in. i tried 2 pieces of tops and 1 skirt. too bad the skirt doest fit me and i lazy wana get another size.. the tops are nice but im too fickle to choose. so ive come to a decision. i decided to get 1 of the tops. skali, when i re-enter the fitting room, the salesgirl approached me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Salesgirl: Err miss. U try this on. (handling me a top)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Aida: U want me to try this? (confused)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Salesgirl: Ya. I know it will look good on you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Aida: Err... Okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Salesgirl: You go try I want to see..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Aida: Okay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;after trying it on, i showed it to &lt;strong&gt;Syaiful, Zabidi&lt;/strong&gt; and the salesgirl. and all of them said i should get that! haha. and so, i got myself a top! wee~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RANDOM post.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;know where your roots are. be appreciative to those who taught you in everything or anything. dont say much cause you do not know about it until someone introduced you to it and you are the follower. so know that and remember. you are just a follower. be humble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;if you think this is meant for you, then be it. no hatreds or whatsoever feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270422975417331502-1660045245271710536?l=thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/1660045245271710536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/07/simple.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270422975417331502/posts/default/1660045245271710536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270422975417331502/posts/default/1660045245271710536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/07/simple.html' title='s.i.m.p.l.e'/><author><name>f.e.m.m.e ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08837650793719227911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270422975417331502.post-5810377270786533969</id><published>2009-07-20T23:58:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T01:27:16.852+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Do not misjudge easily.'/><title type='text'>Weekend Bonanza (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Okay. Have been missing for a couple of days. Basically thanks to my sayang!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Haha. Ok whatever. So let's start off with Saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Morning went to work as per normal and knock off at 5 instead of 4 as I have to cover for my friend who is on MC! WTH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;My manager actually asked me to do OT and of course its a NO WAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;I've promised Syaiful to go out with him and I have to. Or else.... (only me&amp;amp;him knows) Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Ok. After I knock from work I met him and we head to SMU as there's a flea market going on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;My gf, Lin held a store there. So we went there to see what's in store and also at the same time give her some moral support gitu la. Hehe. (mcm phm)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Okayy.. So enough of the talking. Let the pics do the talking though its not much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SmSWmugF-EI/AAAAAAAAADA/yH34FUupyHo/s1600-h/DSC01258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360575048539568194" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SmSWmugF-EI/AAAAAAAAADA/yH34FUupyHo/s200/DSC01258.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;bangles and keychains 2 for $5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SmSXDXks6yI/AAAAAAAAADI/GXfspiEhaBw/s1600-h/DSC01260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360575540601088802" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SmSXDXks6yI/AAAAAAAAADI/GXfspiEhaBw/s200/DSC01260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;any heels or snickers up for grab?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;the vans (in brown) is mine actually. belen-belen. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SmSXZ__IuSI/AAAAAAAAADQ/FlLd72Znc10/s1600-h/DSC01261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360575929406503202" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SmSXZ__IuSI/AAAAAAAAADQ/FlLd72Znc10/s200/DSC01261.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;items displayed on the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SmSYFWw_TWI/AAAAAAAAADY/x_yXQgdVLAA/s1600-h/DSC01262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360576674255555938" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SmSYFWw_TWI/AAAAAAAAADY/x_yXQgdVLAA/s200/DSC01262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;brands that are available at the store.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SmSYgn9OFnI/AAAAAAAAADg/-g5QT2dSeCI/s1600-h/DSC01263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360577142726727282" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SmSYgn9OFnI/AAAAAAAAADg/-g5QT2dSeCI/s200/DSC01263.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;boify's jeans (APC) size 24 up for grab.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;its worth it!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;interested?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;call me. (=&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One important picture which I forgot to snap: the person who runs the stall, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Noorazlin and friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oops! Sorry babe. Hehe.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After flea market, we decided to go and eat. But really got no idea. Thought of going to Victory at Bugis to eat but kinda lazy. So we walked and walked and arrived at Dhoby Ghaut MRT Station. Really got no plan so Syaiful said follow him go home and take his car so we go makan from there. So I agreed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So on the way in the car, while he was driving, I took few snapshots of him while driving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Let me upload 1 of the nicest picture compared to the others. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;So here it is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SmSffJR5H4I/AAAAAAAAADo/PdxNbCjXiAA/s1600-h/DSC01265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360584813893459842" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SmSffJR5H4I/AAAAAAAAADo/PdxNbCjXiAA/s200/DSC01265.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;sempat tgk camera while on the road!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;So from his place we head to teh tarik to makan! Simply yummy-licious! After eat, he sent me home and he chill at my place. We watch Borat and Notorious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Borat is super LAME can the show! Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Notorious is about street life and hustling. Not bad.. Those who knows what is hustling all about will enjoy the show. So thats for my Saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Simple and short for Sunday. As usual, work. Knock off at 9.30pm and went home. As soon as I alight from 187, I heard a loud screeching sound followed by a loud "BOOM"! An accident had just took place. Common, motorcycle. For that moment, I was shocked! Right in front of me! Oh gosh.. The rider actually hit a pedestrian who was just about to cross the road. Goodness! Scary you know.. I felt pitiful for the pedestrian. He was unconscious and his head was bleeding. Lucky there are crowd who helped them BUT! the rider was so action la! Its so good already la that speople want to help but he resist. Ni la melayu.. Action lebih! Nothing happened to the rider though, its just that his lips bleed and swollen (mcm bibir Jay-Z)! Haha. Tak baek eh me! Ok sory.. Didnt mean to make fun. But lucky la no one was severely injured.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;After satisfying myself of witnessing what had happened, I left. Da puas KPO then balek. Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Somehow its a lesson learnt for me. Never jaywalk as andwhen you like. You never know of anytime a vehicle can appear from nowhere. So please, use the traffic light to cross safely. Cheydebah! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Okla.. Enough of the weekend bites. Gtg. Im tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Goodnight world.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;And I Love You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270422975417331502-5810377270786533969?l=thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/5810377270786533969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/07/weekend-bonanza.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270422975417331502/posts/default/5810377270786533969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270422975417331502/posts/default/5810377270786533969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/07/weekend-bonanza.html' title='Weekend Bonanza (:'/><author><name>f.e.m.m.e ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08837650793719227911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SmSWmugF-EI/AAAAAAAAADA/yH34FUupyHo/s72-c/DSC01258.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270422975417331502.post-8985847652752101479</id><published>2009-07-18T00:57:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T02:03:56.775+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pair of Jeans.'/><title type='text'>WANTS.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SmC4OUE_xDI/AAAAAAAAAC4/-b836n5O-m0/s1600-h/DSC01205.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SmCxdGtOdYI/AAAAAAAAACg/Inwzrtyg1F8/s1600-h/images[20].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359478670145516930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 139px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 77px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SmCxdGtOdYI/AAAAAAAAACg/Inwzrtyg1F8/s400/images%5B20%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SmCyPaX6lkI/AAAAAAAAACo/HXcyYADZNpE/s1600-h/images[6].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359479534418302530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 92px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 138px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SmCyPaX6lkI/AAAAAAAAACo/HXcyYADZNpE/s400/images%5B6%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SmCxUT4weDI/AAAAAAAAACY/XRTTer0ExRk/s1600-h/images[20].jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I need to get myself a pair of jeans! Again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(KSUBI)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;especially!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359480229275283138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 98px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 62px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SmCy326ursI/AAAAAAAAACw/lsu-iZVV3r4/s400/images%5B3%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Boify have to get Nudie then.. Haha. Too bad honey..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I've got a lot in my waiting list.. Shirts, leggings, blazer. All those kinda ripped type. Its cool shit. Too many things. Gosh! Cant resist myself from shopping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;GIRLS! We do the thing. Haha. B, u get Nudie pre-wash okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;We save money then we shop ok? As what we've planned. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Okay enough of my wants' list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;So tomorrow is Saturday. Will be working in the morning then as usual, will be meeting up with boyfriend. (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Looking forward. The problem is, still got no plans and I'm thinking what shall I wear. (scratching head)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Nevermind. The problem shall be solved tomorrow morning!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Goodnight world! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;loves.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270422975417331502-8985847652752101479?l=thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/8985847652752101479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/07/wants.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270422975417331502/posts/default/8985847652752101479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270422975417331502/posts/default/8985847652752101479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/07/wants.html' title='WANTS.'/><author><name>f.e.m.m.e ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08837650793719227911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/SmCxdGtOdYI/AAAAAAAAACg/Inwzrtyg1F8/s72-c/images%5B20%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270422975417331502.post-7482063238892967291</id><published>2009-07-17T02:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T01:06:59.836+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Be extra careful when putting your hands under the hand dryer machine'/><title type='text'>Creepy Crawler~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dyWiH5ddwAc/Sl9_Frja3tI/AAAAAAAAACE/yQWS_yzV9Ps/s1600-h/images[9].jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It is so not my day!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Oh gosh! I'm being so unlucky today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;gotta wakeup early morning to get ready for work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Second,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; things are not yet prepared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Third,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;gotta catch up with time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fourth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; was being posted at Ang Mo Kio and it is damn far from my area!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fifth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sales was damn freaking bad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sixth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was alone the whole day as colleague took MC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Seventh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;customers totally suck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eighth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;have to lock things up before going to the washroom. (So mafan!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ninth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;report sales every 2hours as its very bad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and finally,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tenth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;went to the washroom to change water and wash cloth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;That was when something gross happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;As usual, after washing my hands I would dry them under the hand dryer. Nothing came across my mind. As I placed them under the dryer machine, I felt something "plop" onto the palm of my hand. When I looked at it, I was like, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"EEW! COCKROACH! STUPID! ISH!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I was so disgusted! I flung the cockroach onto dont know where and soap my hands few times!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COCKROACH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Damn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Lucky I was in the disabled cubicle. Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;No one heard me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Stupid little cockroach!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270422975417331502-7482063238892967291?l=thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/7482063238892967291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/07/creepy-crawler.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270422975417331502/posts/default/7482063238892967291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270422975417331502/posts/default/7482063238892967291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/07/creepy-crawler.html' title='Creepy Crawler~'/><author><name>f.e.m.m.e ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08837650793719227911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270422975417331502.post-8826820175474780943</id><published>2009-07-15T00:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T00:56:44.322+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Always be firm in whatever we do.'/><title type='text'>RANDOM~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hey peeps!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;welcome.. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;okay.. let me announce it proudly, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"This is my very first post!"&lt;/span&gt; haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;ok. basically today work totally &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SUCKS!&lt;/span&gt; i mean it. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;TOTALLY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;im working with this damn CHINA girl and she actually gets on my nerve!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;she's serving this 2 guys which comes from her region and damn la, she's so "miang" (flirty)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;i dont mind about that la seriously but she actually pandai-pandai giving the 2 guys discount!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CHINA:&lt;/span&gt; Go give him discount la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Aida:&lt;/span&gt; What discount?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CHINA:&lt;/span&gt; The bracelet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Aida:&lt;/span&gt; Cannot la. You want to get scolded from laupan huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CHINA:&lt;/span&gt; Nvm. Give me the handphone(which is supposed to be a phone and not handphone)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Aida:&lt;/span&gt; You wana call who?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CHINA:&lt;/span&gt; *****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Aida:&lt;/span&gt; Up to you la! (damn pissed*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;So she stupidly called my colleague and asked whether is it possible or not for the discount. It is obviously a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;So i ignored all of that and just settle the payment. I dont care what shit face she's gonna give me cause i know im going to tell laupan about it and yes i did!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Haha! im SOOOO satisfied!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;This damn CHINA girl deserve this la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;After that, till closing, we didnt communicate. its better that way as i dont give a damn about it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;(=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270422975417331502-8826820175474780943?l=thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/8826820175474780943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/07/random-hey-peeps-welcome.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270422975417331502/posts/default/8826820175474780943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270422975417331502/posts/default/8826820175474780943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlest-things-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/07/random-hey-peeps-welcome.html' title='RANDOM~'/><author><name>f.e.m.m.e ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08837650793719227911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
